My Best Friend As A Lover

Chapter Twenty-five

Kira and Devon in multimedia

Chapter Twenty-five

April 27, 2015

"Present Day"

Devon Jackson

I had the whole night planned out for us. I'd literally had her favorite restaurant shut down for the two of us after that a nice romantic and relaxing walk on the beach. I wanted everything to be perfect.

I finished getting ready waiting for her to finish. When she did get done, I just wanted to skip everything and go straight to dessert. The way her outfit hugged that booty of hers and those big ole breasts, too.

I felt hands on me. I looked up she was standing there snapping me back into reality.

"I'm ready now" Kira said. I grabbed my keys following her downstairs. Goddamn got me some feeling some type of way just watching her walk down the steps and out the door. She did something to me.

I swear I will kill niggas if this night is ruin for Kira. I pray to god I don't have to. We've been through so much drama. Right now, we just need an escape from everything. But, I know real soon I'm come face to face with this nigga.

I watched as Kira stood there letting the water hit her feet looking over at moonlight and stars. I stood up, pulling my shirt and pants off putting them next to my shoes. I walked up behind her, picking her up.

"What are you doing" she giggled. I kept doing what I did not paying attention. I went out into the water. Kira clung to me wrapping her legs around.

"You know I'm afraid of being out this far" she said. She playfully hit my chest. I leaned down kissing her.

"I know. That's why I here" I laughed.

It was a nice calm night. Just being with Kira was amazing. So far so good, no drama. Until we was in the beach house when I was knocked out by a blunt object. All I remember was Kira screaming and being knocked out. I woke up on the couch with Daria in front of me.

"Bubba" she said wearily.

"The hell happened" I asked.

"I called but, you weren't picking up and when we got here, you were passed out" she shook her head looking down.

"Where's Kira" I said "Who's we" she looked up then at the kitchen.

"Byron and I" she said texting.

"Where's Kira" I asked again.

"They got her and Nadia" she seemed all shaking for some apparent reason.

"What's wrong" I sounded concerned.

"Nothing" she got up going in the kitchen. I sat up mad as fuck. I flipped the damn coffee table over, getting up.

There better not be one person to tell me to calm the fuck down.

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