Jereme
Unlike other books or writings on doggish men, this one is specifically unique because you get the truth from their own words.
Fifteen men are interviewed to give you not only the why, when it comes to their doggish ways, but also the how, and their true feelings about their actions.
In this book we look at the married dog, the ones that seem to just “fall out of love”, cut buddies, and that’s not even the half. Open it and you will find the story of Eighty-Eight, a man that let his image allow him to mistreat the woman that he truly loved, and Boss B, one who’s two-timing ways introduced him to the true fury of a woman scorned, along with many more.
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Jereme is originally from the small town of Webster located in Florida, but now resides in Orlando. He graduated from Citrus High in Inverness, FL and before he decided to become a writer he spent four and a half years in the U.S. Army. He is now a student at the University of Central Florida studying Sociology and Women’s Studies. He has a particular interest in relationships, women’s issues, and children, and aims to address the issues that concern them through his passion for writing.
Looking into her eyes it breaks my heart to know that one day I will have no choice but to break hers. I can see the love in them along with the admiration that she has for me. I too have fallen in love, but it wasn’t supposed to be this way. It was suppose to be a hit and run just like the rest of them, but something happened along the way, she hooked me, the unhookable.
With that sweet voice of hers she whispers “I love you,” and it’s real. She doesn’t have to tell me, it’s written all over her face, it’s in her words, it’s in her actions, I even feel it in her touch. I tell her I love her back, she smiles and kisses me, her kiss is the sweetest kiss I could ever imagine. For a moment I forget who I am and fall into what I feel, free and in love, but when the kiss ends, the smiles fade, and her attention is directed back toward the television; I remember what I am, a capital D-O-G, dog.
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