After spending years in an abusive and draining relationship, Brittany decides to dedicate all of her time attending to herself and her daughter but what she didn't expect was to meet Jazmine Johnson. 

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"It's you" She announced softly

"So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly.

"You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind.

"And that scares you?" I asked but it sounded more like a statement, nonetheless, she still gave me a small nod to confirm my words.

"What's your fear when it comes to us?" I asked softly.

"That you'll hurt me, lie, cheat, change" She replied her voice small and I could tell each word she said held a memory.

"I won't, and I know that's hard for you to believe because of past experiences but I'll prove it, we can move at whatever pace you want to,"

Riptide

I laid there scrolling through my phone answering as many necessary emails as I could knowing I would be busy tomorrow with Spain, which meant I wouldn’t have the time to do so. 


I looked down as she began shifting in my hold, a smile greeting my face as her eyes slowly started to open. 


Soon her sleepy gaze met mine forcing my smile into a grin since she looked completely drained. 


“You fell asleep on the counter,” I announced amused earning a sleepy smile from her as I placed my phone on the nightstand. 


“I’m not sure I can walk,” she mumbled making me laugh. 


“I can still taste you,” I told her truthfully and she grinned throwing her leg over mine. 


“Thank you for putting on my bonnet,” she replied obviously wanting to change the topic and I allowed her to. 


“Are you free tomorrow?” she asked her hand moving to my cheek, her thumb moving slowly against my skin. 


“No, I got things to do tomorrow,” 


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