Lamaya POV
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•LA^America•
1 amI'm currently in my living room exhausted from the flight from Jamaica to Los Angeles my legs are swollen and I can hardly walk. The twins are kicking me in my lower back and ribs
Missing the heck outta my man and I just want a massage to be honest; it's currently 4 am in Jamaica since we are three hours behind
I wonder if zyairie misses me?; I just settled in the house and now I'm resting on the couch, putting the tv on Netflix I sigh snapping it posting it on my status
Not even a minute after my phone starts ringing...
***Mr.Bartley 🥺❤️💍***
I answer as zyairie pops up on the camera with low eyes staring at me I bite my lip smiling he's so fine
I'm guessing he's at home he looks so good it hurts my eyes to stare; and not to mention his locs are in his face
Hey mami
I blush biting my bottom lip as he smiles at me I try to control my face as it starts malfunctioning
Hi
YOU ARE READING
ʙᴀᴅᴍᴀɴ ᴀ ᴍɪ ᴛʏᴘᴇ
Romansa𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒎? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚? 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅.