Walk With Me 1

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Nicki

I hear the front door open and close. I've been expecting Beyoncé. She said she would get her own ride back from the audition. I've been anxious since she hasn't responded my text about how it went.

"Hey, Nick!" She's got a big smile.

"Hey!"

I walk out the kitchen and give her a big hug. She presses several kisses all over my face.

"You got it, I take it."

"I did."

I lead her to the kitchen and open the fridge. I point to the wine and tiramisu.

"You hungry right?"

"Yep."

Her big smile makes me smile. Beyoncé dances beautifully and with such experience and her own personality. They'd be dumb to turn her away.

"My legs and arms are so sore."

"I'll give you a massage."

"Ooouuuu. I get star treatment."

"Of course!" I kiss her lips and grab us some forks, plates and wine glasses.

We head toward the living room.

"Where is everyone?" Bey asks.

"My babygirl is with Robyn and Ari right now. I think they're shopping."

"Mmm. They been gone how long?"

"Since before I left for our date."

She smiles hard at the word.

"Date."

We sit down on the couch and watch whatever is on the TV right now.

"Tell me everything."

"So... I go in there and perform, one of the directors was older." She says. "He ain't let me finish. And he told me that I was the only one so far that did what he was looking for. I got it immediately."

I kiss her, "so happy for you."

"You never told me what you planned to really do in your future in depth. Like dancing and what else."

"I wanna perform. I wanna maybe even be a choreographer, alla dat. I wanna be a brand."

I nod and give her a kiss.

"You already got that."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

She leans against me.

When we finish our plates I set it on the coffee table and she rests her head on my chest. 

Beyoncé looks at one of our many photos of Jazmine framed on the wall.

"Beyoncé, it was just... a one night stand."

"I understand, Nick."

"I mean, we got drunk and one thing led to another, then Robyn comes into my room like almost 3 months later telling me that she's expecting—-"

"Nick—-"

She holds my face firmly.

"Nick, we weren't together. I'm not gonna hold you to it. I appreciate you telling me."

"I want you, Bey. I've always wanted you. You. You only."

Beyoncé tenses up a bit. It makes me a bit nervous.

"Let's take it slow." She says quietly against my lips.

"Okay."

I nod like an idiot.

My phone dings.

Robyn 🧝🏾‍♀️:

How is it going?
Your daughter and I are anxious.

I show Bey my phone and we giggle.

"I forgot to mention that Robyn and Jazz are my wingwomen."

Beyoncé giggles.

"Me being a mother doesn't bother you?"

"No, we are just now getting together, Nick. Plus the mother title is the best title any woman could ever have. You're a great one too at that. Jazmine is so cute and blessed to have you as a mama."

I smile and I give her a kiss without permission. Beyoncé is a drug and she makes me so crazy and shit.

"Well shit, what do I tell Robyn?" I chuckle against her lips.

"Tell her I'm yours. We takin' it slow but I'm yours."

I smile and type it.

Me:

She's mine.
We takin' it little by little

Not even  a second later, my phone dings.

Robyn 🧝🏾‍♀️:

Yeaahhh
Yaaaas hoooo!!!
Ong how you feel?
I know you wanted her for at least two years
Omgggg
I jus told Jazmine and I kid you not she said "yes!"
OMG ONIKA

Beyoncé chuckles as she sees the messages coming in.

I turn my head and give her one more kiss to the lips.