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Her Side of the Story
“No, no, no, no, NO! Don’t come over here talking to me about falling in love. I don’t want to hear it. Listen, I’ve been in love. Got an ex-husband and two kids to prove it. That’s not what I want. Not right now. Because right now, what I want is to enjoy myself. I took off the wedding bands. I want to date. Have fun. Enjoy myself. Live my best life to the fullest. I don’t want another man to cook for, clean up after or tend to. And don’t look at me like that. If you aren’t doing that ish for your man, then some other female is!
But anyway… I just want time to get to know the me without him. The girl I almost was before I fell in love and got married and had the babies. I want to rewind time and go back to the last moment I was free to be… me. And pick up there. Yes. I have responsibilities and I’m cool with that. I wouldn’t trade my sons for anything in the world or beyond. But now that I’ve mourned the loss of my marriage, I’m ready to see what else life has to offer. I don’t want the love, I want lust! Now let me get my Rule Book out and prepare for this date! A rule book? She got a book of rules? Damn straight! I have a rule book and if you don't have one, you betta get your mind right and make one. In the meantime, you can borrow mine.
Rule #1 - Love yourself.
Rule #2 - Be effing realistic.
Rule #3 - Keep a man in a jar.
Rule #3a - The man in a jar cannot be an ex.
Rule #4 - No second chances. Ever.
Rule #5 - Never wait more than 15 minutes for anybody.
See what I'm saying? This is the kind of thing you need out here. Don't worry there's more where that came from."
His Side of the Story
“Man, I’m telling you right now. I’m not trying to hear none of the bull about settling down and getting married. That’s not me, dawg. And I already hear the thoughts stomping around in your mind: He’s a typical man. So! So what if I just want to spend my life doing what I want to do. I don’t have any kids. Why tie myself to a family and the headache of being constantly available for every damn thing.
Women want too much. They want you to take them everywhere you go, shower them with gifts and compliments, pay attention to everything they say, and like everything they like. The list just keeps going and it’s exhausting because at the end of the day, men are only faking the funk and doing most of this stuff for sex. That’s it. I said it. Threw my playa’s card on the table like a Big Joker. Sex. That’s all we want. Every man out there that’s married, just happened to get in the wrong bed and couldn’t get out. He didn’t want to stay. He got tricked.
So be warned. If you plan on finding a happily ever after, he fell in love and they rode off into the sunset in this book, you need to find another read. Fellas… holla at your boy. I’m representin' in this one! Ha!”