"You want my help?" I laughed "what's in it for me?"
He smirked circling around me before pulling me closer to him, "You can have whatever you want baby. Just name it."
"If you want me to be your wife," I whispered in his ear "bring me my kid."
"You have a kid?" he asked looking down at me "how? You live on the streets."
"No questions." I replied placing my pointer finger on his pale lips
" Now, do we have a deal?" I asked extending my hand out.
He paused for a second to think.
"We have a deal." He confirmed shaking my hand
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Holiday Heaven (BWWM)
Teen FictionAt the age of eighteen, Sydney was forced out onto the streets. With no money in her pockets and no food Sydney has been wondering around the city barely living. At the brink of starving to death, Sydney meets Ethan Morris; (a 28 year old white man)...
