chapter one

chapter one

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MEET THE CURRY'S Hi im stephen curry i have a great wife ayesha and three great, smart girls Rachel, riley and ryan. Hi im ayesha curry as you know i have a NBA basket ball player and a father to his kids and handsome husband. HI guys im rachel curry and i have the best nba father and my mom and my two little sisters riley and ryan i love them all im in high school and im going to play for the wnba like my dad. Hi im riley curry and the second oldest and i have the best mom and my dad is draymond green my moms ex boyfriend but i still never saw him for a long time but i still love him i also have a step sister and a little sister but we still love each other.
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"Wait!" Stephen called and I puffed out a breath. I stopped but didn't face him, weighing out my options. I could keep going and head home or I could hear him out. Heavy foot steps were heard behind me until I felt a hand on my waist, whipping me around. His apple green eyes scanning me. "I want coffee" he leaned down whispering in my ear. 'Yeah! And I want your head buried between my legs!!' I thought to myself, looking at him like he was half crazy. Is he confused? "Well Steph I'm sure they have coffee here somewhere. I mean it is a grocery store..." I dryly told him. "No, you're misunderstanding me." He pulled my body closer, wrapping both warm arms around my waist. Everything felt right about what was happening, I felt safe in his embrace. His hold was inviting, strong, and protective. Felt like, home. "I want coffee at your kitchen table, after I've explored ever fucking inch of your body.."He kissed my neck so my eyes fluttered shut. Was this real? Did I hear him correctly? "Do you understand?" Stephen asked brushing a calloused thumb over my bottom lip. "Regular or Decaf?" I spoke breathlessly. This man is going to be the death of me. Stephen is just a postman in an over privileged neighborhood.

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