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Chapters (58)
  1. Full Page Image
  2. Contents
  3. Copyright
  4. Important Note:
  5. ~ Ground Zero ~
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. ~ Absolutely ~
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. ~ Someone To Feed It ~
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. ~ I’ve Got You Now ~
  24. Chapter Sixteen
  25. Chapter Seventeen
  26. Chapter Eighteen
  27. Chapter Nineteen
  28. Chapter Twenty
  29. Chapter Twenty-One
  30. Chapter Twenty-Two
  31. ~ Him ~
  32. Chapter Twenty-Three
  33. Chapter Twenty-Four
  34. Chapter Twenty-Five
  35. Chapter Twenty-Six
  36. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  37. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  38. ~ As I Fall ~
  39. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  40. Chapter Thirty
  41. Chapter Thirty-One
  42. Chapter Thirty-Two
  43. Chapter Thirty-Three
  44. Chapter Thirty-Four
  45. Chapter Thirty-Five
  46. Chapter Thirty-Six
  47. ~ The Luckiest Girl In The World ~
  48. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  49. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  50. Two Months Later
  51. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  52. Chapter Forty
  53. Chapter Forty-One
  54. Chapter Forty-Two
  55. Six Months Later
  56. Chapter Forty-Three
  57. Acknowledgments
  58. Also by WS Greer

“Yeah, but it wasn’t always books. He used to write poetry and music back then. Somewhere along the line he decided to give books a try, and it was so good it got him an agent and a book deal right out of the gate. He’s always been very talented.”

“Wait, Left of the Slash was the first book he ever wrote?” I chime in now, shocked that the first book I ever read from Nathan Booker was actually the first book he ever wrote.

“It sure was,” a deep voice answers, almost scaring us before we realize the voice isn’t Keisha’s. The group turns to find Nathan Booker standing behind my couch with an adorable grin on his face.

“Oh my god,” I nearly shout when I spin around and see him. He’s so good looking it should be a crime, and now that he's this close to me, I don’t know how I’m supposed to act. My breathing becomes erratic and my body temperature skyrockets as beads of sweat form on my head.

“Hi, everybody,” Nathan says as he waves to our group, just as he did with the audience downstairs, and everyone waves and says hello in response. Giggles and blushing cheeks spread throughout the group like they're contagious.

His presence is like an alien standing amongst us. Everyone stares up at him with awe-stricken faces, and when I glance at each person in our group, they’re all mesmerized. Even Shay, who’s been happily married for six years, stares up at Nathan like he’s a demigod.

There’s something about him that can’t be pinpointed. He’s roughly six-feet tall with broad shoulders, but it’s not his size that commands attention. It’s his energy. Simply standing behind my couch, Nathan gives off something ethereal that makes you frown and tilt your head to the side, wondering what it is about him that is drawing you in. It’s like we can all tell that there’s the public version of Nathan Booker, but deep down there’s something else, and we all want to know what it is. My darkness awakens with his presence. I feel it open its eyes and blink away its sleepiness as Nathan smiles at us.

“Ladies, may I present to you, my good friend Nathan Booker,” Keisha says, presenting the author like a new car.