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Ciara is in the kitchen putting the groceries. I close the door and take my sit on the sofa. I lean my head back and close my eyes to recharge.

As I'm slightly asleep I feel someone get ontop of me. I open my eyes and its Ciara.

"Hi," she greets with a smile on her face. I chuckle.

"What are you doing?" I ask her and she looks at me surprised by my question. She rolls her eyes at me in annoyance and gets off of me.

"I don't know. What did it look like?" She asks me back but sarcastically.

I don't say anything and she walks back to the kitchen. It then clicks,she wants sex. I get up from the sofa and follow Ciara to the kitchen. I find her unpacking the fruits,vegetables,meat and pasta. Whatever she's gonna use to cook and I walk up to her but she ignores me.

"It was a joke. I know what you want so let's do it," I tell her confidently but she doesn't seem to care anymore.

"Cece did you hear what I said?" I ask and she is dead silent. she's upset.

"Lets have sex just like you wanted," I insist and she turns to look at me.

"Do I look like somebody who would want to have sex with you?" She asks bitterly. I'm taken aback. I don't know what to say.

"Because if you think so you are totally right," she says and I sigh out of relief that she laughs.

I then wrap my arms around her from behind and she giggles.

"We can do it right here right now," I suggest and she turns to look at me.

She grabs a strawberry from the counter and puts it in my mouth and kisses me. It feels good. A combination of Ciara's magnificence and the sweetness of the berry.

No,thank you. Not now," she says.

"Are you serious right now?" I ask.

"Yes. Not now,I'm not prepared. You'll know when I'm ready," she says and perks my cheek.

"Okay," I reply with a chuckle. She then goes back to unpacking.

"What's that special meal you were talking about earlier?" I ask.

"You'll see," she tells me and I nod in affirmation.

I lean my back on the edge of the kitchen sink watching Ciara prepare the meal.
Suddenly,a knock.

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