Wolfe & Chosyn (The Lost Borough: Gravehart Grove Book 1)

by Kellz Kimberly

I won't hurt you, Chosyn, 'cause, like your name, you're the chosen one for me. I'll protect you from whatever, even yourself, because, at the end of the day, when shit starts to wind down, and the sky turns gray, you'll still be my heart, my fuckin' reason, the part of me that allows me to love and live. You're my fuckin' heart, Chosyn. A nigga's not gon' make it without you."

"Anytime I'm in my head 'bout shit, I use this weighted blanket to help keep me calm." "I gotta get me one of these. It's heavy but a comforting heavy. It reminds me of being in your arms." The words slipped out, and I froze. "Keep this one, then. When I'm not around to comfort you, use it, and it'll be like I'm there."

"Wolfie." "Yeah, my heart," he groaned, biting his lip. I shivered under his lust-induced gaze, then breathlessly pleaded, "Promise me you'll love me without conditions. No matter what I do, love me freely." "I fucking promise, my heart."

"Ight, nigga we gon' give you a head start since my bitch is a racer and shit. On your mark, get set, nigga go!"

I watched you flick that lighter and set fire to that nigga's money, and I knew I wasn't gon' be able to shake you. You're different, Chosyn, and because of that, you deserve a different side of me. You get the best parts of me, but what comes along with that is the broken side. With me, you gon' always be safe, but I also need you to keep a nigga sane. I need you with me, my heart. I asked you to make that promise because—"

"A nigga's tryin' to make our first Christmas special and yo' ass is tryin' to fight. Do you think I wanted to walk in this bitch dressed like this? Or stay up half the night watching a crackhead wrap yo' shit? I never did no type of shit like this for a bitch," he scoffed.

"I don't call you that on some trying-to-be cute shit. When I see you, that's how I view you. Anytime I catch eyes with you, all I hear in my head is Mrs. Gravehart. That's who you are to me, but I'm not ready to let my heart be yours. I still gotta work through some shit."

"Four, I'm gon' crash out 'bout this pussy." He fed me his promise, kissing me deeply. I inhaled deeply, then returned the favor. "Then I guess we're crash dummies."

"I'm giving you this watch not just as something to wear but something that stays with you and reminds you of the moments that matter. Over time, it'll become a part of our story together, a story you'll be able to share with the son I plan to give you in our future. And then it'll become a part of his story that he'll share with his son, and before you know it, our legacy will be birthed all from this watch. I... I need you to have this because, like this watch, you're irreplaceable to me. You're not something I'm going to forget or walk away from without a care. You've been let down before, and that—"