LOVING HIM

LOVING HIM

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Romance
Some say you fall in love once in a lifetime. I believe that until I met him. He wasn't the kind of guy girls wrote poems about. He wasn't the best athlete or the most brilliant student. He was quiet. Guarded. A calm storm with no warning. And I... well I was not supposed to care. we lived worlds apart at Maple Hill High School. I had my best grades, friends, and future plans. He had his phones, sketchbook and his world of secrets. But on one afternoon in the library, everything changed. That's the thing about falling in love .... you never see it coming. And I fell So HARD This is the story of how I loved, lost and learned what it meant to find someone... and my self.
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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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