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Kyra's POV
Monday, December 25
7:23 a.m.
"Merry Christmas ma," I hear him whisper, then he starts leaving wet kisses on my forehead, pulling me from sleep.
My eyes open slightly.
"I love you," he adds, his lips now on my neck.
I yawn.
It was real?
Damn, I thought is was a dream.
I can't believe we actually had sex....
In my Dad's house.
Oh my god-
I hope him neva hear mi a scream out last night.
That would be so awkward if he did.
I open my eyes all the way and a smile finds my face when I realize he was already staring up at me.
We were both wrapped up under the spread and his head was now on my chest.
This is giving couple goals.
And we're not together.
"Pretty girl" I hear him mutter, tracing his index finger along my jawline.
Awwww.
My stomach flips.
"Yuh good?" his tone filled with concern.
I'm fine.
I nod.
"Sure baby?" he asks, grabbing my chin.
I giggle.
He's so caring and I love that about him.
"Wah funny?" his brows furrow.
You.
"Nothing," I whisper.
"Doh play wid me Kyra," he warns, pocking my side with his free hand.
I laugh, "I'm not playing"
"Did you buy the roses?" I ask him, pointing at the big bouquet of flowers that was still in the same spot I left it last night.
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It's Complicated
Romance"Kyra look pon mi" he lifts my chin up so my eyes could meet his. "Just say the word and we leff right now, yav dah power deh ma" he says, eyes never leaving mine. "The word?" I ask and he immediately opens his phone, dialing her number. "Ah, watch...
