Don't talk, just read. First of all, I have to be honest with you, readers. I lied-when I told you I was gonna' finish that other story. Can you read? Just for tonight. Or maybe we can do something like eat popcorn and drink water or thirst after DeVante Swing as a group? Slide your finger across the page, baby. Let the book feel you. You read so sexy and so good. © 𝐣𝐜𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦 ┊ the practice of taking someone else's work or ideas and passing them off as one's own. 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ≠ 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘴𝘴. ㋡

"we fell in love the way you fall in leaves." Juwan "Rocky" Rockwell has had a pretty hard life. Between trying to find a way to fend for himself and dealing with the normal hardships of teenage angst, he had nowhere to turn as an adolescent and no time for anything other than taking care of himself. Having been set on survival rather than love itself, Juwan, now twenty-four years old, is ready for a change. He just hasn't realized it yet. Quinn Campbell, a woman accustomed to the moderately luxurious lifestyle that her parents immersed her in, has been passive all of her life. Having been torn between parents who are both demanding and have been divorced since she was nine years old, trying to find her way in the world as an adult has proven to be challenging especially since her overbearing parents have been making decisions for her since birth. One morning, on a whim, she finally decides that it's time to take control of her life. The first step is finding a change in scenery. Who ever would've thought that the second step would be becoming smitten with a man who claimed to never have had a heart? [based on "falling in leaves" from my book of one shots.]