Simply Kareema

Simply Kareema

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It's been four years and it still feels like all eyes are on her. New Girl. It's like Kareema August will never be anything else. Her family moved here in 2015 because her dad was offered a job as the new principal at the local Highschool. So she was forced to leave her home in New York City behind and move to small town in Connecticut called Essex. Being in middle school at the time she loathed the idea of leaving in the middle of the year during the 6th grade. Sixth graders are mean and in a small town, new people are outsiders. As she walks down the hall on the first day of sophomore year, she can still feel it. The feeling of everyone regarding her as someone who doesn't fit in, even though she was star player of the girls lacrosse team and has been dating Class President David Feilds for three years. She still felt it. You don't belong. As if Kareema needed anyone to vocalize it. She thought that to herself at least twice a day. But maybe this feeling didn't come with the move, maybe it was there all along.
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''Tell me how it feels,'' he says. "Good," I gasp, my entire body trembling. Deeper. Harder. Perfect. Like we've been doing this for years. His hand finds my jaw, fingers firm as he tilts my head up, making me look at him. And that's it. Waves of heat zip to my toes as my nails scrape down his back. I don't think about what comes next -- him pulling his shirt on and leaving. I don't feel heartbroken when I imagine myself alone in here. It's casual, our intimacy. And it's too late to renegotiate. ***** When Fox hooks up with his new roommate at a masked club, he has no idea their fling is just the beginning. The woman he's living with is the same girl who shared candy with him under a playground slide. 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 STANDALONE NOVEL *ANGSTY EMOTIONAL SLOW BURN *MEN YEARNING Copyright © 2024-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

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