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    No Games Allowed: a Novella: JustOneNight.com, #3
    No Games Allowed: a Novella: JustOneNight.com, #3
    No Games Allowed: a Novella: JustOneNight.com, #3
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    No Games Allowed: a Novella: JustOneNight.com, #3

    By Chencia C. Higgins

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    She's going to get her man and nothing will stand in her way, not even him…

    Four months ago Milly walked away from everything, giving no explanations and no reassurances. Fed up with watching everyone around her achieve the life she'd always wanted, she worked from the inside out to put herself in the position to receive. Now she's back, and this time she's not leaving without her own little slice of heaven. Unfortunately for Milly, that happily ever after isn't going to sit still and what for her to pluck it out of the sky. She just might have to get a little creative.

    This novella is intended for readers 18+ due to mature content and language.

    The JustOneNight.com Series is a completed series of short novellas.
    Book 1 - No Strings Allowed: Francesca & Thomas
    Book 2 - No Love Allowed: Milly & Derrell
    Book 3 - No Games Allowed: Milly & Derrell

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEKOL Media
    Release dateMay 28, 2017
    ISBN9781386114581
    No Games Allowed: a Novella: JustOneNight.com, #3

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      No Games Allowed - Chencia C. Higgins

      No Games Allowed

      A Novella

      Chencia C. Higgins

      To Milly—

      Because you deserve this and more.

      Copyright © Chencia C. Higgins 2017

      Cover image: Depositphotos

      This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writers’ imagination or have been used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locations or organizations is entirely coincidental. No part of this book may be reproduced in any manner without written permission from the author except in the case of brief quotation embodied in critical articles or reviews. All rights reserved.

      Milly

      Is it too late to change my mind?

      The last time I saw this dude he was apologizing for being unable—more like unwilling—to give me what I wanted, which, for the record, I hadn’t even asked his ass for anything other than to lose my number. Now, four months later he wants to see if there is still room for him in my life.

      Strike one: this is the first thing he said to me, not a hello or even a how’ve you been?.

      Strike two: showing up at my apartment unannounced and uninvited.

      What are you doing here Cory?

      A myriad of emotions ran through me at the sight of him. Shock was the forerunner, followed by confusion with dread coming in dead last. What is he doing here? When I walked out of his home four months ago I assumed it would be the last time I saw him. Ever. He’d made it clear that while I may have switched up the game on him and decided I wanted something closer to a relationship than our agreed upon arrangement, the original plan was all he was interested in. I knew that when I met him and expected that same answer when I entered his home that day. I didn’t hold a grudge against him for it. It was what it was.

      Yet, here he was sitting on my couch after suggesting his views may have changed. Four months later and I still found him to be as fine as the day I first laid eyes on him when we met for what was supposed to be a one-night-stand. I owed it to myself to hear him out if for no other reason than to see what his intentions were when he drove across town to see me. I looked at him and admired his sexy. His appearance hadn’t changed much since the last time I saw him. He was still big and handsome and just the sight of him was mildly arousing. I bit my lip and gently shook my head. Down girl.

      Instead of sitting on the couch where Cory had made himself comfortable, I folded myself into the plush wingback chair in the corner of the room, more than six feet away from the couch. I pulled one of my legs up under me and focused my gaze on my visitor.

      He looked at me, forearms resting on his thighs and spread his large hands out. I’m here because I wasn’t completely honest with you the last time we spoke.

      My brows rose as did the small measure of dread I felt at his presence. What do you mean?

      When I told you I couldn’t give you what you wanted.

      Okay… I trailed off. I had no intention of pulling the information out of him. He needed to tell me what he came here to say.

      The truth is, that bad feeling I got that day was because I knew that I was saying the wrong thing to you. In fact, if you aren’t involved with anyone right now I would love it if you consider being with me. In a relationship.

      My jaw dropped. Even with my little crumb of dread I wasn’t expecting him to go balls to the wall. I thought worst case scenario was him asking to date for a little while or some shit. It was a complete 180 on the tune he sung not too long ago. What happened to make him flip like this?

      Hold up, you’re telling me that you lied to me four months ago and now you want to be in a relationship? With me? I narrowed my eyes at him in disbelief.

      Well… I don’t want to say I lied to you. That doesn’t feel… right… when I think about how that conversation went down. It’s more like I lied to myself. I was lying to myself.

      Once again my mouth was ajar. I fucking knew it! I remember visiting him at his home and thinking that his neighborhood had a distinct family vibe. As if you had to be married and have two point five kids or at least be headed down that path soon for your offer to even be considered on a home there. I swallowed my spit and sat up straighter.

      Wow. I’m a little confused about where this is coming from.

      He nodded. I get that, I expected it.

      Silence fell on us as Cory just sat there staring at me. I raised my eyebrows, silently imploring him to get on with it. He must have read my look because he seemed to shake himself out of his trance.

      Right. I just meant that I expected that because the day we met I told you, very clearly, that I wasn’t anywhere near the market for a relationship. I said that I wasn’t ready to settle down anytime soon. He didn’t look like he needed a response but I nodded anyway because that was true. Cory had basically told me that my role as the latest woman he’d met on Just One Night was to be a distraction while he avoided the pressure he felt from his parents to settle down. He continued on.

      "When you came by that day I was caught completely off guard, ya know. I hadn’t had a chance to really think about it like that. I mean, you rolled up on me said what you had to say and then bounced and I was just… just… there. I was lost and you were gone."

      He started talking about his parents’ expectations but my mind drifted back to the day he referenced from four months ago. The day I cut both Cory and Derrell loose was the day I decided to be a better me. There was no other choice really. I had spent so many years giving pieces of myself to men who didn’t want all of me that by the time I realized what I was doing, I was a shell of a woman. I needed to take better care of myself, emotionally. After soaking through my sheets with what felt like buckets of salty ass tears I thanked God I had the good sense to invest in a mattress protector, rolled out of bed and went to work ridding my life of anything that was not enriching my spirit. I deactivated my membership with Just One Night and purged my smart phone of all contact information for the men I met before and during the time of JON.

      I stripped my apartment of any and everything that made me feel incomplete or reminded me of those men I wanted to forget. Unsurprisingly there was nothing of the one man I wanted to remember. ‘The Great Cleansing’, as I like to call it, took me some time because damn if my smart phone wasn’t a digital little black book. I had numbers for dozens of men; two-thirds of which I hadn’t even slept with. In the notes box of each contact were little bits of information, details on why I kept their number. There were references like gives good head and always pays for dinner and even average dick but cuddle game on 100%.

      The whole ordeal depressed the fuck out of me. When did I become such a sad sack of shit? I’d been on this earth for nearly 33 years and couldn’t even find one man who possessed all of the qualities I desired in a partner. Obviously I needed some help so I decided to seek out a professional shoulder to cry on. I loved my cousin, Francesca, but with finding out she was pregnant and figuring out how to tell Thomas, Frannie hadn’t really been in any position to give me some good unbiased advice.

      Once I figured out what I needed to do I jumped on the computer and navigated to my health insurance website. From there I searched to find out my mental health benefits and if there were any in-network providers in my area. I set my filter and chose the closest office I saw on the list, scheduling my appointment for the following week while on their website. From then on I began to see Dr. Shaunda Stockton once a week. She was a middle-aged woman who owned the private practice that just so happened to be in my insurance network. The website described her therapy style as advice given by

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