A lot can happen in five months, but no one could have expected this. Cold, distant and sometimes shallow, Reign never thought she'd ever find a guy to meet her very high standards or her equally high Prada pumps. Per usual, life comes and knocks her right on her ass bringing with it the passionate, arrogant boxer Tobias. Tobias may seem cocky on the outside but once she cracks open his hard exterior piece by piece, she's able to see the real him. But what if it's too late? An interracial story about a private African American college student and a charmingly ignorant Caucasian boxer. Cover by me || Updates every other day.

"Wait!" Stephen called and I puffed out a breath. I stopped but didn't face him, weighing out my options. I could keep going and head home or I could hear him out. Heavy foot steps were heard behind me until I felt a hand on my waist, whipping me around. His apple green eyes scanning me. "I want coffee" he leaned down whispering in my ear. 'Yeah! And I want your head buried between my legs!!' I thought to myself, looking at him like he was half crazy. Is he confused? "Well Steph I'm sure they have coffee here somewhere. I mean it is a grocery store..." I dryly told him. "No, you're misunderstanding me." He pulled my body closer, wrapping both warm arms around my waist. Everything felt right about what was happening, I felt safe in his embrace. His hold was inviting, strong, and protective. Felt like, home. "I want coffee at your kitchen table, after I've explored ever fucking inch of your body.."He kissed my neck so my eyes fluttered shut. Was this real? Did I hear him correctly? "Do you understand?" Stephen asked brushing a calloused thumb over my bottom lip. "Regular or Decaf?" I spoke breathlessly. This man is going to be the death of me. Stephen is just a postman in an over privileged neighborhood.

Little scenarios that find themselves lodged in my brain about NBA players and Harry styles. Welcome to hell, enjoy yourself :)

Kamiya grew up in Harlem where people steal from the old and don't give a damn about the young. After Kamiya's father passed due to a drug overdose she's left with her mother and her bother Tariq. Kamiya has lived a rough life but she still remains in school so she can have a better life and future. When Jermaine comes into her life she realizes that even though she may not have everything she wants at least she has the things that matter . After Jermaine's parents died he was left out on the streets with nothing. He has been out on the streets for his whole life and when Kamiya comes along she try's to help his situation but his pride is too strong and he acts like he doesn't need help. First time doing a J.Cole book , bare with me Copyright © 2015 Msfanfictional June 12th, 2015

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