September 19, 2014
Helena, Alabama
Pink and pouty lips.
Moving against mine.
Brown eyes, beautiful browns.
Boring into mine.
Two souls, one body.
"I love you, Brandon."
Love me. Love me. Love me.
Love me!
I shot straight up on the couch, drenched in sweat.
Bruce Almighty was playing on the television; it was the part where he was trying to use his "God" powers to make Grace love him.
"Love me?" If only I had the powers of the almighty.
I rubbed my hand over my face, scratching my semi-beard. Looking at the old grandfather clock next to the T.V., I saw it was just past three.
Christ. It was noon when I laid down.
I hadn't slept well these past few weeks; every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face. Liv, like she was right there in front of me.
What kind of powers did she have?
"Rise and shine, big guy!" Noah barrels through the front door.
"What the hell are you doin' here?" Despite Liam being back home, Noah was still at my house more often than not.
Noah's eyes were bursting with excitement.
"I gotta plan, and I promise you, Bran, it'll work."
I've spent the entire last week trying to come up with a way to make Liv see how great we would be together, only coming up with null.
And now Noah thinks he's come up with the plan?
"No way," I shake my head
"No way?" Noah follows me into the kitchen.
"There's no way you've come up with something I haven't thought of already."
Kidnaping.
Kidnaping.
Oh, what's that last one again?
Right. Kidnaping.
"Oh, but I have, big Cuz... Flowers."
"Flowers?"
"Flowers," He repeats, nodding his head for emphasis.
He's lost his fucking mind.
"I told you to stop smoking that shit." Noah fake laughs, beating his hands on the granite countertop of the island.
"You're so...funny. Funny, funny guy."
"Bada-boom, bada-bing," I say dryly, grabbing a bottled water from the fridge.
"Ok, first of all, I love your humor, Bran, don't ever change. Second of all, I will never stop smoking, and third of all, this plan is calmer and more apt to work."
"So that's your whole plan? Flowers?"
"What more do we need? Women love pretty things."
"Liv's not the type to be bought."
"How do you know, she's practically a stranger to you."
"That's the thing, though... She's not. I feel like I've known her my entire life-,"
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Reed (Book 2, Southern Royals Saga)
Mystery / ThrillerIs it betrayal if it's something you really want? Brandon Reed knew pain from a young age. He also knew betrayal. His uncle instilled in him to never trust anyone but his own. Most importantly: Never trust a Walker. Liv Walker caught his heart at ag...
