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Agoraphobia has plagued me since the young, immature age of fourteen.
“Your pussy is thanking me. That’s what the fuck is going on,” Ledge snarled as he tapped my center with his hand, bringing more of the waterworks.
My heart was full and my brain was overstimulated. The hatred and the animosity I expected to find here was lost on smiling faces, kind hearts, and pure curiosity. There was no malice to be managed and no love that was lost.
“Ledge. Is he mean and ugly and cruel?” “He’s none of those things.” “So, why are you punishing him as if he is?”
He didn’t hurt you, Halo. Stop treating him like he did.”
I couldn’t shake the unnerving feeling that the lucky man I’d congratulated was more than likely me.
“The furthest thing from hate, I promise. She’s just different and needs someone who understands that, understands her.” “I don’t, not yet. But, I will.” “That’s all that matters.”
I’d go to the ends of the earth for Ever and she knows it.
“That’s all that matters, really. There’s nothing in this world that makes me happier than my wife. Coming home to a house full of brats, showering me with love, and then a wife willing to bend over backward for me,” he whistled, “Nothing like it. Paradise.”
“When you give me the chance, I’m going to love you down pretty lady, until your heart can’t take anymore.”
The world doesn’t deserve her. She was rare, celestial. Incredible. There was no way someone had mistreated such a pure heart. I wouldn’t believe it and I knew that I wouldn’t sleep too well at night until they paid for their sickness.
“At this point, I’m locked in, aight? Like, locked the fuck in. And, I’d kill anything moving about you and this little one.” I pointed to her stomach while pausing.
It was necessary for me to protect her heart and her body from all hurt, harm, and danger. That included her pussy. My pussy.
Keeping my dick to myself would be a problem. Keeping my seeds from floating in her womb would be a problem. Keeping her belly from poking out each year would be a problem. Honestly, it was hers and not mine because no pussy on the planet had any business being that fucking spectacular. How could she blame me for anything that happened after this point?
“I’m the sorry one. I’m sorry that life has been so unkind to you. I’m sorry that you had to suffer for so long. I’m sorry that you’ve had to face this all by yourself. I’m sorry that your grandmother passed. I’m sorry that there was no one around to protect you. I’m sorry that you had such a shitty childhood. I’m sorry that the sickness of someone else forever altered your world and the perception of the world in its entirety.”
“I’m sorry that you’re afraid and always scared. I’m sorry that you haven’t become the girl that you’re yearning to be. I’m sorry that you spent most of your pregnancy alone. I’m sorry that I didn’t come sooner. I’m sorry, Halo.”
There wasn’t room for question or doubt in my mind. She was it for me. This was it for me.
“I just know that you’re part of me, now. You’re embedded. Your name, etched right on my heart. And, for the rest of my life, I want to keep loving on you, keep falling in love with you. Soon as you’re all better and feeling like yourself again after giving me the greatest gift ever, I’m locking it down for life. I’m telling you now so don’t freak out on me, pretty lady. Tell ya’ nigga yes when he asks you to marry him. Alright?”
“Trust. I want to trust more and think a little less.
I have a wife and at all times she will be respected. Whether she’s beside me or not. Any motherfucker that can’t respect her doesn’t belong in my presence. It’s as simple as that.
He’s… he’s gone? I ached inside out. Everywhere, it hurt. He’s gone?
“Our love. Halo, in any lifetime, I’d choose you. I’m just asking you to choose me for this one. Be my wife.”
This was my person and I was his. Whatever I faced, I never wanted to do it without him.