My Hustle and Lover: COMPLETED ✅

Chapter 22

Probably the next couple of chapters are going to be in Samir POV because I feel a little more comfortable writing that way but just let me know if you want August's or any other chapters POV added I have no problem with that.

Samir POV

"You love me ?" He asked.

My mind went blank as my mouth got dry.

Say something Samir !

His eyes moved back and forth really fast looking over my face. I didn't know what to say. I can't take it back now it's already been said and honestly I didn't want to take it back.

I love August Anthony Raines.

"Yes...I love you Auggie."

The look on his face was once again unreadable.

"Sammy...Mama...I-"

"It's ok if you don't feel the same way." I said just above a whisper.

I played with my fingers as I stared down into my lap.

"Sammy look me at."

Taking a deep breath I looked over at him waiting for him to talk.

"Baby don't look like dat. You know Imma man of my word and I'll never lie to ya. I care about you a lot don't ever doubt dat. But I never been in love so I don't know what it feels like. You da first woman I've ever shared my thoughts and emotions with. Over da past couple months you've seen me at my lowest and I'm grateful for dat and you. But Mama I can't tell you I love you."

I eyes watered as I listened to him talk. This wasn't going my way at all.

"Til I know I can love you da right way."

Hearing him say that made my feel a little better.

"I understand August."

"Just gimme time Mama."

"Okay"

We sat there a few more seconds before he pulled off from the curb with Trish and the guys behind us.

Do you see what I mean though ? I just want him to know I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. I love him and I'm willing to way until his ready.

You love somebody enough you'll wait.

I watched him as he focused on the road. I find myself getting lost in my thoughts when it comes to August. He's so not what I'm use to. The way he talks , walks , when he angry I'm not use to none of it but I'm glad he's mine because he's been teaching a lot of things even if he doesn't know it. Like lifting my head up when someone is talking to me , never let anyone intimidate me , and speak up for myself .

Growing up with Traci and Michael along with a mother like mine you want to be invisible so you learn how to stay invisible. Stay quiet , speak only when spoken too and learn how to deal with the fact that you'll always come last even when you put them first.

The car had come to a stop when I looked out the window I seen we were at the cemetery. The same cemetery we buried Melvin in.

Looking over at August he was staring at his hands.

"Auggie..."

"Mama I feel like I need dis. I never got da chance to say bye to my brudda. I think owe him dat much."

I reached over grabbing his hand giving it a squeeze.