For The Love Of My Savage: Quan & Ginger (The Family Saga Book 3) by Antoinette Sherell

Author:Antoinette Sherell [Sherell, Antoinette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-29T22:00:00+00:00

When I got to Gin’s house, her car was parked out front, so I assumed she was home. I knocked for a minute before I realized she might have gotten picked up by that nigga. I didn’t like that ‘cause it meant he knew where she lived and that if he was on some fuck shit, she couldn’t leave on her own. I wished I hadn’t hung up on her and asked more questions to make sure she was good before she went with him. I had to do better.

I did consider her a friend and, fucking or not, I wanted to make sure she was straight when it came to these clowns. Gin was a good girl even though I could tell she had a past. She always caught herself when she started telling me stories from her wild days, but I wouldn’t have judged her. She was being guarded about her mistakes for nothing. I fucked with the woman she was in the present, so none of the old shit she’d done would matter to me. Shit wouldn’t change a thing.

I sat on the porch and decided to wait until she got home. It had been a couple hours, so I figured she’d be home soon. After a half hour passed, I realized a nigga was wrong about that. My mind immediately went to her going with him to his crib or anywhere to fuck. It had been enough time between the last time she was on my dick for her to slide out with another man. I wanted to just leave ‘cause I felt like I was doing too much, but the prideful side of me couldn’t allow that shit. She was choosing him over me, and I was that nigga! Bitches dropped everything for me.

Not Gin’s bullheaded ass, I thought as I rounded the side of her house to grab her trash bin. When I smoked in her room, she made me stand at the window and blow it out. I hated that shit, but now I was glad she enforced that because it was about to be my way in. I rolled her trash bin to her window and hopped on it, easily lifting the window and diving through. I came back out through the front door and placed the trash bin back before going inside to get comfortable.

I took a shower then smoked a blunt while I waited. It had probably only been another half hour, but it left like time was fucking with a nigga or some shit. Finally, I heard her lock turn. She creeped in so slow that I would have sworn she knew I was here, but I had parked down the block. She turned around after locking the door and liked to had a damn heart attack when she saw my silhouette on the couch.

“What the fuck?!” She threw her hand over her chest and jumped back, bumping into the door before her hands went to her knees as she exhaled all dramatically.

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