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  All I Need Is You:

  A Christmas Love Story

  BY: SHANICE B.

  Copyright © 2018 Shanice B.

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  This is an original work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

  Contains explicit language & adult themes suitable for ages 16+

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  BOOKS BY SHANICE B.

  LOVE ME IF YOU CAN (1-3)

  WHO’S BETWEEN THE SHEETS: MARRIED TO A CHEATER (1-4)

  LOVING MY MR WRONG: A STREET LOVE AFFAIR (1-2)

  A LOVE SO DEEP: NOBODY ELSE ABOVE YOU (SPIN-OFF TO WHO’S BETWEEN THE SHEETS)

  STACKING IT DEEP: MARRIED TO MY PAPER (STANDALONE)

  KISS ME WHERE IT HURTS (1-3)

  HE LOVES THE SAVAGE IN ME: A TWISTED LOVE AFFAIR (1-2)

  LOVE, I THOUGHT YOU HAD MY BACK (STANDALONE)

  MARRIED TO A DEKALB COUNTY BULLY (STANDALONE)

  ALL I EVER WANTED WAS YOU: A TWISTED LOVE STORY (1-2)

  FEENIN’ FOR THAT DOPE DICK (AN EROTIC SHORT STORY)

  NO ONE HAS TO KNOW: A SECRET WORTH KEEPING

  MEET ME IN MY BEDROOM: A COLLECTION OF EROTIC LOVE STORIES (VOLUME 1&2)

  SYNOPSIS

  Karly McAdams believes she is living the perfect life with her longtime boyfriend Javier, but things take a swift turn when tragedy hits. With a broken heart and with the desperation to move on with her life, Karly decides to fly to Minnesota to spend Christmas with her family. After arriving back to her hometown, her mother introduces her to a model named Lindsey Mitchell.

  Lindsey has been happily married to her husband Carter for five years. She loves her man from the bottom of her heart and believes he feels the same about her until she learns of his betrayal. With her heart shattered to pieces, she feels she has no one to lean on until Karly makes it clear that she can confide in her.

  As Lindsey and Karly's friendship becomes stronger, a full-blown romance occurs that neither can ignore.

  As their love for each other deepens, Lindsey will eventually have to make a choice between her family and the love she has for Karly.

  Will their love survive, or will it wither and die?

  Chapter One

  Dec 1st

  Karly

  I had the picture-perfect life that bitches would kill to have. I was a successful photographer that were paid top dollars to work with the world’s highest paid models. I was only twenty-six and I had already made a name for myself.

  I didn’t just have a career that was thriving, but I also had a relationship that I believed one day was going to end in marriage. Javier was every bitches fantasy. He was tall, slim, dark-skinned, and sexy. Bitches were always throwing themselves at him because not only did he look good, but this nigga was the most top paid DJ in the entertainment industry. Any time you wanted to throw a party, Javier was the one you called.

  Javier had this type of charisma about himself. He could sweet-talk any bitch that he wanted and could even coax her panties off her ass if he so desired. His looks, money, and the vibes that surrounded him was what had bitches wanting to be with him, but there was only one bitch who had his heart and that was me.

  I smiled as I began to recall the first time that Javier and I first met. Ellie, which was a model that I had worked with in Paris on numerous occasions had invited me to one of her after parties in celebration of her five years of being a model. Javier just happened to be there as the DJ for that night. I can still remember walking into Ellie’s mansion and nodding my head to Travis Scott (Goosebumps).

  I get those goosebumps every time,

  yeah,

  You come around,

  Yeah,

  You ease my mind,

  You make everything feel fine,

  Worry about those condoms, and way to numb,

  Yeah,

  It's way to drum,

  Yeah,

  I get those goosebumps every time,

  I need the Heimlich,

  Throw that to the side,

  Yeah.

  Our eyes connected and that’s when my legs began to move. I walked over to him, gave him a shy smile, and rapped along to the song. When the song came to an end, he stared down at me and quickly licked his lips which made my pussy quiver. He first complimented me on my crème spandex dress and told me how beautiful I was before he asked me my name.

  Javier and I talked during the entire party even though the music was blasting from the speakers. When the clock struck three, the party began to clear out, and Javier took that time to start packing up his equipment.

  Ellie walked over to where I was standing and embraced me in a brief hug before she whispered in my ear to be careful with Javier because he was a heartbreaker. I brushed off her warning as just another bitch who probably wanted him and wanted to eliminate the competition.

  That same night Javier took me home and we ended up fucking. Never have I ever been the type to fuck a nigga that I had just met, but I couldn’t resist Javier.

  I remember waking up the next morning and rolling over to find the other side of the bed empty. I cursed myself for acting like a damn whore and fucking a nigga that I had just met. In my mind, I knew that giving it up so easy automatically stuck me in the category with all the rest of the thots that he had probably smashed along the way.

  I headed downstairs not expecting to find Javier cooking breakfast for me. I had expected to not hear from him ever again.

  A year and a half later we were still together and was now known as the most highly paid couple in our social circle. We were making money moves and there was no stopping us from winning.

  I had just pulled up at my studio that I used to photo shoot a variety of models and slid out my 2018 candy apple red Audi. I didn’t hesitate to zip my jacket up as the November wind slapped me in my face. I hurried to unlock the studio door and rushed inside. I flipped on the lights and turned on the heat as I started to prepare my morning coffee.

  I looked up at the clock that was hanging on the wall and was grateful that I still had thirty minutes before Amber arrived. Amber and I had worked together a few times throughout my career. She was soft spoken and easy to work with. The fact that Amber was naturally beautiful with no help from any makeup is how she became famous.

  Amber was mocha in complexion, tall, slim, with long black hair that stopped at her ass. She had been featured on the front cover of Vogue magazine as the world sexiest African American model.

  Now that she was pregnant with twin girls, Amber had begun to slow down with her workload and was more focused on maintaining a healthy pregnancy. Today was going to be her last photo shoot until she gave birth to her twins.

  As the smell of coffee filled the air, I unwrapped a blueberry muffin from off the counter, and started to munch on it as I poured me a fresh cup of coffee. I was halfway done with my muffin when I heard a knock at my door. I sat my cup of coffee down along with my muffin and headed towards the door. I peeped out the peephole to find Amber standing there with her hair blowing in the wind. I stepped back to let her inside.

  “Morning Amber, how are you feeling today?”

  Amber flashed me a smile before she pulled off her coat and handed it to me.

  “I’m feeling okay, just a little tired. This pregnancy is kicking my ass,” Amber chuckled as she headed towards the center of the studio.

  I hung her coat on my coat rack before I followed her.

  “It may be kicking your ass, but you are still looking amazing,” I complimented her.

  Amber blushed before she ran her fingers through her long dark hair.

  “Is there anything that I can get you before we get started?” I asked Amber curiously.

  “No, I’m fine, thanks for asking.”

  I nodded my head at her as I began to get things set up for her photo shoot.

  “So, what type of shots are you interested in me taking?” I asked Amber quizzically.

  “I’m interested in taking a few nudes. This is my first pregnancy and I want to share it with the world.”

  “Sounds like a good idea. When you are done undressing let me know.”

  I headed back into the kitchen and ate the rest of my muffin and took a few sips of my now cold coffee.

  “I’m ready to get started,” Amber stated a few moments later.

  I poured the rest of the cold coffee down the drain before I headed back towards my camera.

  Both of Amber’s hands covered her perky breasts while her hot pink thong clung to her chocolate skin.

  We were only ten shots in when my phone began to vibrate in my pocket. I ignored it and continued to finish the photo shoot. I hated answering my phone when I was with a model, it always fucked up my creativity.

  I groaned when my phone started vibrating yet again.

  “Amber, can you give me on second,” I told her as I pulled out my phone from my black skin-tight jeans.

  I didn’t recognize the number but decided to pick up anyway. It had to be someone who knew me personally because no
one had my personal number.

  “Hello,” I said into the phone with a little irritation in my voice.

  This is the Piedmont Atlanta Hospital, my name is Dr. Holley, I’m trying to get in touch with anyone who is related to Mr. Javier Turner. This number was listed in his phone as his baby sister Karly. I tried calling his wife first, but I couldn’t reach her.

  “My name is Karly,” I spoke softly into the phone.

  My heart began to race and my brain began to run a mile a minute. Something wasn’t right, I could feel it in my soul.

  “I was calling to inform you that Javier has been in a car accident.”

  I didn’t even give the woman time to say anything else as my I-Phone dropped from my hand.

  Tears fell down my cheeks and for a minute I zoned out.

  “Are you okay Karly?” Amber kept asking me.

  I was in such shock that I couldn’t even answer her.

  I stood there in utter disbelief as she began to get redressed. When she was done, she walked over to me to make sure that I was okay.

  It didn’t take long for the shock to finally wear off.

  “It’s Javier, he’s been in an accident.”

  Amber gasped.

  “I hope he’s okay,” Amber uttered.

  “I hope so too,” I mumbled before I grabbed my keys and pushed Amber pregnant ass out the door along with me.

  “I’m sorry about your photo shoot, we can reschedule if you want,” I tried to reassure Amber.

  “Never mind any of that. Focus on Javier. I’m sure I will be satisfied with the ten shots you just took,” Amber stated as she parted ways with me.

  I hopped in my Audi and pulled out of my driveway. I swerved in and out of traffic as I began to replay the phone conversation in my head.

  Why did the hospital call me and tell me that my number was found under his baby sister in his phone and what the hell did Dr. Holley mean when she said she couldn’t reach Javier’s wife over the phone?

  That phone call didn’t make any sense, but I wasn’t in the mood to try to play Mrs. Detective at that moment. I only had one thing on my mind and that was to make sure Javier was okay.

  ∞ ∞ ∞

  I pulled up at the hospital fifteen minutes later and hopped out my car. I rushed inside the hospital and asked for the room number of Javier Turner. After I was given the information that I needed I quickly ran towards his room. Tears began to fall from my eyes as I gently grabbed the knob of his door.

  “Excuse me, only family members are allowed into this room,” a doctor told me as she headed in my direction.

  “My name is Karly McAdams, I received a call from a Dr. Holley.”

  The woman stared at me for a moment before offering me her hand to shake.

  “My name is Dr. Holley, I was the one who called you.”

  I shook her hand as I took in her features. She was a dark-skinned older woman with long grey hair that she had pulled back in a ponytail. She was short but slim and looked to be around the age of sixty.

  “Is Javier okay?” I asked emotionally.

  “Right now, he’s in a temporary coma.”

  I covered my hands over my face in disbelief.

  “How long do you think it’s going to take for him to wake up?” I asked sadly.

  “He may wake up in a few days or even a few weeks. I know this may sound scary, but Javier will wake up, his brain just needs to heal from the fatal car accident.”

  I nodded my head as I wiped the tears from my eyes.

  I assure you, Javier is in good hands. He has around the clock doctors and nurses checking on him every hour. Now, are you ready to see him?”

  I didn’t trust myself to speak so I only nodded my head.

  “His wife just came a few moments ago. Right now, only you and the wife are allowed in his room.”

  It felt as if I was beginning to lose my mind because there was no way in hell that Dr. Holley had just mentioned that Javier had a wife, yet again. A few seconds later, Dr. Holley opened Javier’s door for me, and stepped aside to let me enter.

  I first spotted Javier laid up in the bed with a cast on his left leg with a tube stuck down his throat. As the door closed behind me, a female stood up from her chair, and told me her name was Amira and she was Javier’s wife.

  She was dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans, a grey sweater, with a pair of grey boots that went up her leg. She was medium in height, light-skinned in complexion, with soft brown hair that was cut in a short bob. She wore no makeup only lipstick. She was naturally beautiful, I instantly saw why Javier chose her to be his wife. She was different from the average bitch that most men found attractive. When I looked more closely at her that’s when I noticed a baby bump, my heart seemed to fall from out my chest because I knew it had to be Javier’s baby she was carrying.

  “What is your name and how do you know Javier?” Amira asked me curiously.

  “My name is Karly and I’m Javier’s girlfriend,” I told her boldly.

  The woman grabbed her baby bump and squinted her eyes at me before shaking her head.

  “You’re his girlfriend and I’m the wife of his three children.”

  I swear I nearly passed out because this wasn’t something that I was expecting. This had to be a dream, this couldn’t be real.

  “Javier never told me,” I whispered.

  The woman chuckled.

  “Yeah, I believe you on that. He will lie to anyone who will believe him. He lies so much that I’m beginning to think that he believes them himself. You don’t mean anything to him, trust and believe that. I accept his flaws and all, but I do admit it gets hard for me when he keeps finding women like you to fall in love with him,” Amira replied sadly as she stared down at Javier’s still body.

  A tear fell from my eye.

  “Now that you know who Javier really is, what are you going to do about it?” Amira asked assertively.

  “Whenever he wakes up, tell him that we are done,” I replied.

  “Karly, next time when you fall in love, watch who you give your heart to,” Amira advised.

  I didn’t even bother by responding, instead, I got the fuck from out of that room before I did some shit that I would later regret. If I was a bitch who honestly didn’t give a fuck, I would have unplugged his machine and waited for his lying ass to die.

  As I headed back towards the elevator and stepped inside, a voice in my head told me that no nigga was worth going to prison for. I held my tears and refused to cry at that moment because I didn’t want to draw attention to myself. I quietly began to hum as I tried to soothe myself. When the elevator doors opened, I rushed outside towards my car.

  After unlocking my car and getting inside, only then did I let the tears fall. I had been played this whole time and didn’t even fucking know it. As I wiped the tears from my eyes, I began to put everything together. All the missed holidays that Javier claimed he had to work were all lies to cover up that he had a whole bitch and kids at home. The fact that sometimes I didn’t hear from him, only for him to tell me he was having issues with his phone was yet again a lie he told me when he couldn’t talk to me because he was busy with his family.

  Never did he try to move in with me and I never pressed the issue because I never wanted to appear as if I was rushing things. Javier only would stay with me certain days out of the week and then he would tell me that he had to go on the road to DJ for some other clients. I never questioned any of it because he never gave me reasons to.

  I had been so stupid and naïve the entire time that I was with Javier. I sat in my car for nearly thirty minutes and cried my heart out until I was suffering from a migraine. I was just about to crank up my car and leave the hospital when my phone began to blast Rich The Kid (New Freezer).

  I grabbed my phone off the passenger seat and noticed that it was my mother calling me. I started to send her to voicemail but changed my mind and decided to answer it. It had been over two weeks since I had last spoken to her.

  “Hello,” I sniffled into the phone

  “Hey, baby. Are you okay?” My mother asked with concern in her voice.

  “No mom, I’m not okay,” I sobbed into the phone.

  “Baby, what’s going on? Talk to me.”

  “All I want to do is get over the hurt that I’m feeling inside.”

  My mother became silent on the other end. That only meant one thing she was trying to come up with the best advice to give me to make me feel better.