My heart hadn’t felt that way in a long time, and for Blair, it got all wild and crazy. Long before she became Anjo, my heart had told me she was the one. I knew she was special. I had always known she was special since the first time I met her in that kitchen. When I walked her to the car to get her bags, I remember her hand grazed against mine and I damn near melted. This petite woman with a smile that could warm the coldest nigga, and a past that I knew would eventually break my heart, was right in front of me and had me feeling like putty.
