Geek Chic (Bleacke Shifters Book 2) by Richardson Lesli

Author:Richardson, Lesli [Richardson, Lesli]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Paranormal Romance
Published: 2014-10-25T04:00:00+00:00

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Nami drove home in a daze, still unable to process everything that had happened to her that day.

She wanted more from her life. She wanted happiness.

She wanted Beck.

She’d be lying if she denied it.

But what about Da’von?

Then again, her brother was nineteen. Not many more months until he turned twenty. He was getting good grades, studying hard. Maybe having someone stable in his life like Beck would be a good thing. Having an extended family with a positive influence.

How’s he going to react to a man in my life?

To be fair, her divorce wasn’t totally the fault of her ex-husband, Michael. Yes, he’d been ill-prepared to deal to raise three children that weren’t his. And Da’von hadn’t made it easy on Michael. He was old enough to realize the man wasn’t his father, but was going to compete for his affection with Nami.

She hadn’t fought the divorce, either. Especially since Michael had paid for it, and the marriage had only lasted thirteen months.

Why couldn’t I date someone? Dating isn’t a promise of forever. Ease my way into it.

Beck had insisted he was willing to take things slowly. As slowly as she wanted.

It would be nice not to be alone anymore.

Friends were great, and she had some great friends, no doubt about that.

But friends didn’t hold her at night.

Friends weren’t someone to share her innermost thoughts with.

Friends weren’t people to get freaky with in bed. Well, not her friends.

Malyah and Da’von were already home when she pulled into the apartment complex’s parking lot. Malyah’s car was there, and she could see the glow of her sister’s bedroom light through the closed blinds.

Before she got out of her car, Nami texted Beck.

Home safe and sound. Here’s my address.

She added it and sent the message.

Before she could even unbuckle her seat belt, he replied.

Thank you. And thank you for tonight. I’ll see you tomorrow night at 7. Sleep tight.

She smiled as she read it. No annoying text-speak abbreviations. And he’d used punctuation. Yes, she’d sometimes use short-hand with her siblings or close friends in text, but it drove her nuts if someone she didn’t know well wrote their text messages like they were illiterate.

One more point in the man’s favor, and he didn’t even realize it.

Smiling, she got out of her car, locked it, and headed inside.

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