Devout (Devout, #1)

by Takerra Allen

“I think I finally found somebody to help me spend my money.”

“Like a nutritionist?” “Now you feelin’ me, ma.” She giggled.

this whole scene was too cute

I guess the deeper in love we fall the scarier the thought of that love leaving us becomes. I was absolutely terrified of losing Denny. I was nauseated at the thought of someone even getting a portion of what he gave to me. My heart would stop beating if he made another woman feel how I felt.

He took a sugar packet, punted it and flicked it with his finger like a football at her. “Negative,” was his reply and she was somewhat relieved. “Anything else you got going on up there, brewing in that pretty little head of yours?”

wait why is he so cute

“You’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” he spoke in almost a whisper.

“You gonna throw my paper heart in the trash?” Neeka’s heart skipped a beat. All of her giggles subsided along with her smile. She shook her head negatively. “Well what you gonna do with it?” He seemed very serious. He seemed to joke in a way that by the time you realized he was joking, you would realize that he wasn’t. Neeka furrowed her eyebrows. “Give it to me and find out,” she whispered. She saw his Adam’s apple bulge, he must have swallowed the lump similar to the one she felt growing, but hers was in her gut. He held his hands out and she realized that he was giving it to her in a symbolic manner. It was a cute gesture; Neeka cupped her hands like she was taking it. Then she opened her clutch purse and pretended to place it in there and a tiny giggle escaped her lips at this madness. He laughed with her. “Yo, be careful with that,” he told her. “Okay.”

kicking my feet rn

I doubt if the D Rock that kissed Neeki’s fingertips one by one on days when she’d come in and ask how he liked her manicure, was the same D Rock that would let her know he’d just killed a man or five.

“Hey, pretty girl… why you so quiet? What you thinking about?” You…being a psycho killer gangster that I don’t know but somehow keep ending up alone with.

😂😂😂

“You still got my heart in your purse?” He asked and caused her to giggle. “Upstairs in my closet.” “Better make sure ya roommate don’t get it,” he joked and she punched him in the arm, slight jealousy going through her.

“No offense, shawty… I just love bitches. I’ll give you a stack right now, my word, if you let me bite ya butt, you feel me.”

i’m cryinggg neeka must be old testament sarah bad 😂😂😂😂

I swear to God. I’ll rob this whole earth of all good and bring it to you.”

“Why does it always rain on wedding days?” I wondered aloud looking up at the dark clouds, as the driver held the door for us and I slid inside the silver Maybach. “They say the best unions are made amongst the greatest storms. So maybe it’ll be a fucking hurricane or something on our wedding day,”

“I love you to death, Denny Graham.” “Pow,” he whispered back. Gunshot. Death. Ditto.

it’s starting to get terrifying lol

You are a disgusting drug lord with a team of dealers who ruin lives and communities. My daughter wants to help people.” Your daughter wants to rescue stray cats. I don’t push dope to stray cats.

😂