See No Evil – The Book of Legend Read Online Tiana Laveen

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 112755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
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Disconnecting the phone call, she stormed about, smoke practically coming out of her nostrils as she searched high and wide for her red Honda in the sea of cars. There it is. She marched over to it, her backpack and purse on her shoulder, feeling the weight of the world crushing her with a hearty death blow.

As she neared her car, she noticed something small and pink on the hood. Squinting, she hurried up to see what it was. There, on the hood, wrapped in cellophane, was a perfect little pink cupcake, with pink icing and a glittery stick stuck on it, with some letters printed across. She picked it up and read it.

MEAN ASS.

“What?!” She looked around, wondering who’d leave such a thing. Then she heard husky, obnoxious laughter before spotting the towering, broad-shouldered man in a black and white hoodie and matching jogging pants, approaching her.

Legend.

“Did you do this?” She raised the cute but obnoxious dessert higher in the air.

“Yeah, I did. Who was you out here cussin’ out?”

“None of your business. It wasn’t funny what you did in class today.” She opened her car door and tossed the cupcake haphazardly onto the passenger’s seat. It fell on its side.

“And what was that? I do a lot of shit.” He smirked, crossing his arms. When she turned back towards him, she practically stumbled. She’d never been this close to him before. He was so damn tall, and something about the way he just stood there, looking at her, scared the living hell out of her. Look at those pretty eyes and freckles… Damn, he is fine!

“You know what I’m talkin’ about. You took my Feta cheese and used it for your salad.”

“Oh… that.” He shrugged. “You’ll be all right. Hey, you and I are going out to dinner soon. What you got a hankerin’ for?” He leaned on the hood of her car and crossed his legs, invading her space.

“I don’t have time for dinner. I don’t have time to date. I don’t have time for anything.”

“Oh, you been makin’ time and eatin’ dinner all right, wit’ ya thick ass.” He snorted, then laughed all the harder.

She fisted her hand tight, ready for action.

“Awww, don’t look that way, baby. So sensitive… I think it’s sexy. I like a girl wit’ a little meat on her bones. You’re curvy in all the right places. Big ol’ ass… nice titties… big thighs… small waist… long legs. I noticed you’re smart, too, and a good cook. I’m better, but you’re still good. You remind me of somebody… like an old actress. What’s her name? You like the younger version of… shit. Hold on. I’ll remember.”

“I remind you of the younger version of shit? So there’s old shit, middle-aged shit, and young shit, huh? I never knew.”

“You never knew Jack shit then, either.”

She did everything in her power to not laugh. If she did, it would only encourage him.

“Get yo’ G-Easy, Bubba Sparks ass off my car. I gotta go. If you want to get your certification, then you’d be home studying right now. That soufflé of yours was a little lopsided.”

“Debbie Morgan! She was poppin’ back in the day. Yeah, you look like a young Debbie Morgan.” She’d been told she looked like that actress many times, but wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of acknowledging it. “I’m not like ol’ boy you were hollerin’ at on the phone, so—”

“What? Don’t go there. You need to stay out of my business.”

“How can I stay out of your business when you were talking so damn loud that all of Kentucky, Ohio, and Indiana could hear you?” His brows rutted as if he were genuinely irritated.

“I was just matchin’ his energy.”

“See, that’s the problem. Never match nobody’s energy that is lower than yours. You reduce yourself that way. When you climb down into a deep hole, it takes a lot of energy to crawl back out. He’s got you doing backflips, while he does nothin’ but relax. Energy is something that should expand, or stay constant. Go higher, or shut them off at the jump. Church.”

“Oh, you’re a philosopher now?”

“Now? I always was. I can be childish. I can be wise beyond my years. What matters most is, did it sound good to you, baby?”

She beamed, and he smiled back.

SHIT. I slipped up and smiled.

“…Look, I ain’t got all day, and I don’t give the knowledge I have about life for free. It’ll cost you conversation and a kiss before I drop any more gems. Here’s my number.”

Before she could protest, he walked to the side of her car, opened her passenger’s door, and tossed what looked like a business card inside, next to the cupcake, then closed her door.

Then, she watched him disappear across the lot, jump on a motorcycle, and haul ass.

Chapter Five


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