Diamond In The Rough: Heart of Detroit Series
Rob never wanted changed. Just released from prison, trying to stay out of trouble and keeping to himself - He accepted his fate to be alone because of the monster everyone thought him to be. Until he saw Diamond. He couldn't stop looking at her or thinking about her and when the opportunity arose to speak to her he knew his life could be forever changed. Would he go back to being the monster or take a step of faith out on a new beginning.
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Author's Note: I should warn you that this book is in parts instead of chapters. Originally the intention was going to be a cell phone novel, but as the story evolved I became more interested in being the cliffhanger queen rather than writing for the genre itself. I should also let you know there are relatable characters in the stories that appear in my other books, which can be found in my bookstore on my website. http://sylviahubbard.com/books
It had been three days since he had seen her last. Rob had a schedule he stuck to and she was apart of it.
Five-thirty a.m.: get off work. By six, he was getting breakfast and coffee and then at six-thirty he was turning down his street where he had seen her at the bus stop on her way to work. He could tell by the way she was dressed she was on her way to work. She didn't wear a uniform, but she was dressed in business attire. Except on Fridays, she usually wore some jeans or a nice blue jean skirt that accentuate her muscular calves, her thick thighs and her nice grippable hips.
There was a time or two he had been tempted to stop and talk to her but for some reason he had a feeling she was above his station. It wasn't that he was intimidated by her. He just felt she most likely was taken or she was one of those 21st century busy women who had no time for anything.
A certain respect came to mind when he saw her and seeing her at the bus stop gave him assurance there was A God and He still made beautiful things man could enjoy looking at.