With Everything In Me - Sneak Peek!

On October 30th, Kimberly Brown returns with a new release and she has a special sneak peek for you to read below.

“This is ridiculous,” I mumbled, leaning over my cart.

“Hell yeah it is,” came this deep baritone voice and instantly made me want to clench my

damn thighs together. I looked back to see possibly the finest muthafucka I had ever seen in my

damn life. He towered above my five foot four frame easily. His smooth mocha complexion was

only heightened by the Godly features in his handsome face. His hazel eyes were mesmerizing.

His lips were perfectly shaped and had a slight tint to it, like he probably burned trees on a

regular basis.

My eyes scanned his broad shoulders and bulging muscles in the Camo printed tank top

he wore. They drifted down his fully tatted arms that were accented with a platinum watch and

bracelet. The black joggers he wore didn’t do much to conceal that third leg planted against his

thigh. My eyes finally stopped at his feet which housed and expensive ass pair of designer

sneakers. When I looked back up at his face smiled at me showcasing a beautiful while smile

accented with a diamond bar grill.

“This is exactly why nigga’s be stealing and shit out of here,” he said looking around.

His eyes landed on mine and he smiled again. I didn’t even know what to say to him. I

was still trying to wrap my mind around how beautiful he was.

“I’m Ross,” he said offering me his hand. “Ross Scott.”

I looked at it and then back up at him, before sliding my hand in his. I swear I felt my

entire body heat up under his touch. I don’t know what the fuck was going on with me. It was

like I had never been around a man before. He was just that. A man. A fine ass fucking man, but

a man none the less. I hadn’t been with anyone since Harmony was conceived, though I would

hardly consider her conception a pleasurable. But that was another story.

“And you are?” he asked.

Shit! He had asked me a question. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. This man

had rendered me speechless. My name? What the fuck was my damn name!

“Paisley,” I choked out. “Paisley St. Germaine.”