A Weekend in LA

A Weekend in LA

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Everyone dreams of getting with their celebrity crush. Who wouldn't want to? You're given the opportunity to meet him or her and what do you do? Talk, take pictures and leave. Unless you're Bahja Simmons She is given the chance to meet her celebrity crush, Jacob Latimore in LA for a weekend. Things start going well and next thing they know, they're in a five star hotel room in a king sized bed. Weeks later Bahja's entire life is changed by a one night stand. Bahja's boyfriend, Jawan back in Mississippi and Jacob's girlfriend Breaunna are clueless of everything. Between all the boyfriends, girlfriends, babies, baby daddies, ex's, parents, lies, and secrets, will Bahja eventually give up on everything? And all because a Weekend in LA
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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