2 DAYS LATER: Ta'Tiana's POV: I wake up in jonathan's bed and he's still sleep beside me. I came here late last night just missing his touch and got in bed with him.
I run my nail along his jaw line and he stirs in his sleep. I gently kiss on his neck, revisiting the fresh hickey's I made just last night.
"mmm, good morning pooh." he says in his sexy low morning voice.
"Good morning baby." He pulls my body closer and kisses my forehead while I get comfy on his chest again.
I fall more and more and more and more in love wit this nigga every second, for real, he treats me so right when he decide not to be on no stupid shit.
I eventually get up and get into the shower, him joining me minutes later, and then we get dressed and go downstairs to make breakfast.
He dropped serenity back off with meme yesterday, so it's just us in his house, we talk about random shit while we make pancakes.
I flip one over and he glances at it, doing a double take, "what in the hell?"
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"what"
"that ain't round!"
"it don't gotta be! what's important is the flavor." I say, mugging him before i go back to cooking, he chuckles and pulls out some eggs."what you got planned for today?" I ask.
"Uhhhh Ion know imma maybe uhh..." I give him a look and take out the pancake I was cooking.
"Don't do dat, wassup."
"Nothin ion know."He avoids eye contact.
"Babe." I cross my arms and look at him.
"Bae don't worry about it, look, it ain't nothin bad, it ain't nothin wrong, nothin you'd be mad about just trust me on this one aight."I eye him and he holds my gaze.
"Okay baby." He kisses my forehead and starts making his eggs.
Call me dumb but I trust jonathan, this little thing is not gonna fuck up my mood I got faith in him. I finish making my pancakes while he gets the plates out and we sit at the kitchen island to eat. He eyes me all weird and taps his foot while I eat and I try to ignore it but his gaze is throwin me off. I put my fork down and turn to face him.
"Bae what"
"Nothin."
"It's something, you not even eatin ya food."
"It's nothin, I was just sayin my grace."
I give him a look and he eats his food.
And then there's just awkward silence.
"Fuck it." Jonathan gets up and goes upstairs, leaving me confused as shit. He comes back downstairs and stuffs sum in his pocket, looking back up at me wit a big ole grin."Now I was tryna wait on this, I had yo ass a whole day planned, but you been naggin-"
