Life (Sequel to THE STYLIST)

Life (Sequel to THE STYLIST)

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Tristan Wade- Beckham now the grown man entering his first year of playing pro and fatherhood .He's learning how to balance adult hood at 22. With the past trynna leach off his new fame Will he fold under presser or come out ontop ? Sonny Beckham is aware of the fame that comes with his name. from girls wanting to be his and guys wanting to hang with him . his life is never at a halt. but when he falls for a young girl will he be able to tone down his stardom or will he allow his head to come between the two? Odell waiting on his last bundle of joy to arrive while trying to end his last year pro as an all star . Juggling still being dad of the year as well .what could go wrong?
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!!!!!!!!THIS BOOK IS PRIVATE FOR THE FIRST HALF SO FOLLOW ME TO START FROM THE BEGINNING!!!!!!!! "So she's pregnant huh?" I said. I wanted to cry so badly. "Nay if you let me-"I started throwing questions at him left and right. How long have you been hiding this? What did you think was gonna happen? You thought I would never know? You think you can play me like this. "Well I don't fuck with you no more Odell." "What do you mean?" "Just what I said. Keep your little skinny model bitch. I don't want you." Then I went to the bathroom and went through my drawer. When I came back he was still sitting on the couch. I threw the pregnancy test at him. "Hope you feel like shit." I said. I could tell he felt like total shit. "Nay-" "I'm good. You can get the fuck out." " Nay please-" "Get out or I'm calling the police." He left in surrender. But I knew he would come back. The question was, did I want him to.

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