Chapter 1

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*** To all of you upset about Amber and Nate, listen here lol. I promised a happy ending, and you will get it. But August acted a plumb damn fool, and if he want Me, I'M sorry I mean Amber back (I got that from Drizzy she always says that and I know y'all mad cause y'all be imagining y'all Amb and y'all want to be with August. Me too) but Triple A has to work for us. Y’all thought I was going to make it easy for him? Psssshhh, please. He better earn this here.

 

And in real life, y’all make men who claim they love you,  EARN you. If they treat you bad and want you back, don’t let them tell you they've changed. Make them SHOW you. Words have no value when it’s not backed by actions.

 Because when people don’t have to work for something, they don’t value it. As the saying goes, “why buy the cow if you can get the milk for free.”

 

And ain’t nothing about my Amb going to be given out for free. She is a beautiful woman who deserves the best. And Aug is a wonderful man who I do believe is capable of giving Amb that, but I'm sick of Aug and his lip service.

All book he kept saying this "You with me forever. You my anchor, blah, blah, blah and he just abandons her on top of trying to hit her? Uh...no.

Aug says he loves her. He says he misses her. He says he is sorry. Okay then August Anthony Alsina Jr. show us.

That's what this book is about, him showing her rather than tell her like he did all last book. You can rock with it, or you don't have to. Either way, I'm going to write it for the people that want to see it done.

 I still love y’all mad arses tho lol. Enjoy.

Assata in the m/m. ****

 

AUGUST P.O.V. –

 

“What you say?” I  furrowed my eyebrows, acting confused.

 

“I’m not repeating it.”

 

“No, I didn’t hear you the first time.”

 

“I said, I love you.”

 

“I still can’t hear you.” I held my ear, one hand still rested on her waist.

 

“I love you.” she screamed to the top of her lungs, looking at the sky.

 

“Now moan when you say it, “Like August I love you.” I  mimicked a woman having an orgasm.

 

“No.” She softly slapped his cheek.

 

“Don’t hit me.” I smacked her butt hard.

 

“August that hurt.”

 

I laughed and pecked her lips.

 

“Say it one more time for me.”

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