The Best Of Me Novels & Stories

He moved upwards so he was looking down at me. "You once asked me a question before Kaitlyn. The best thing that has ever happened to me. I didn't know how to say this to you before but now, You Kaitlyn, is the best thing that has ever happened to me. You and Kris. And I don't want to ever lose either of you. Not now, not in the future, not ever. I wanna make up for all those years I wasn't by your side. I wanna be with you. The both of you. Only you. Can you please give me another chance?"

In a smooth voice he looked me over and said, “I would tell you not to worry but I don’t think you would listen. So, I won’t. But I will tell you that everything I have seen you wear, or not wear, you are beautiful in.” I wanted to throw a pillow at him and fuck him at the same time. “You are sweet and utterly impossible.” I said smirking. Well, I paint so……I let out a sigh and picked out an old favorite. A soft faded blue shirt with an old pair of overalls was what I came up with. “Sorry, this is the best I have at the moment, but I fully blame you.” I teased. I was taken by surprise when he said, “Well, I do miss the tight t-shirt from yesterday, but I think you look fabulous. Are you comf

He said as I lifted my hand and slapped him in anger He stood still without flinching or reacting. "You are the worst asshole!" I spat furiously then stormed out of the room. He was the worst!. Hunter was way better than him because he didn't hurt me as much as his Tasmanian did. Zver was breaking my heart.

For the first time in his life,he cried for his best friend Few weeks after they met at the market, he called her and they meet up at a nice restaurant. There, he told her his feelings,he expressed how much he loved her but Zuwairah turned him down. She told him she preferred them being friends,he felt bad but has no choice but to oblige. If that's what will make her happy then he's ready to do anything for her and that was how they became best of friends. They don't even hide anything from each other Yusuf couldn't handle it as he leave his colleagues to take care of the rest "he needs to do something for his friend,he can't just loose her just like that" he thought walking out

no" Makes you feel good, yeah I know you're out of my league But that won't scare me away, oh, no You've carried on so long You couldn't stop if you tried it You've built your wall so high That no one could climb it But I'm gonna try Would you let me see beneath your beautiful? Would you let me see beneath your perfect? Take it off now, girl, take it off now, girl I wanna see inside Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight?" I had no idea he was such an amazing singer. I did my business and went downstairs to the kitchen. I was expecting an empty house without any groceries, but I was rather impressed when all the cabinets were stocked and the refrigerator had everything in my fav

Know you got a roommate, call me when there's no one there Put the key under the mat and you know I be over there (yup) I be over there, shawty, I be over there When I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up She made me beg for it 'til she give it up And I say the same thing every single time I say, you the fuckin' best, you the fuckin' best You the fuckin' best, you the fuckin' best You the best I ever had, best I ever had Best I ever had, best I ever had I say, you the fuckin' Sex, love, pain, baby, I be on that Tank shit Buzz so big I could probably sell a blank disc When my album drop, bitches'll buy it for the picture And niggas'll buy it too and claim they got it for they sister M

But you love me. What was I thinking? I wasn’t. That’s the truth. I wasn’t thinking at all, which is rare for me. I’m usually careful, always in control, always one step ahead. But in that moment, I wasn’t any of those things. I was just... me. And he saw it. I still can’t tell if it was the best thing I’ve ever said or the worst slip-up of my life.

"Hey, will you ever forgive me? It wasn't intentional. You know I don't like standing you up or bailing out on you." He said, his eyes so blue and captivating. I resisted the urge to cup his face _ as he stooped low in front of me. Instead, I took his hand. I knew what I was about to say might sound pathetic and would seem like I was desperate, but I wouldn't die in silence on this one. He was my best friend, and I had every right to spend time with him. "If you don't like it, then stop doing it. It hurts when you do it repeatedly knowing fully well that I would get angry, and then you expect me not to get angry."

She's been begging for a great-grandchild and is very upset with me. On my way home from work, I saw a message from him with a new phone number. Honestly, I should've noticed he was rich. That morning news screen I passed every day had reported that he was a leading young entrepreneur in the city. But I thought it was just a coincidence, someone with the same name. I couldn't resist anymore and replied to him. [Well, get to work on that great-grandchild then.] He replied almost instantly, [If you won't take me back, how am I supposed to do that?]

“That’s not what I expected to hear.” “We’re not great at communicating,” I admitted with a dry laugh. “But yeah, we both want him. And he doesn’t seem to want either of us. At least not while he is lying to himself.” He looked at me for a long second, then grinned. “Then I guess it’s a competition now.” “Excuse me?” “May the best man win.” I blinked, surprised. Then laughed. “You’re not serious.” He shrugged. “You just gave me permission.”