All Signs Point to You Part Two by Navaura Campbell (books you need to read txt) 📕

been going on between you and chuck since I've been busy with my mother?”

Denise exhaled, “Nothing.”

“Nothing?” He didn't believe her. He could feel it in the vibrations of her voice that something wasn't right.

“Nothing.”

“Has anything been going on that I don't know about?”

Denise was silent before answering as she decided whether to tell Jordan about Chuck or if she really should just keep that tid bit to herself. She debated over this issue for a good fifteen minutes before she finally responded.

“There is something that you need to know.” Her sense of honesty got the best of her.

He grasped her chin in his hand and brought it up so he could gaze in her eyes. “What is it?”

The way his green eyes shone both fear and courage surprised Denise. She cleared her throat and said, “Since you haven't been able to walk me to school, you know Chuck's been walking me, right.”

“I know.”

“Well, it's kind of been making me uncomfortable without you being there.” She stated, glad to have at-least gotten that out.

“What do you mean, Denise?” He inquired, feeling the hammering pick up in his chest.

Denise inhaled sharply and sat up. “I mean that Chuck is not who you think he is, so he shouldn't be the guy walking me to school. If you don't do it, I'd rather walk by myself.”

Jordan sat up himself and looked over at her with a sincere expression in his eyes. “Denise, has Chuck been hitting on you?”

Denise felt her lips tighten together as they always did when she was being bombarded with all kinds of emotions. Jordan exhaled sharply and grabbed her in his arms, “He has, hasn't he?”

She couldn't speak, the only thing she felt in that instant was dread and fear. She held onto him. She wanted to explain to him how it felt and how much she wanted to go against it, but how difficult it was because of the simple honest truth that she was attracted to Chuck. She didn't want to be and it scared her to think that she would, if given enough of a pull end up being in his bed instead of the guy she knew without a shadow of a doubt would take care of her heart. She loved Jordan and wasn't willing to submit to her desires for the sake of pleasure. So, she held onto him extremely tight, hoping that this would protect her from the monster she knew that lurked inside of herself. That part of her that was all too willing to throw away the man she'd given her whole heart too.

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Chapter forty nine:

Denise pulled open the mailbox. Spring had finally come, to get rid of the horrendous winter. She smiled as the sun beat down on her face. Although she loved winter, she enjoyed the transition from winter into spring, when the crows left and in their wake brought the blue jays around. She loved it when the trees went from tall and proud nakedness, to beautiful full leaves. She especially loved the smell of fragranted flowers and huge tall palm trees that were beautiful. Sighing, she glanced down in the box and grabbed out the mail. Pulling it out, she searched through all of it, her eyes widening when she saw the letter. Inhaling sharply, she opened the envelope and read it's contents. She giggled first and then a scream tore from her throat.

She was going to NYU come the fall!

Chuck stared over at Denise with a smile. He wondered what she was so happy about? Moving from the porch, he walked across the lawn. "What are you so happy about?" He asked, a huge grin on his face. Denise felt her immediate high come crashing down as she glanced over at him. Feeling uneasy, she said, "I got into NYU."

Chuck smiled, "That's great." He came closer to her and reached out to give her a hug.

Denise pulled out of his reach and was about to run in the house when he grabbed her by the hem of her shirt and pulled her into his arms. She felt her body stiffen against him. “Congratulations.”

Denise whimpered when she felt the bulge in his pants. She closed her eyes and asked God to help her out of this one. Chuck leaned down and whispered in her ear, “You know you like it, Denise.” She gasped, “No.” He ran his hands down the back of her head, causing tiny sparks there. She felt her center heat up at the bulge that teased her woman hood. She whispered, “This is all wrong, Chuck.” She tried to pull out of his arms but her attempts were futile. He looked down into her face, she bit down on her bottom lip. “Is it wrong to give in to what you want?”

“I have someone I really love and I don't want to ruin that.”

“You don't have to worry about that happening. Just one time Denise. Just one time.” Denise exhaled sharply. “I can't.” She pulled away from him with all her might. She felt as if she'd been drugged, her head was spinning so much. “Denise.” She backed away from him, shaking her head, “No.” She turned around to run and stumbled right into Jordan. She felt relief when his arms went around her, cradling her. Jordan noticed the shake in her arms.

He glanced up at Chuck with angry eyes. “So, this is how you try to be my friend by seducing my girl?”

“I didn't do anything that she didn't want me to.” He smirked.

“You didn't do anything that she didn't want you too? I just stood here and heard every pathetic word that you tried to use so that you could manipulate her into sleeping with you and don't try to lie Chuck I know you want to fuck her.” Denise had never heard him talk so bluntly, with so much anger before.

Chuck inhaled sharply and put up his hands, “She was feeling it because if she wasn't, I wouldn't have gotten as far as I did. He switched his gaze back to Denise, “Did you tell him of how close we've become over the past couple of months. Jordan pulled away from her. “What's he talking about?”

Denise glanced up at him with tears in her eyes. She felt her heart break in two.

“Did you sleep with him Denise?” He inquired.

Chuck cleared his throat. “I believe the correct term is fuck. You mean did I fuck her?”

Jordan glanced up at Chuck, his expression beyond anger. “Shut the fuck up. You know what, just leave dammit, Now.”

Chuck laughed, his voice rumbling. “Jordan, you have a whore on your hands, say the right words and she'd literally do what ever you want. Isn't that right Denise?”

This only fueled his anger. Glancing down at Denise, he asked his tone deadly, “Did you fuck him Denise?”

She shook her head no in the midst of blurry tears.

“She wanted too though, didn't you?”

Denise felt the trembling begin in her body. She was scared now. What would he do if he knew she'd thought that? She'd wanted to really bad, but she'd never tell Chuck that.

Chuck laughed, starring at Jordan and Denise. He said, “You two are pathetic you know that? Look at him fawning over you and you Denise, are just horrible. I bet if he hadn't shown up when he had you would have let me take you upstairs and fucked the hell out of you.” The words were extremely bitter leaving his mouth. He hated Jordan even more as he thought of the beautiful luscious curves that outlined her body.

Jordan who had grown tired of Chuck's verbal abuse went up to the young man with out saying a word and punched him hard in the face. “You are the one pathetic, since you have to take what belongs to someone else and try to make it yours. You are jealous because I have her.”

Chuck spit at Jordan, who shielded his face with his arms.”Jealous? No. I hate your guts Jordan!” He spoke with such fervor that Jordan found himself stunned. “Ever since we were kids you've always had to be the Casanova. All the girls in class always wanted to talk to you and hang out with you and I hated it because they never paid attention to me. I was always in your shadow. But you know what, making Denise come to me during a very slow and painful process, now that is all the pay back I needed. I can see why you are crazy over her because she's an extremely juicy girl if you know what I mean. There's all kinds of kinky that lay beneath that shell of hers. She's a firecracker and I bet when tapped right, she's going to be a sight to be hold.” Chuck stared at her with a lingering gaze. He didn't care if Jordan saw him or not. He knew there was a very sensual and tantalizing woman underneath that shell and had he been given the chance, he would have brought out all of her best attributes. He found himself licking his lips.

Denise stood there shocked beyond belief over his words, because up until that point, she'd known that Chuck was conniving and maybe even sneaky but not for one second had it crossed her mind of the intense hatred shadowing his every move with her. As if feeling a heavy weight lift, Denise let go of Jordan and walked over to Chuck and kicked hm so hard in his family jewels, she heard the air leave his body and was about to kick him again just because she was in the mood to beat the dog living shit out of him, when Jordan grabbed her and pulled her away from Chuck, “No, baby, he doesn't realize that he already lost his stupid battle.” Denise turned to Jordan and held onto his shirt, smothering her face in his chest. She inhaled sharply, all her limbs shaking and got lost in the most beautiful smell she'd ever had the pleasure of coming across. Her head became clouded and Jordan had to hold her up just so she wouldn't faint. He was sure that she could hear the pounding of his heart as he walked her away from the picture of Chuck bent over on the lawn, clutching himself, trying to inhale air from his lungs.

When they got in the house, Denise whispered, “I'm not supposed to have anyone over.”

Jordan sighed, placing a kiss in her hair, “Since when did I become just anyone?”

Despite the disgusted anger over what Chuck had just tried to do that was raging through her, Denise answered, “You never were and never will be just anyone to me Jordan.” Jordan took her to the couch and sat her down next to him. “That's good to know.”

What Denise didn't know was that while he appeared calm and collective, he was so angry he could kill chuck with his bare hands. He wanted to do more than just beat him unconscious. He wanted to beat him until there wasn't any life left in the young man's body. His new found hatred for Chuck outlasted the one that he'd had for Lamont. His hatred for Lamont had stemmed from both jealousy and a possessive nature and also his need to protect Denise from a man that was just too controlling and overbearing. His hatred for Chuck was driven out of pure disgust over such a repulsive, low down, just down right dogged determination to seduce Denise just so he could get back at him. Jordan swallowed, his throat tight, he'd come so close to loosing Denise to that bastard and the sad thing was he hadn't even realized it until he'd seen before hand what Denise had been trying to tell him that night she'd been at his house. He realized now that it must have been hard for her to admit to him that she was attracted to Chuck physically. He sucked in a deep