"What I got to do to get some pussy?" I asked her and she just stared at me. "We're back to this shit." She said rolling her eyes and I chuckled. "I'm for real let a nigga know." I told her sitting up looking into her eyes which sat low cuh she was fucked up. "30 days." She said and I looked at her confused. "What?" "Show me your worth my pussy." She said leaving me still confused and I guess she knew cuh she went on. "No kissing, feeling, or no sexual intercourse with me or any other bitch for 30 days." She told me making me laugh. "I'm serious." She said as I still laughed. "Is yo shit even that good?" I asked her already knowing the answer. "Hell yeah if it wasn't you wouldn't have ate it and still came back for more." She said and I chuckled and shook my head thinking about this shit. "So a month with no pussy or head from Nobody? And if I do, I can do whatever I want to you?" I asked her then bitting my bottom lip thinking about it. "Yep." She said nodding her head and poring us both shots. "Deal." I told her and she smiled. I grabbed my shot and we tapped our shots together then threw them down our throat.

Sapphire's a person who needs more love in her life. Her heart has been broken so much. She doesn't want to be around anymore men. Will she let Chris Brown in? Or will he be like all the other men? Read to find out. Copyright © 2013 Msfanfictional

*thinking of a new description* This is a CHRIS BROWN fan fiction.....

Three words was all it took and she blew it. She had one job, and that was to keep her mouth shut. He told her two words, wanna guess what it was? Editing Cred: @YoungTiller

Those butterflies you feel in your stomach comes from me, but you fail to realize it because you're selfish. You deny that you want me, but I know that you do. You smile the pain away, but I see right through it. You're broken, but you refuse to show it. Why? Because you, my love, are selfish.

I never even imagined something like this happening. It was never something that crossed my mind. We were just friends. But now, we're not. We're more than that. We share a love that is mutual. A love that is strong. A love that is.. Different. My lover is my BESTFRIEND.

This is a pure example of how love can come when, where, how, and with who you least expect it to. Copyright © No part of this book can be reproduced in any way or form. Except for the inclusion of brief quotations in review with out written consent/permission from the authors. Aquila Clark, Yasmina Saint-Jean. All Rights reserved. (Lady_Breezy, FrenchieHeaux)

There were two words that stuck out to me. Kɨʟʟ ɦɛʀ.