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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

The smell of steak sizzling is what actually wakes me up. Once I get my eyes open and my mind past the fog of sleepiness, I realize I’m still on my couch. After everything went down last night, Nas and I spent a considerable amount of time talking and drinking wine into the evening. After we’d had a few glasses, he insisted he was good enough to drive home, but I countered and demanded he stay instead of risking a DUI to drive all the way back to Smyrna. I don't remember much after that because the wine kept flowing and the conversation never wavered, but I guess we fell asleep on the couch together. Instead of waking up next to Nas, however, I find him in the kitchen cooking over a hot stove, still wearing yesterday’s clothes.

How does a man so desperately in need of a shower manage to look so good? After fucking me senseless and making me come twice with relative ease, Nas looks refreshed and energetic this morning, gliding back and forth between the stove and sink as he prepares the food we never got to yesterday. The aroma of the steaks cooking in the skillet fills the entire apartment and makes my stomach rumble as I sit up and yawn, suddenly realizing Nas isn't the only one in need of a shower. I look at the clock on my phone and see that I have a couple of hours before I have to be at work, so we’re going to have to make this little breakfast of ours fairly quick so I can have time to get ready and drive to DNJ.

“Good morning,” Nas calls to me over the bar dividing the living room from the kitchen. He smiles as he flips the steaks over, before walking into the living room and offering a hand to help me stand. Once I’m up, he pulls me into a hug and gently kisses me on the forehead, giving me a stomach full of new butterflies.

“Good morning,” I answer, fighting back a grin from the forehead kiss. “Something smells good.”

“Yeah, I figured we should eat this morning since we didn’t get to last night. Well, I ate. I ate well, and it was delicious, but you know what I mean.”

Another flurry of butterflies takes flight in my stomach. “Yeah, I know what you mean.”