Just Us 2 Novels & Stories

On my wedding day, I had just stepped onto the aisle when a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd. "Take it all off, and she's got a body on her! Look at her face, like she's enjoying it!" I turned toward the voices and saw my ex-husband's photos of me blown up across the giant screen. They kept changing, one after another, explicit and impossible to ignore. All around the room, phones were already coming up as people started taking pictures. My hands began to shake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother collapse. Behind Leon Coleman, Allison Fleming slapped her thigh and raised her voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh, wow. Leon showed these to the guys yesterda

It's finally here! Finding Us, formerly known as ‘Crazy About Boys | Finding The One’ when it was originally written on Wattpad, is a New Adult Fiction novel, which is a subgenre of Romance. Since there isn't a New Adult Fiction tag, I'm forced to use the Romance tag. However, there isn't much of a difference, except the aforementioned explains the book better.

Me: Hours Jada: I envy you Me: lol I wish we could all day all night Jada: you're too freaky. Did you guys try the double penetration again? Me: No Jada: why not? Me: I don't know, enough about my sex life. Tell me about yours Jada: well Me: well, what? Jada: Leo and I are pregnant Me: no way!!! Jada: I'm kidding, Leo and I hardly have sex Me: why? Jada: he's been busy ever since he took over his family's business.

Jason stares at Clinton, frowning so hard, I swear his skin would break out. Oh lord, help me. I look at him once and turn my gaze to Clinton who has his brows furrowed, definitely confused. "Uh... He is just a client of mine who is just about to leave, right Clinton?", I give Clinton a look that says 'just go with it please' but apparently my attempts are futile. "What?! But I just came, Justine. And we need to talk the talk", he gives the suggestive look at the end, emphasizing the words.

The cold night air did little to cool the heat that still clung to her skin. Then, with her phone vibrating in her pocket, Willow whipped it out for a look. “See that? I can make him leave you with one phone call.” The message was dripping with smug satisfaction. Willow tugged at her collar, took a photo of her well-loved neck, and sent it out. A message soon came in. “You have no shame!” Willow grinned. A barrage of messages continued to flood her phone. Without reading the texts, Willow knew the content was insults and hate directed at her.

FROM: MAMA Vera, my child, this is urgent, please come home for a while. I immediately stood up as I read and processed the content of Mama’s message to me. What could have happened? --

he asked softly as I relaxed in his loving hold. "The shrimp pasta, extra sauce on mine," she mumbled sounding tired "Do you want us to end call so you can get some sleep?" Jason asked "No just end it when I fall asleep," she told us closing her eyes completely making me smile at soft she had become unknowingly. "I bought a game for us to play tomorrow," Starr announced half asleep. "What kind of game?" I asked "A couple's quiz," "A couple's quiz?" Jason asked and she hummed in response. "Where did you buy a couple's quiz?"

I placed the papers on the table, neat and tidy. I was going to leave a message for her, but I did not go through with it. Instead, I said it in my mind, 'Hey honey, this is the last time I'm calling you that, I guess. I spent ten years in love with you. It's really hard doing that, I know, but I'm giving up anyway. Congratulations, to both you and me.' I grabbed my suitcase. The moment the countdown was over, I put my hand on the doorknob.

Like a reset button, pushing away everything from the past week, making a clean slate for the next. Instead, I felt like I’d woken up in the aftermath of something unfinished. I rolled onto my side and reached for my phone. Two messages. ARIA: Text me when you wake up. Please don’t make me worry. STELLA: Alive? If not, I’m suing the universe. I smiled. I couldn’t help it, and typed out a reply one-handed, face still pressed to the pillow. ME: Still breathing. Coffee first unless you want to witness a homicide.

"I didn't quite think about it when I called y'all. Uh...we could watch movies?" I scoffed. "You called us all here to watch a darned movie?" "We could watch Deadpool, or xXx: Return of Xander Cage or Fast and Furious..." I gave him a blank stare. No way did I come all the way here to watch stupid action movies. "Sam, we didn't come here to watch that. We're not going to watch that." Claire said, voicing my thoughts. Sam got up from the loveseat he was sitting on, with Josh and made his way towards the big flat screen in the room. He rummaged through a DVD box for the movie, ignoring Claire.