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Life couldn't get any better right now I had the girl of my dreams, and I was producing more and more with well-known artists all of it seemed so perfect. I watched her do her makeup since I promised her that we would go to a cute lil restaurant just the two of us then I planned on taking us to the picnic I had set up for us. As she stared in the mirror I couldn't help but think about what our life would be like here on out 5 years, shit even 10 years from now. I'm hoping we have kids cause the number of times I've been trying to get her pregnant I'd be damned if we don't have some kids in a few years together.
"You ok Metri, you are staring at me mad hard right now?" she asked with her lips all glossed up, I tried my hardest not to concentrate too much on how her lips would feel on my di-.
"METRI hello".
"Sorry princess you just look so good right now, you sure you want to go out still cause we could always have fun at home" I got up from the edge of the bed where I was sitting and approached her slowly. She had this big grin on her face as she met me halfway.
"I would die for you baby you know that," I said looking down at her small frame, she had my heart on lock and as cliche as that shit may sound but she was the only girl in the world with the key. I wanted to marry this woman, give her everything her heart could ever desire.
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An hour laterAaliyah sat in the beautiful restaurant taking in how gorgeous it was with her mouth slightly open without realizing. Demetrius watched with a sly grin at how cute she looked to him.
"You like it ma," he asked her breaking her out of her daze.
"You kidding I love it but the old white ladies grilling me is killing the vibe, like ok Barbra I know you haven't seen black people since the segregation era pooh".
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his safe space (completed)
Romance𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 who have been separated for some time reunite however, mindsets have changed, feelings have changed and all-around people have changed as a whole. What happens when the two realize it for themselves. 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭...