We've Got Some Growing Up to Do

We've Got Some Growing Up to Do

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 9, 2016
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Ever since King and Ja'Kiya got together their loyalty and love for one another was undeniable. Their relationship was strong from the very beginning and nothing could tear them apart, not even the crazy things going on in their lives. After dealing with the same issues in regards to King's lifestyle and adding their daughter to the mix, Ja'Kiya thinks that it's time to finally grow up and leave the drug game behind. She wants to do what's best for their daughter even if it means leaving King in her past. King, on the other hand, is very hesitant about letting go of the only life he knew, but when he faces serious jail time and losing his family he finally realizes...he's got some growing up to do. * SEQUEL BOOK TO EVERY KING NEEDS A QUEEN *
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"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

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