(Book 1)
Lanae Roberts moves out of her hometown after her mother was killed by gang members. She leaves without contacting most of her family members and friends, including Omari, a family friend that she has grown feelings for.
After three years...
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"Son?" I heard my mom call out causing me to gazed up at her. "Lanae just went to get your prescriptions."
"Aight." I nodded my head before popping the last cinnamon pretzel in my mouth.
"You know you're about to be hot when you walk outside, right?"
I chuckled. "Yeah. I'm only wearin' this hot shi- I mean stuff 'cause it's super brick in here."
"Its brick? Is it that New York slang again?" My mama asked.
I held my laugh in as I nodded my head, "Yes, ma. Brick just mean cold."
"That makes sense." She mumbled as she took a seat in the chair next to mine. She sighed before nodding her head in Lanae's direction. "I love her, son. She's so sweet and gorgeous."
I looked over at Lanae with a smile on my face. She was patiently waiting on a nurse to bring her my medicine. I turned my attention back to my mom, "Yeah, I love her too."
"I know you do. You make sure you keep her happy and never let her go because she is a strong young woman."
"I'm not plannin' to let her go ever." I honestly said. "I don't think I'll be able to."
My mama smiled at me, "Good. Don't do anything to mess this up either, understand?"
"Dang, mama." I chuckled. "You just know imma fuck up, huh?"
"No. I know you wouldn't do anything to intentionally hurt Lanae, but I know how women can be."
"I do too, ma. You ain't got nothing to worry about tho' because I don't talk to that many women. My circle is small, believe it or not."
