Chris,
"How does it look here on Christmas?" I asked Stephanie leaning back against the glass case.
"It's beautiful, and warm."
"I wanna propose on Christmas."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"You do understand, that's 6 months away."
"I know it's enough timing, gives me time to find the ring, figure out what I'm gonna say, and besides. In 6 months we'll be 100 times closer." I replied
"Christmas it is, now the only big thing left for you to worry about is the ring."
"I know." I mumbled sighing. "I think imma just.." I trailed off walking over to another case of rings, "Excuse me, can I see this ring?" I said pointing.
An employee came over unlocking the case before reaching down grabbing the ring I was pointing at, "Sir, This Platinum Marquise Diamond Engagement Ring showcases a magnificent 10.12-carat, marquise cut diamond in the center and 2 trapezoid cut diamonds on the sides."
"Can I see that one also?" I asked pointing to one toward the back." She nodded reaching in the glass case grabbing it handing it to me.
"This Unique Cushion Diamond Engagement Ring showcases a magnificent 10.73-carat, cushion cut diamond in the center, and 2.50 carat weight size of dazzling round diamonds on the sides."
"How much? for this one?" I asked holding up the one she'd just given me.
"$255,950, sir." She said
"And this one?" I asked
"$237,257." she replied, I nodded.
"I don't know which one I want yet. Can you put them both away for me?"
"Of course." She said grabbing them both from me.
"Keep your options open, you may like those but you may see another ring that catches your eye."
"I will." I replied
Beyonce,
"Bey?" Ken said knocking on the door before walking in.
"What?"
"Can I talk to you?" He asked
"Talk dude."
"I ain't mean to upset you, I'm serious. I'm so sorry, I just wanna make sure you're alright, and it wasn't my place to tell you what you should and shouldn't eat, I'm sorry."
"Mhm." I replied
"What you want me to do?"
"Leave me alone."
"No, like forgive me?"
"Ok, now bye."
"Baby girl that wasn't convincing enough." he said sitting at the edge of the bed.
"Nigga you're forgiven."
"Why you so upset?"
"My fuckin feelings are all over the place my boyfriend is never home and I don't know what the fuck I'm doing wrong. I just wanna go home." I said blinking back tears.
"Beyonce, shut up. You sound crazy." Ken said, I rolled my eyes.
"You wouldn't understand, I don't expect you to either. Just get out." I said, he shrugged getting up. He walked over to me kissing my forehead before leaving out. I laid down pulling the blanket up over my body. I wiped my tears as they rolled down my cheek.
"Get up babe I'm taking you out." I heard Chris say, I sat up. "What's wrong?" He asked
"I don't know." I replied, he smiled a little helping me out of bed.
"I love you." He said grabbing my face looking me directly in my eyes.
"I love you too." I replied as he wiped my tears.
"Come on and get ready. Need me to help you?"
"No."
"Need me to do anything?"
"We ran out of Oreos and cheese."
"We can stop to get you some while we're out." He replied, I smiled.
"Ok." I said, he let my face go so that I could get ready.
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"I'll make love to you, Like you want me to, And I'll hold you tight." Chris sang along with the radio, he looked over occasionally poking my cheek. "Baby all through the night, I'll make love to you, When you want me to." He grabbed my face making me look at him. "And I will not let go, 'Till you tell me to."
"Chris c-"
"Wait baby this my part."
"But-"
"Girl relax, let's go slow I ain't got nowhere to go." He leaned over pecking my lips quickly. "I'm just gonna concentrate on you, Girl are you ready, it's gonna be a long night Throw your clothes, on the floor on." He tapped my nose gently, I blushed turning the radio down.
"Baby we can park right here." I said pointing, he nodded slowing down before parking. He turned the car off getting out the car walking around to my side opening my door for me. He grabbed my hand helping me out, he closed my door and followed me down the side walk.
"What you wanna do first?" He asked dropping his arm over my shoulders.
"Baby can we get a tattoo."
"That's them hormones talking."
"No baby I'm for real, I want one on my finger."
"You for real, for real?"
"Yea, pleaaaaaase?" I pouted, he sighed and nodded.
"I guess so."
"We can get matching tattoos."
"Like what?"
"I don't know, I'll think of something." I replied.
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"See look he got a new needle, he cleaned it. He got new ink too. So everything is cool." Chris assured me, he had already gotten his tattoo. I nodded my head sticking my finger out.
"Did it hurt Chris?"
"Not to me, I'm used to getting them." He replied, I heard the needle start. I took a deep breath closing my eyes.
Throughout the whole thing, Chris kept laughing because my other hand would not stop shaking, and I kept my eyes closed.
"Was that bad?" Chris asked, I shook my head.
"It was ok." I replied as he help me out the chair.
"You wanted it." he said paying the tattoo artist before making our way out.
"Baby I want my Oreos and cheese."
"We gone get it, I promise baby girl."
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Boa next chapter....
Just know, I love you guys and you love me. And shit happens, remember that.
Chris and bey's tattoo in the media.
Anyways this new wattpad update is the shit 🙌.
~Jay
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Perfect Man (COMPLETED)
FanfictionThe perfect man? Impossible, but what happens when she meets the perfect man? He seems too perfect, sweet, caring, loyal, respectful, the only thing wrong is that he doesn't make as much money as she does. (COMPLETED)
