~Amirah's POV~
My eyes fluttered open as I slowly go up, I got up I hissed in pain. The throbbing pain in my head pushed me back into place, "oh my head..." I whispered painfully.
I grumbled as I looked at the ceiling, "why'd I have to drink so much at the club?" I asked myself as I held my hand on my forehead.I heard a knock from the as I turned my attention to the white door to my right. "Come in." Was all I could as I groaned in pain,
In walked Giovanni as he carried a tray holding a plate of breakfast, a card, and a small vase of flowers. "Good morning doll face," he chimed to me with a smile as he placed the tray down on my lap.
"Good morning Gio~ Sorry about last night, I was so exhausted and I have a little bit of a-."
"Headache? I bet you do, Asjah told me about your little drinking game last night." He said casually, making me bite my tongue.
"Oh s-she told you about that?" I stuttered embarrassingly, while rubbing the back of my neck anxiously while trying to avoid his eyes.
"I didn't know my little dove was a drinker~." He chuckled lightly looked away embarrassed.
"I-I'm not really a drinker, I just...well, I don't really know." I said admittingly, "I guess I did it impulsively, but I'm not really the drinking type." I said to him while looking downwards.
"I guess I just wasn't my usual self last night." I said as I felt ashamed, it wasn't my usual behavior to act in this manner. The way I acted last night wasn't me or close to who I was.
"Well no matter how you acted last night, it wasn't your fault. I'm the one who propelled those actions within you," he took my chin softly in his grasp, while carefully lifting my face up to look into his eyes.
" You my dove have nothing to worry about because I'll do anything I can to make it up to you." He said lovingly making me smile.
"I was thinking today, maybe we could leave out the house after you finish eating and finally have a real date for once?" He asked me.
"Really? You mean it?" I asked him as he nodded with a smile.
"Oh my god, OH MY GOD! There's so many things we can do, there's the beach, restaurants, the park, the movies, the arcade, the ice cream parlors, the mall, nature trails, dancing, clubs! There's so much we can go to!" I said excitedly.
"Ow," I winced in pain from my headache.
"Woah, woah, calm down doll face, you already have a terrible headache and your still hungover, so until it goes away your slowing down. Until then eat up." He said in a strictly.
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Dark Chocolate: A BWWM Story
General FictionAmirah Harris is 23 old women stuck working dead end jobs of being a waitress and a motel maid. She works by taking orders, cleaning disgusting floors, and working inhumanly long hours. She goes to college on top of that which eats at her as well. O...