Read Breaking Hearts (B-Boy #2) Online
Authors: S. Briones Lim
Breaking Hearts (B-Boy #2) (24 page)
I couldn’t help but laugh. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll be gone for a while.”
“How can you be sure—?”
“Where do you think I got my uncanny ability to run away from socially anxious situations?” I cut him off by lifting onto my tiptoes and planting a firm peck on his soft lips. I lowered myself back onto the floor with a smile on my face.
Jacob blinked in surprise. “What was that for?”
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking of you either. Actually, I never have,” I admitted. “When I left Cal U, I desperately wanted to contact you, at least to explain why I had gone…but…”
“Gemma,” he finished.
I nodded. “I did look you up on social media, though.”
“You did?” he perked up.
“But not stalker-ish or anything…I mean I wanted to see you and what you were up to and…” Okay, maybe Jacob wasn’t the only one capable of word vomit.
He took a step forward and cupped my chin. “Is it safe to assume you’re on the same page as I am?”
Once again I rose on my toes and placed my lips against his. This time both our mouths parted, taking each other in. I let out a soft whimper when I felt his hands cup my ass and in return caressed his tongue with mine. He squeezed me tighter, further pulling me in to his body. All of a sudden, he pulled away.
“What?” Confusion flitted my eyes as they darted back and forth between both of his.
“Are you sure your parents won’t come back?” He shifted uneasily. “I have to admit, I’m a bit uncomfortable making out with you in the middle of your living room.”
A sly grin stretched across my face. I took a step forward and wrapped my arms around his neck. “You know, I was always afraid of trying anything new growing up. Maybe I’m just making up for lost time.”
He grinned and placed his hands back on my butt, giving them a playful squeeze. “I’m all for trying new things.”
Some Years Later
The dark coliseum glittered with the bright flashes of cell phone cameras pointed toward the stage. The music was drowned out by the rumbling of the crowd, who were jumping to their feet in excitement.
“Wow,” I breathed, looking around. I yanked at the lanyard around my neck in disbelief, literally having to pinch myself that I was actually here.
France.
To be hired as an official photographer for the International Battle was such a big deal no matter how many years I’d been doing so already.
“Spinja! Spinja! Spinja!”
Of course it didn’t hurt that my husband was one of the world’s most renowned b-boys.
Proud tears brimmed my eyes as the M.C. took to the stage. In a thick French accent, he announced, “And next up for the judge’s exhibition is…well, he needs no introduction.”
Jacob—er, Spinja walked up to the stage and momentarily glanced around. When his eyes landed on me he winked and mouthed, “I love you.”
“I love you too.” I grinned and lifted my camera to my eyes, snapping one of my hundred pictures of Jacob, which weren’t all modest and fully clothed, mind you. My eyes grew heavy, thinking of what I’d be doing to him later that night in our hotel room.
Feeling my cheeks flush, I muttered. “Focus, E.”
Click.
Life can be amazing in so many different ways. After that day Jacob sought me out in Virginia, we found ourselves making plans to move to the same city. We’d already lost so much time and we didn’t want to waste another day far apart. Sure, we opted for the obvious—California or New York, but we didn’t feel that those cities is what fate had in store for us. Call it luck of a draw, but somehow we decided to move to Florida.
We both started at the bottom in the city of Orlando, but we made sure to at least do things we loved. I took my first gig as a photographer at Disney and Jacob worked part-time at a dance studio teaching breakdancing to a bunch of ten-year-olds. Though at times it was hard to make ends meet, we were together and that’s what was important.
Of course, hard work almost always pays off. Jacob never stopped battling and I never stopped taking photos. After being picked up by a local crew—who were better than his old Cali crew, but that’s just my humble opinion—Jacob soon found himself in the big time. Needless to say, Jacob finally accomplished his dreams of traveling the world, having qualified to compete in the International Battle year after year after year. He even was approached by many movie producers to do choreography for those movies Vivian had once told me about, and he has never once compromised his integrity again.
As for me, about a year after we got married I was brought on as one of the breaking industry’s go-to photographers. As Jacob predicted, we were able to travel the world together.
I watched Jacob with awe as he moved across the stage. Every step he took in his top rock was precise, yet relaxed; aggressive but playful. I snapped enough photos to be able to make a flip book. From his top rock he spun down into footwork, doing what he called CC’s, somehow managing to travel the whole stage from left to right. Once he got back to center stage, he began to relentlessly go through his arsenal of power moves—flare to 90 to airflare to hopping airflare back to 90, to drilling his signature10 headspins—it may have only been an exhibition, but in Jacob’s mind it was still a battle.
Needless to say I learned a lot more about breaking in all my years with him, there was no denying he still sexed the air. It was hard not to get turned on watching his muscles flex and the fluidity in his movements. Warming my cheeks once again, I couldn’t help but think of ripping his shirt off and running my tongue across his abdomen as he ravaged my body assuming that he wasn’t tired after the competition.
Click.
But hey, you know what they say about assumptions.
The End
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Fun fact—Breaking Hearts was originally meant to be book one of the b-boy series, but that changed about halfway through writing Breaking Promises…
Thank you to God, my family, my husband (B-boy Limbo), my doggies, BFF, my girls and of course my publishing team and editor for helping make this book a reality.
Also, I wanted to say a huge thanks to the b-boys and b-girls out there who never cease to stop dancing :) A shy girl like me looks up to all of you!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Thanks to her Mom’s unwavering devotion to read a childhood bedtime story to her every single night, S. BRIONES LIM’s love for books began before she could even speak.
Raised in Southern California, Lim initially dreamt of becoming an artist. After a Psychology Degree (Summa cum Laude), a stint in Art School, and a career in Advertising/Media she is finally diving back into her first love–books. As a self-renowned bookworm, Lim’s love for reading has inspired her to pen her own novels and hopes her readers will fall in love with her stories as much as she enjoys writing them.
Her obsessions include time with family, Cherry Coke, popcorn with jalapeños, watching movies and her dogs, Tobi and Roscoe. She currently lives in Virginia with her husband.