Sexual Healin': A BWWM Billionaire Romance by Sherie Keys Page B

sprang to her eyes. "I know you're telling me the truth, Alice, but I just can't stand it!"
     
    Alice shook her head and took her friend's hands in hers. "Listen to me, girl. He is only interested in your body, and if that works for you then keep it, but if you love him and he doesn't want your heart, then get out now because it's only going to hurt you. One of you has to put you first, and it's obvious that it isn't going to be him. He is putting himself and his wants and needs first, and that's what you have to do.
     
    “You have to decide what's more important to you; love or money. If the money is more important, then stay. Make the money, have great sex, and don't lose your heart in the process. If love is more important than money, then you better quit now, before it's too late. Break up with him and walk away."
     
    Brandy's eyes grew wide and she shook her head. "No! No, I couldn't do that!" she insisted.
     
    Alice looked pointedly at her. "You two have been like rabbits. How much more money do you need?" she asked seriously.
     
    Brandy looked at her sadly and shook her head. "I have a lot of money now. I don't need more money; I just need him," she said in a soft tone.
     
    Alice shook her head. "Well, from what you just told me, you aren't going to get him."
     
    Brandy sighed. "I know you're right. He isn't going to leave his wife for me, and he isn't going to change anything between us because he isn't in love with me."  She shook her head. "I've gotten myself into something I never should have. There's nowhere for me to go with this but out. That's my only choice. I can't keep being with him feeling like I do; I love him and he isn't going to give me that back. He isn't going to love me. It's a one way street. I have to let him go."
    A tear rolled down her cheek and she brushed it away quietly. Alice rubbed her fingers over Brandy's hand and comforted her. "You're going to make it through this. You're going to be better off without him. You have the money you need, now focus on school and yourself and your work, and get back into the good place that you found yourself in before; except with more money. You're going to be fine, and I'm here for you, too. I'm always here for you."
     
    Brandy nodded and moved to hug her friend. They changed the subject of their conversation and spoke at length about other things, and when their visit was over, Brandy went home.
     
    The moment she closed the door behind her, she felt the emotion in her well up and wash over her, and she sobbed at the idea of giving Kyle up, but she knew she had to. She cried so hard that she threw up, and then she cleaned herself up and she picked up the phone and called Kyle.
     
    He looked at the caller ID and smiled. He had been trying to give himself a little space with her lately because she had fallen in love with him and he was trying everything he could not to fall for her. He knew it was the last thing that he wanted to have happen, but he was still very glad to hear from her. Spending time away from her had only made him want her more.
     
    "Hello, Brandy!" he said with a smile.
     
    "Hi."  Her throat was sore from crying and he knew that she sounded off.
     
    "What's going on? You don't sound good. Are you alright?" Concern gripped his heart.
     
    She didn't know how she was going to say it or continue, but she knew she couldn't go back, she knew she had no choice but to move forward and go through with the intention for her phone call.
     
    "Kyle... I'm so sorry. I have given a lot of thought to it and I just can't see you anymore,” she said quietly.
     
    There was silence on the other end of the line and he listened to her words, but they strangled him and he couldn't find a way to speak. He wasn't sure he had heard her right. There had to be a mistake.
     
    "What?" he asked uncertainly.
     
    She closed her eyes and drawing a deep breath, she forced herself to say it again. "Kyle, I need to stop seeing you. This has to be it