Hey everyone!! The latest Love, Life, & Happiness spin-off, Believe In Love, is coming next week! Can’t wait to read an excerpt from the book? Well, you all are in luck! Here is an excerpt of the first chapter of the story from Cheryl’s POV (this excerpt does contain explicit language).
Growing up, I always remembered my grandmother saying, “Your life is what you make of it.” At first, I always wondered what she meant by that, but as I got older, I knew the concept behind the phrase. Especially now as I’m adjusting to everything that’s happening to me.
A few years ago, I never imagined my life to be where it is today. Honestly, I didn’t think I would see another day with how my life was heading. From being abused both mentally and physically, I was able to know my worth and overcame all the negativity that I was facing. Now, I’m married to a wonderful man, have two beautiful children, and is fulfilling my dream in becoming a surgeon. I never thought it would be possible, but by the grace of God, I was able to see my dreams come true.
But is my life as perfect as I imagined it to be? Not by a long shot. With goals, they also come with obstacles that could discourage you from fulfilling them. I have endured several tests in my life to get to where I’m at. I thought they were over, but of course they never are.
I slowly rose out of bed to see the sunlight shining through my bedroom window. I looked over to see the bathroom light on and heard the water from the shower turning off, realizing that my husband, Marcus, was at home. I gave a tiny smile, glad that he was.
Since he resigned from his accounting job and decided to become a full-time club owner, I barely see him at home. The clubs that he co-owns with his brother Shawn, and cousin-in-law Jayden, is doing so well that they decided to open two new clubs in Atlanta. One is a 2,000 square foot club, which they opened almost five months ago, and their recent venture is a coffee house, which is something Marcus and Shawn always wanted to open. Between him going back and forth to Atlanta, and being in Baker and Houston, I’m starting to wonder if he’ll be at home for more than two days. I hope so, because I really miss him being at home when I do see him because my schedule isn’t any better. With my residency, I’m barely at home myself, so it seems as if we’re more roommates than husband and wife since we’re always missing each other.
The door opened, and Marcus walked out wearing only a towel. My heart started racing as I glanced at his hard, mocha chest. I slowly bit my lip, wishing I had time to rip that towel off of him and ride him senseless. But I only had an hour until I was going back to the hospital. Damn it!
He looked over at me and gave a sexy smile, which made me rethink my schedule. I could be late a minute or two. Or more.
I gave a wide grin as Marcus came over to me. “What’s with the wide grin?”
“I’m just happy to see my husband this morning.”
“Really, it is nice to see you in the morning, since you’re normally at the hospital.”
He leaned over, and his lips connected with mines. He gave a slight tug, and my pussy throbbed. Yeah, I’m going to be late.
“Did Kevin bring the kids back?” I whispered as I quickly tugged on his towel. It fell to the floor, exposing all of Marcus’ goodness. Damn, I missed him.
“Not yet, but he’s on his way.” Marcus whispered. His lips went to my neck, giving me gentle kisses down my collarbone. Since the two of us are always gone, my siblings, Kevin and Elise have been helping with taking care of Troian and Preston. Although I hate not being able to see them on a regular basis, hopefully all of my hard work will pay off so they could have a better life. I felt guilty before I started the program, but I really have been feeling it more recently, because I don’t want to make the same mistakes as my mother, Jackie did, when I was growing up. She was barely there for me, so I don’t want that to rub off on my kids, especially when they get older, because that will always be installed in them. Trust me, I know.
Even though I was on-call, I decided to come home to see if Kevin would had brought the kids back, but I guess I ended up falling asleep.
“Hopefully, I’ll see them before I leave again.” I said as I pulled Marcus to me. He pulled up my sleep-shirt as his fingers played with my clit. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel as I laid down on the bed.
“He was going to bring them back last night, but I told him not to since you were asleep.”
I looked into Marcus’ gray eyes and sighed. “I really do hate this. I don’t want my kids to think we’re neglecting them.”
Marcus slowly sighed. “I know. That’s why I need to cut back on going to the clubs. One of us needs to be here.”
“But you still need to get the coffee house together.”
“I know, but I’m a parent first. The Phoenix in both Baker and Houston are running themselves and the Atlanta club is quickly thriving. I need to be at home more.”
“I should too.”
“And you will once your residency is over. We both agreed that you’ll get through it and I’ll take care of home.”
“Baby, I know it’s hard, but it’ll be worth it once it’s over.”
“Even if my kids barely see me?”
Marcus swept some hair away from my face and sighed. “What if they get older and realize that we weren’t at home when they were growing up? That could make them hate us. I can’t have them go through what I went through growing up.”
“And they won’t. Baby, you are a good mother, so don’t ever forget that.”
“How am I when I only see them for a few hours a week?”
Marcus gave me a kiss on the forehead and I sighed. “You’re not Jackie, Cher. Don’t ever compare yourself to her, okay.”
Although Marcus was saying the right things, it wasn’t making me feel any better.
“Not in the mood now, huh?” he asked.
I shook my head and he gave me a hug. “It’s okay. Besides, I have to make a call to Nisha to find out if the liquor shipment came in,” he said. He cupped my chin and gave me a slow, yet sexy kiss. He caressed my clit, teasing me while kissing the tip of my earlobe.
“If only we didn’t have a busy day today, I would have you cumming in every position possible.”
I pulled him down on me and spread my legs to invite him in. I grabbed onto him, feeling his hardness as I stroked him. I haven’t had sex with my husband in almost two weeks, so this was long overdue.
He slowly found his way in me while giving me gentle kisses to my neck and chest.
“Two weeks is too damn long, baby,” he whispered.
My heart was still racing as we slowly found our groove together. My nails clawed his back as I titled my head. This felt too damn good, that’s why I knew this wasn’t going to last. My thoughts became true when my pager started beeping on the nightstand. I closed my eyes, wishing I could throw that piece of metal out the window.
“Ignore it, please.” Marcus whispered.
I wanted to, but I knew it was important. “I can’t baby.”
“Fuck,” Marcus sighed.
He held me as the pager continued to go off. The doorbell began ringing as well as we knew it was Kevin and the kids.
“I guess it wasn’t happening anyway,” he said.
I gave a tiny smile as Marcus gave me another kiss on my forehead. He quickly got up and found some clothes that were on the armchair. I had to quickly get ready so I could make my way to the hospital, but I had to see my kids before I go. Even if it was for a quick second, at least they were going to see me.
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Happy Sunday everyone!!! As some of you may know, Our Love was the second book I released almost two years ago. Due to mixed reviews and several changes, I decided to take the book off of major sites. Now, the story might be re-released (once I receive the OK from my publisher). I have been working on it so in case I do get the official word, I can put the story back on several sites.
For the time being, here is a sample from the story when the main characters, Charlie and Michael, meet for the first time. This chapter is also from Michael’s POV.
Once I do receive the word, you all will be the first to know when it’s available for purchase. 🙂
“Why do I bother coming to school?” I asked my friend Chris Matthews as I got out of my BMW 528i.
“Because you have to,” he quipped, hopping out of the passenger seat.
I started walking through the crowded parking lot of Belmont High and looked around at the same faces, wondering if anything would ever change. It’s hard being the most popular guy in school. I’m not being cocky about it; it’s how people have labeled me. As soon as I got here, I was considered the guy everyone liked. I participated in every activity Belmont offered, and I was captain of the football and basketball teams, along with being the student body president. And I still had time to maintain a 4.0 GPA. I’m not trying to brag, but there is also a list going around school, claiming I’m the hottest guy at Belmont. So, I guess I’m living the good life, huh? I am, but it gets old quickly.
As Chris and I walked to the quad, three girls who looked like sophomores came up to us. They wore huge grins on their faces.
“Hi, Michael,” they greeted in unison.
“Hey,” I said.
As I continued walking, the girls started breathing erratically, just because I said hi to them. That’s what I had a problem with: It felt like I was a freaking celebrity around here when I was just an average 17-year-old senior.
“I don’t get you, man. Girls are throwing themselves at you, and you don’t even notice,” Chris said.
“I notice. I’m just not interested.”
“Still having issues with Danielle, huh?”
I looked at him and rolled my eyes.
Danielle Peterson is my ex-girlfriend. We’d dated since freshman year and then all of a sudden, this year, she broke up with me. Rumor has it that she’s dating some guy at our rival school, Bridgewall, but it’s not like I really cared. I was going to talk to her about our relationship anyway. It seemed like nothing was the same anymore, because Danielle always thought she should be the center of attention. I hate that in a girl. It’s good to be confident in yourself, but it’s annoying when taken to the extreme. I guess that’s why girls have been throwing themselves at me; the whole school knows about the breakup. Belmont isn’t a big school, but word travels fast.
“No, I’m not still on Danielle. I’m glad things are over between us.”
“Really? You and Danielle were the perfect couple. You two had everyone around here wishing they could be like you.”
I laughed and sat down on one of the benches in the center of the quad.
“From now on, Chris, don’t mention her name to me, okay?”
I looked at him and sighed. “Real funny.”
As I looked around at how beautiful the day was, I noticed someone I’d never seen walk toward the building. She was gorgeous with long, dark brown hair that fell to the upper part of her back, honey-colored skin, and nice long legs. From the side, I could tell she had a body on her. She turned her head, then looked straight at me. I looked at her with a grin so huge, it showed all my teeth. She gave me a sexy smile and walked into the building.
“Who was that?” Chris asked, curiously.
“I don’t know, but I’m about to find out.”
I got up from the bench and ran into the building. I had to find her, whoever she was. I practically ran into five people in the crowded hallway before I saw her turn the corner toward the principal’s office. I caught up with her just before she opened the door.
“Hello,” I greeted the beautiful girl in front of me.
“Hey. Were you outside a minute ago?”
“Yeah, I was.”
“My, my, you move fast,” she replied in a sexy tone.
“I do when I’m interested in something. Or someone.”
The girl smiled and moved away from the office door.
“Why have I never seen you here?”
“I don’t know. Maybe because I blend in well with the student body,” she said, smiling.
“No way. I would remember every part of you.”
She looked at me and rolled her eyes. “If that was supposed to be a pick-up line, you need to try harder.”
“No, it was not. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that. I guess it came out wrong.”
Her expression softened a little after I apologized. I could tell she was feeling me, just like I was feeling her.
“It’s okay. Actually, this is my first day here.”
When she said those words, I realized that I had seen her at football games. She was a cheerleader at Parker.
“Now that you said that, I have seen you around. You were a cheerleader at Parker, weren’t you?”
She looked nervous when I mentioned Parker. I guess she would since Belmont and Parker hate each other.
“Correct; head cheerleader to be exact.”
“Michael Collier,” I said, extending my hand to her.
“Charlie Perry,” the beautiful girl replied. She placed her soft hand into mine. The look she gave me made me want to know more about the mystery girl named Charlie.
“Thanks. Usually, people wonder why my parents named me that.”
“Well, since you’re new here, I could show you around campus if you want.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
The school bell rang, and everyone rushed to get to first period. Fine time for the bell to ring! I looked at Charlie; she smiled and put her hand on the doorknob.
“I’d better go so I can get my schedule.”
“See you around, Charlie.”
“I hope so,” she replied as she went into the office.
I watched her go inside with a longing look. Then, I turned around and walked to class.
Maybe Charlie was the change I’d been looking for.