"Do you remember what I confessed to you tonight?" Jakobe whispered. Nakida closed her eyes. His deep, even voice shook her to her core. "Yes," she swallowed hard. "What did I say?" he pressed. When she opened her eyes, she was instantly lost in the depths of his open blue gaze. "That you loved me,
No One Can Love You Like I Can
โ Scribed by Christine Gray
- Publisher
- Sullivan Group Publishing, LLC
- Year
- 2016
- Tongue
- English
- Series
- No One Can Love You Like I Can
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
โฆ Synopsis
""Man, you need to let that go. I'm telling you... you won't be able to pull yourself back from that one...trust me." Jakobe tilted his head. He became real serious. "Are you speaking from experience?" "No! I know my limits," replied Major. Every step he took to reach Nakida across the room, his friend's warning seemed to repeat in Jakobe's mind about him just leaving her alone. He had to admit, this woman was more woman than any he had fucked around with before. She might not have the same number of zeros in her checking account as he did, but the way she handled herself with him would make a person think otherwise. She had a strength about her that said she was near unbreakable. Even still, he knew there was a variability about her that she chose to hide. There was a sadness, a longing that she hid behind her cold smile. Her intelligence was almost blinding to behold. Jakobe pushed down the voice that rose its ugly head to tell him that he was out of his depth. The voice said that she wasn't going to take his shit. The voice that said that this woman would be able to see with her sharp eyes, the man underneath the riches. It said that she might be the one to actually touch his heart.|""Man, you need to let that go. I'm telling you... you won't be able to pull yourself back from that one...trust me." Jakobe tilted his head. He became real serious. "Are you speaking from experience?" "No! I know my limits," replied Major. Every step he took to reach Nakida across the room, his friend's warning seemed to repeat in Jakobe's mind about him just leaving her alone. He had to admit, this woman was more woman than any he had fucked around with before. She might not have the same number of zeros in her checking account as he did, but the way she handled herself with him would make a person think otherwise. She had a strength about her that said she was near unbreakable. Even still, he knew there was a variability about her that she chose to hide. There was a sadness, a longing that she hid behind her cold smile. Her intelligence was almost blinding to behold. Jakobe pushed down the voice that rose its ugly head to tell him that he was out of his depth. The voice said that she wasn't going to take his shit. The voice that said that this woman would be able to see with her sharp eyes, the man underneath the riches. It said that she might be the one to actually touch his heart.
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