Free 9781618850638IfOnlyYouKnewBergman by Unknown

dare?”
    Oh my God, he remembers truth or
dare!
    “Remember the night in the closet
when I was dared to either kiss you or drink that nasty crap with the cigarette
butts?”
    I had to laugh as I heard a lot of folks whistling and
whooping it up in the streets.
    “I remember that kiss, Marley. I
remember how your lips felt; they were probably the softest I have ever kissed.
Marley, I knew at that moment, our relationship was different from other relationships.
You and I were one on every level, but I was blind to realize that the perfect
woman I had been looking for was sitting right next to me in class. She was
joking with me about some of the craziest shit that anyone could think of. She
was making the best grits for someone that didn’t think he liked grits. She was
you, Marley, and I was the biggest idiot of all time not to realize what I had
in front of me. After that night at Laura’s, she went off on me, and we ended
up having a really big argument about you. She called you every name in the
book, and I defended you to the end. I told her that it was over between me and
her!”
    My heart felt as though it would jump
right out of my chest. I couldn’t believe it; he had broken up with her.
    “So everyone that has gathered around
me and for those who are hanging out of the building, and especially to you,
Marley, I want to let you know that I have found the one that I want to spend
the rest of my life with, the one who makes me feel whole and complete. Marley,
I want to spend it with you!” He took the blow horn away from his mouth and
produced the most beautiful smile that I had ever seen.
    “Go on girl, don’t you hear him
asking to be with you, you better get with it!” shouted one lady from the
street, who had a bunch of friends with her, shouting and whistling.
    “She better answer quickly because
thanks to her, I missed Sex and the City!”
    “To hell with Sex and the City, this
is way better!”
    I looked down at the growing crowd,
and I couldn’t see straight for the tears in my eyes. Everyone was cheering,
shouting, and whistling as I wiped my eyes. Talk about being embarrassed by the
moment.
    “So what do you say?” Richard asked.
    “I would say you’re mental for doing
this, but that’s what makes me love you even more!” I giggled, wiping the tears
from my face. Getting up, I walked to the mirror and looked at myself. Shit, my
face looks horrible. Oh well, I got my key and went downstairs.
    When I got outside, the noise was
deafening as folks from every walk of life were cheering, clapping, and
whistling from everywhere. Damn where the hell did all these people come from
anyway? I looked over and I saw him come my way, that smile on his face was
enough for me as I ran up and hugged him.
    It felt like heaven in his arms, and
this time, I wasn’t scared at all because he was mine and I was his. He looked
at me and smiled, holding my head in his hands. He didn’t do anything but look
at me with those steely gray-green eyes of his.
    God, those eyes of his!
    That’s when he kissed me. Oh my God,
I had died in his arms as he kissed me. Everyone kept clapping as we continued
kissing in front of my building. I couldn’t hear the clapping or the honking of
the car horns or the cheering from people that I didn’t even know. All that
mattered was that I had the man I loved and was able to keep my best friend too.
     
    *The End*

 
    About The
Author
    Born in Jamaica Queens New York, Jamallah Bergman
eventually moved around from New York to Alabama and eventually settling down
in Georgia with her family and spending part of her childhood in Roswell
Georgia.
Jamallah started to first write when she was just 12, writing scripts for her
dolls and as she got older her stories grew along with her.
She eventually read her first romance novel when she was 15 and became hooked
and started to write about romance. It wasn't until she got older when she
started to write about erotica as well.
Jamallah had