Love never fades.
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Last published Thu, Mar 7, 2019
"Derrick don't you dare leave me... you promised..." Jade cried. Derrick was lying there with a bullet wound in his stomach. Jade was holding his hand telling him to stay away. "I promise..." He said lifting his hand and moving a piece of hair out of the way. She smiled at him and tears dropped onto his shirt. "I love you jade..." He started by was stopped by a kiss. The EMT's arrived and loaded him into the Ambulance.
Jade sat in the hospital room. Her parents just left. She sat by his side holding his land the whole time. She sighed and went to the bathroom and started the shower. She stripped and climbs inside. She washed her hair and body. Then climbed out. He was looking about then spotted her. He smiled weakly.
Derrick Masters a Recent promotion to SWAT is living weigh his beautiful girlfriend in a brand new apartment. But when disaster strikes will he keep her close or push her out of harms way...
Jade brooks a author trying to work on a book to launch her career. She is happy living with her boyfriend. After all the disasters. She feels like he's trying to protect her when she can protect herself.
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