"everybody has an addiction, mine happens to be you" bxb👨🏽❤️👨🏿🖤

Trey been grindin' since he was a kid. At 23, he tryna leave that street life alone, workin' at a car shop and keepin' his circle small. He don't trust easy, don't talk much, and damn sure don't got time for drama. Zay, 21, is the type to say whatever on his mind. He loud, got a bad attitude, and stay outside-hustlin', fightin', and talkin' shit. He known in the neighborhood for runnin' his mouth and gettin' into trouble.

Marcus moved out of the neighborhood years ago. He got a nice condo in the city, a nice job working with kids. I mean, he can't keep a girl but he was living good. All until his brother ends up in the hospital, bringing him back to the hood and right into a childhood crush he forgot he had.

ꜰʟᴀᴡʟᴇꜱꜱ ᵂⁱᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿʸ ᴵᵐᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

"Some looks say more than words ever could."

Black BxB Love Story🖤 Julian "Cash" Ford move with control, patience, and precision. He watch more than he speak, think before he moves, and stay calculated about every step he takes. Cash is more strategic, and always aware of what's happening around him, even when nobody else notices. Isaiah "Tez" Grant lives off instinct and heat. He quick with his mouth, quicker with his reactions, and naturally draws attention without trying. Tez is a flirt by nature, comfortable with women, comfortable with control, and used to moving how he wants without thinking too hard about the consequences. What starts as business puts them in each other's space more than either one expected. Cash notices something he can't name. Tez keeps moving the same way he always do, oblivious at first, and but then the looks start lasting longer, the silence grows heavier, and the attention begins to feel different than before. Now what started as business turns into something they both don't understand...trust becomes personal, and something neither one of them planned slowly starts to surface.

"Let me get yo' number." I said and he looked back at me with surprise. "Why? You gay?" He asked and I laughed. "Nigga, you my new studio person. I want to stay in contact," I explained and he nodded. "Oh. Cause I could've sworn you were flirtin' wit' me." He muttered and I grinned. "Don't take it to heart, I jus' be bored," I said and he typed in his number. "Well, don't joke wit' me cause I'm really like that." We made eye contact again and a smirk gifted my lips. "Mm," I licked my lips and he bit his. "Bye Tariq. I'll save your number as asshole." He went back to his computer. "And I'll save yours as big ass," he laughed. "See, you provin' my point. Bye." He waved good-bye at me. Asshole: Goodnight ____ It's a lil lame ik buttt Read to find out more !😝😙 Trigger warnings inside the book