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“You know it’s love when all you want is that person to be happy, even if you’re not part of their happiness.” - Julia Roberts.
I absolutely did not want to be on a dating app or dating at all but—
“My divorce is about to be final, and my birthday is in less than two weeks…
It’d be nice to have someone’s son keep me comp...
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“I already told you, me and Juice have already decided this is for the best.”
Dating apps and the dating pool in general has pee and a little bit of bleach in it.
I was living in denial and pretending to be okay when really, I was drowning in loneliness.
Ellie
“Ain’t no way in the devil’s playground did my big brother say you could date someone other than him.”
I was divorcing my best friend, the love of my life, and the person I wanted to spend forever with.
Why??????
Made was a television drama series that had heightened my acting career.
leave it to Books to not be on time.
“You got yourself a good one. Ion know how you let it slip.
Brooklin Sky Newsome was everything I could ever have wanted, and needed, in a woman.
Her ass barely came up to my chest, but there wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t enjoy seeing over her cute ass head. I loved the way her light brown skin covered her slim physique.
The perfume she was wearing wasn’t her signature scent that I was used to, but either way, she smelled good enough to have her soul sucked from her body.
I missed waking up to her when I was home or watching her fall asleep with a book that she was fighting to stay awake for.
I had always been a sucker for the way her cheeks flushed when I was turning her on.
I couldn’t believe I’d let Books slip out of my grip, but I damn sure had something up my sleeve.
“Jooks Day is this weekend,” I said. “I know. Surprised you remember, though.”
“Come away with me.”
“So as of this day, I’m asking you, as my wife, to spend one last Jooks Day with me.”
divorcemoon
If there was something I regretted, it was the way I’d asked for a divorce.
I talked about the deed on my podcast: Black Romance and Other Books.
You believe in the fairytales you read in books and don’t mind surrendering.
“Do you want him to change your mind about divorcing him?”
“Books don’t scare me. She can barely reach my chest.”
Knowing Books, she let the overthinking side of her brain get to her.
“See how you do me? I know yo’ ass over there listening to something dirty. One of them nasty books you be reading with your podcast crew.
A book with a stunning cover, featuring a Black couple caught my attention. I knew this book.
Though organization wasn’t my thing I loved to annotate my books. The color purple, whether highlighted or tabbed, meant this was either something random or something I wanted to add to my bucket list.
It was the part in the book where the main male character, Emmett, surprised the main female character, Brielle,
I always imagined I’d end up with a permanent crook in my neck from having to always look up.
His over two-hundred-pound, muscular body was coated in a shade of deep cognac melanin that soothed my soul. And at almost thirty-seven,
this trip is about, is to celebrate the love we have shared and continue to have for one another.
If there was one thing I’d brag about when it came to our relationship, it was that I had successfully turned Juice into a full fledge Harry Potter stan.
Dolores Umbridge was a top tier evil, hating ass, wig wearing toad who was always on some bullshit.
“You wanna fight or you wanna call me baby?”
Rose petals and candles lined the steps leading straight into the downstairs bathroom.
“I ran you a bath. I thought you could relax a little while I fix dinner.”
Above it set a bamboo bathtub caddy. On top of it was a glass of champagne, a bowl of fruit, a small packet of Swedish Fish, and my reading device.
Juice smiled at me. “Can I undress you, Books baby?” His voice was low and sensual,
Either way, in that moment, the answer was a resounding, “Yes.”
Dear God, what have I gotten myself into?
I’d packed an extra hoodie specifically for her. I knew even if she’d
brought her own, she’d find her way into one of mine.
I cut my eyes at her ‘cause I wasn’t sleeping anywhere else but beside her,
before it-that-shall-not-be-named officially happens.”
Harry potter ref lol i love it
“I’m not above avada kedavraing your ass.”
