Cherries & Smoke Rings
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When it comes to feelings, they both escaped. After all feelings were never their game. Feelings? What are they? For him - his worst nightmare. For her - bleeding scars. They both have turned their backs on each other, and turning again, seems harmful. To the sequel of Strawberries & Cigarettes (Abby's Tale) :
Once again, for the love of all.
Meet Richard Kinclaid, the most skilled basketball player you'd ever encounter. Bad to the bone, he's your worst nightmare which will drag you from home.
Meet Allison Thomas, a new athlete, one of the most celebrated authors one will ever encounter. She's the actress in the black dress, taking away your nights with a smile on her face.
They're long gone and they're not coming back together but that doesn't mean they're not interested in each other's lives. After all mystery and secrets have always been their forte...
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A scent. A scar. A slow-burning fucking romance dressed as nostalgia. It started with a fruit. Not love, not sex - a goddamn strawberry. The kind that looks like it's been kissed by every shade of red your childhood never had. He didn't share it. Didn't speak of it. Just tasted it once, and carried the ache ever since. Years later, she walked in - smelling exactly like that forgotten sweetness. Not perfume. Not fantasy. Just... truth. Sharp, quiet, terrifying truth. The kind that crawls under your skin and whispers remember me when you least want to. He lied to her face. About himself. About the million ways he'd already started unraveling. But she knew. Women like her always know. She stared at him like sin dressed in judgment - and touched his wrist like she already owned his pulse. And he? He was fucked. Because she wasn't just beautiful. She was red. That memory. That craving. And no matter how much he pretended to be in control - she was already in his bloodstream. This isn't a love story. It's a slow possession. By scent. By memory. By her. And it ends exactly how it starts - with him on his knees, and her smelling like fucking strawberries.
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