Famous social media influencer and YouTuber, Allison McKenzie never thought she'd ever find love again in this cold cruel world. The unbelievable part is that she'd never thought she would find it in a Don. She still does not understand how she's at...
"What are you rubbing on your stomach?" I asked and picked up my toothbrush.
"Bio-oil. It's to helps to prevent stretch marks and keep my skin smooth and soft." She informs. "Your children are not going to ruin my perfect amazing body that I worked so hard to achieve."
"List please." I stated and began to brush my teeth.
"Okay so I woke up, emptied my stomach, brush my teeth, breakfast, took my medications and prenatal vitamins, did a small exercise in the gym, took a shower, wash and blow dried my hair, did my skincare routine............ there's something else but I can't remember what it is."
As she stood there pondering, I rinsed my mouth then washed my face.
"Why can't I remember what it is?" She huffs.
I dried my face and walked up to her.
"Ohh yeah." She pressed her lips against mine sweetly.
"Good girl." I commented and walked out of the bathroom.
"I can't believe I forgot that." Allison groans while following me downstairs.
"What do you have planned for today?" I asked and she clapped twice.
"Tomorrow's the big day so I'm gonna get my hair and nails done, I have a lash and brow appointment, Nia's gonna meet me at the salon with my outfits, go to the bank and I think that's it."
"Here's your breakfast Mr. Spencer." The substitute whispers timidly and quickly excused herself.
She too extra now.
"You scared the poor lady." Allison inquired.
"Mi nuh do nutn." I denied and ate my breakfast.
"Anyways, after church tomorrow morning, I'm going to get my makeup done..."
I swallowed. "After wah tomorrow?"
She sighs and took out the chocolate milk from the refrigerator.
"I go to church every year on my birthday." She tells me and I looked at her. "I'm not gonna force you to come."
"You couldn't have."
"But you could if you want--"
"No." I answered blankly.
God would love to see a sinna like me show up on the doorstep of his house.
Unfortunately, I would hate to disappoint my father by murdering someone right after a ceremony.
It's pointless.
Well at least to me.
I don't have a problem with God. Church is just not for me.
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Allison's POV
I was singing along to the blasting music from the car speakers when it suddenly paused.
I turned to look at Enzo. "What is it?"
He didn't say anything so I looked around to see where we're at.
"Oh we're here." I was so down in the song, I hadn't realized we arrived at the salon. "Yuh cudn tell me?"
"Wah mi just do?" Stop mi music.
Grumpy.
I picked up my Prada bag, my phone and my tea.
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