“Nah, love, in this equation, you the only one with the potential to break hearts around here. I’ma carry you proper, Morgan Atkins, but I got a feeling you gon’ drop a nigga shit on the floor, walk all over it, ding my shit up,” he stated. “Never.” She smiled. “I’m going to love you real good, Ahmeek. I want to be the one you remember.”
