Just Like You

Just Like You

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Xianna was brought up in a lifestyle of fast cars, fast money, and illegal luxury. Due to going through troubles in her first and last serious relationship, she figured there was no room for love in her life right now. After a year of being single and celibate she met a man named Carter in a convenience store. Xianna ran into him multiple times before deciding to give him a chance. While getting to know him she quickly realized he had the same goals, the same lifestyle, and the same qualities as her. He was just like her and she was just like him. Would this make for a perfect relationship or would the two be too much alike for their own good?
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Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

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