Beyoncé's POV
"Bey where are you going?" He shouted across the house.
"To Nicki's." I yelled. back.
"No!" He yelled and I heard his big ass feet run into my temporary bedroom.
He jumped on top of me pushing me onto the bed.
"Why shouldn't I?" I asked him.
"Cause Nicki can't love you the way I do." He smirked.
"Oh really, could you show me?" I winked and he started to kiss my neck.
He was sucking on my sweet spot before he bit it making me moan his name.
"Oh Shawn...." I moaned.
"That's not my name Bey." He started to pull my skirt off.
He kissed my thighs gently.
Then he went up and kept kissing me and-
"Bey you having some freaky dreams already." He said as I realized what had just happened.
I rubbed my eyes with my hands.
"You look so hot right now." I heard the sound of the iPhone camera and slung my hand over my face while laughing.
"Oh perfect." Jay said like he was really a photographer.
"Go suck a dick!" I shouted and got up.
My robe hang loosely on my me and I while I was walking downstairs I felt a slap on my ass.
"You is one thirsty nigga. I swear!" I said running into the kitchen.
I knew he was running after me and when he pulls his arms out in front of me and yanked me into a hug I laughed then he laughed causing me to laugh even more.
I turned around to look at his face.
"Okay, so... You fixing to cook?" I asked him seriously.
"Nah. You can cook or we can starve."
"Well I guess we gonna starve then I couldn't cook even if my life depended on it." I honestly confessed.
"Bey how bout I show you how to cook."
"Jay I swear I suck I'll burn everything."
"You suck deez nuts! Got em." He laughed.
"Jay that is so two months ago get with the program."
"And what you just said was so basic go get some Starbucks." He rolled his eyes at me and I laughed.
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He spent about three hours trying to teach me to cook.
"I told you I can't cook. " I sighed after I burnt another lasagna.
"Well I guess you was right." He finally caved in.
I looked at my Rolex. It was 8:00 we had thirty minutes he hire we'd be late for work.
"We gotta get dressed Jay we got work."
"Oh shit I forgot!" He exclaimed.
I ran into the room I was sleeping in I guess is my room now and pulled out a tight black dress with a yellow top over it. I took out my new matching yellow Lou Vuitton's and washed my face did my makeup holding my hair in a high messy bun with bangs.
( the B-Day hair )
I picked up my yellow Burberry purse and started to run/ walk down the stairs I picked up Jay's Maserati keys and started the ignition when I got into it.
