Can you read my love language?
-Queen Naija
Tamera, a cocky and rich girl, has everything she could possibly want. A house, a car, a dog, you know living the American dream as some would say, so why does she feel like something or someone is missin...
"Yes, she said it was our wedding gift." Tamera said and he nodded.
"Well let's start settling in cause I know you want to go to the beach. And Paris gotta beach house so it ain't that far, we literally are across the street." He said and she nodded with a smile as they began opening their suitcases.
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"It's hot as a bitch out here," Tamera said as her and Khalil went to the beach.
"Yep. I can't wait to dunk yo ass in that water," He said and she rolled her eyes with a smile.
"I love when your hair is like that," Khalil stared at her in awe as her natural hair blew in the very light wind.
"Thank you," Tamera giggled as they reached the front of the beach, not too close to the shoreline though.
"You know what you doing," He said, as he unfolded the lounge chairs he brought for them.
"What?" Tamera played innocent. "I'm not doing anything," She said.
"Stop, playing wit me. Especially with what you got on, sexy ass." He said, smacking her ass before sitting down.
Tamera's face got hot as she saw his he eyes up drag from her legs to her face.
"Thank you," She smiled. "You know I'm surprised. Most men hate when their women show off their body and be wanting them to cover up. But you could careless,"
Khalil looked at her. "Well I ain't most men Mrs Thomas and I thought you knew that already. But you can come outchea' with a damn thong on and I wouldn't give a fuck. Cause they all can look but I'm the only one who gets to touch. Plus you look good, why wouldn't you show off your body?"
"I wish more men would be like you cause I l know my fellow wives be struggling," She shook her head and he chuckled.
"They should. It's literally the bare minimum," He told her.
"You're right but in our generation it's not. Which is lowkey sad," She told him and he nodded.
"You're right. It's so funny to me how niggas be like I wanna baddie or whatever but they get one and treat her bad because they insecure. They think that the girl should tone it down when he gets with her and that be that bullshit. All of em wanna baddie but not everybody can handle one." He said and Tamera stared at him in shock and admiration.
"Who—"
"Common sense," He said and she nodded with a chuckle.
"And ion play that shit. I might be Raffiel and Zyire bro but I'ma tell Alex and Amara if they did something ina heartbeat. The only reason I didn't tell her the first time is because he said he wanted to do it, and that's understandable. But yeah I check them mufuckas when they wrong." He said and she smiled, climbing on his lap.
"You so fine when you talk like that," She said as she then laid her head on his bare shoulder.
"I love you. You know that?" She asked and he smiled, nodding.
"Yes and I love you too Mrs Thomas," He told her and she smiled.
"Boy changed my named and don't know how to act,"
"And don't," Khalil did the 'period' hand motion, causing her to throw her head back laughing.
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