Just David Book Novels & Stories

I hung up and sat at my desk, staring at nothing. David was in Brazil. Living on a beach, serving drinks, pretending his old life didn't exist. And now he wanted me to fly across the world to see him. I didn't want to go. I had built a new life. I was happy. I was moving forward with Devan and the kids were healing and work was thriving. Going to Brazil felt like a regression. Like giving David power over me again. But I couldn't stop thinking about the victims. The clients he had stolen from. People who had done nothing wrong except trust the wrong lawyer.

I had lost my baby and my freedom. And now maybe my parents too? I curled into myself. My body was shaking so hard it hurt. And then something clicked in my mind. Someone who might actually help. David. I hadn’t seen him since that night at the hotel. But he was the only one who didn’t look at me like I was crazy. Shit… can I trust a guy I barely even know?

"I can't believe that's it. It seems almost too easy." His hand rubs up and down my thigh. "We deserve easy right now." "So it will be," I manifest. "I'm happy that you're here with me." "I know. You can't fool me with that Alpha ego." David rests his arm along the back of my seat. "How about we take it easy this time? No sabotaging or games or drama." "Hmm. I'll try my best," I say. I sit upright in bed with my laptop sitting on my blanket-covered legs. David is finishing up in the bathroom as I fill him in on Jeremy's latest email—an update about his life.

“And he put all this in his paper, that’s where you read it, right?” “Yes, but the paper doesn’t cover all of it. He talks about it more in his journals.” “Wait, you’ve got his journals? They’re here in the cottage. Can I see them?” David furrowed his brow as if in pain. His head dropped to his chest and he hunched his shoulders as he went into himself. In her excitement, Sally had overreached herself and now she’d lost him. Her heart pounded as she thought of something to say. “I need to get some more wood for the fire,” David said finally, and he got up and made to leave.

Save the show by increasing viewer ratings per episode. “That bad?” He looked dubious still. If nothing else, David was a straight shooter, unlike his buddy, John. David understood loyalty, even if Rebecca couldn’t vouch for his ability to keep a secret. Also, she wouldn’t be stupid enough to hold a detailed private conversation in a public corridor where anyone passing by could overhear the meat of the conversation. Gad, she was hungry.

David replied curtly, shaking his head and raising his index finger simultaneously. David felt relieved with the information he had gained. However, he was still determined not to let Nadine and Ricky go to Dave. Though he wasn't a saint himself, Brian wasn't about to let the two people he cared about fall into the hands of someone who had a penchant for nightlife and heavy drinking like Dave.

I answered seriously with a weak smile on my face. "Nah, you are not no one." He states firmly. "You are Lindy Swanepoel, the class Valedictorian of our high school and the reason why " I laughed a little louder, "Stop, please. You make me sound like a nerd." "A smart and pretty gal." He winks at me with a smile. I giggle softly, "Thank you, Jake." He smiles at me handsomely, "You know? It is so good to have someone I know around here. Even though I do not know many people, but having you feels good already.”

TO THE GIRL I LOVE"by Author Blessing Adebayo" "It's definitely in our stock, I don't know why everyone is asking for the book, especially teenage boys," she asked him as she is penning down some things "That's because it's from Author Blessing Adebayo, Everyone loves her" he smiled "Maybe, go upstairs and take your right the second shelf" "Thanks" "You are welcome" he waved at her ............................................................................. David climbed up locating where the shelf is walking fast, eager to get the book quickly and most importantly, to go back and meet his sister since it's already late...

David will always be David. “Do you think your brother Joshua is into older women?” I asked casually. David frowned. “Why?” I shrugged, masking my curiosity. “Joshua’s weird,” he said. “We barely talk. He’s Dad’s perfect son. And me? Just the mistress’s product.” He patted my shoulder and stood. “I’ll get you something to eat.” He tried to smile, but I saw the sadness behind his eyes. I’ll solve this puzzle soon enough. ******* I spent the night at Jimmy’s.

He probably did that all the time and wasn't going to remember me. I pressed the spine of the Italian book against my forehead and breathed. Somewhere in this city, David was probably with Vivienne, in her father's money, untouched. Living a life I had subsidized and that he'd handed to someone else the moment a better offer arrived. He had looked at me in that restaurant and told me I wasn't enough.