▌𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙚▌𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧
𝘼 𝙨𝙚𝙭 𝙨𝙮𝙢𝙗𝙤𝙡
𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉𝙄𝙏𝙔 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙎𝙀 . The blondie at most and the girl of every mans dreams, but not his dreams, definitely not deva...
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❝Guilty?❞
ꗃ𓂃҂𓈈▬ December 10, 1991 California. no placement
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"Hey, big daddy," I said to suge as I caught him outside near the balcony. He was sitting down with a blunt hanging from his lips, he sat with his legs slightly crossed airing his eyes away from a magazine he was holding.
"How was your flight in, you didn't tell me you were here," I whispered in his ear before I placed a quick kiss on his cheek. I did know that he was here but I pretended otherwise to not spoil my surprise.
"Seems unlike it. If you made me breakfast. Coming out here with half-opened robe and shit." He pointed out as I placed his breakfast down and sat right in his lap. "Okay, maybe I knew. But I did however decide to cook my man something because I know he's been working all night." I continued to whisper as I smiled.
"Hmm...cooking for me? Having on some sexy linger---
"It's called a Versace pair of undergarments."
"What the hell is an undergarment?"
"Another proper word for underwear. I learned it from a t.v. show."
"Whatever t.v. show it was. Never watch it again, okay?" He mentioned making me laugh.
"I'll try." I giggled before I placed a kiss on his cheek. I continued to hug him as I felt his very arms come under me holding me dearly. He held on to my open side as I sat on his lap.
I ran his eyes over my outfit seeming to admire what I had on. "My little barbie doll lookin' all nice."
"Barbie doll? That's new."
"It's the blonde hair. I know. But I was going for black barbie vibes."
"Well, whatever vibe you were going for you did everything right. Princess."
"I'm loving these nicknames."
"You want to hear mine?"
"Absolutely not. I can make nicknames for you and they'll be elegant I'm a grown man so why would I need a nickname?'
"What does that have to do with any-" my sentence was cut off by the ringing of the doorbell. "Whose that?" Suge asked me as he placed the blunt out. U gave him an innocent smile when I snapped my eyes from the direction of the door of our room.
"Oh. I forgot to mention."
"What?"
"I invited the girls over."
"Oh, so that's why you did all this? Dressing all nice making me breakfast?"
"No. No, I did it to be nice. But the girls I was going to ask about it later. I didn't expect them to come this early."
