𝔇𝔢𝔧𝔞𝔥 𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔯 ¹⁹
After the surprise cake in bed and the gifts this morning I didn't go back to sleep,there was no way that I would have been able to after all that excitement.
It's now 7am in the morning and after Kia went home Kimalie and I stayed up in the living room and watched my favorite series " How to get away with murder" which is pretty ironic, it's basically the story of my life.
Kimalie fell asleep after the first episode, usually mi woulda vex but seeing all the effort that me put in this morning for my birthday I just let him rest, he did say that he had something else planned for tonight so he'll need all his energy for that.
My mom came home two hours ago and went to sleep. When she got in, she saw Kimalie and I laid up in the couch. Usually she would have disapproved, but I guess I got a bly because it's my 19th birthday.
Kimalie and I have been sleeping in the same bed for 2 weeks since his wounds are better and he's able to move around. My mother doesn't know about this and I hope it stays that way because if she did,bwoy him woulda get put out long time.
"Babe time fi get up" I tapped his shoulder lightly. All now the bwoy no move sleep dead lakka wah. Gathering all my strength I shock him vigorously until he finally grunted in response.
Whew! then a really dis mi affi go do fi the rest a mi life.
"Weh yah wake mi so early fah D?" He questioned sleepily.
He's so cute wen him just wake, and the deep morning voice my God, really cah get tired fi hear it.
"A time fi yuh get up." I stated cheerful.
"Get up and do what exactly? Last time mi check mi cah leff the yaad or man ago try kill mi again. So where exactly are we going?" He said, getting heated.
This whole staying in the house plan is really affecting him seeing that he was raised in the streets and in a gang, a peaceful is life kinda boring to him, but his safety matters and as long as me alive him nah leff out here.
It's kinda funny that we both ended up in the same situation.
"Mi just wah we spend some time together before mi go school." I mugged, moving away from him.
Unexpectedly he drag mi back down into the settee.
"Den nuh dat yuh fi say b, yah get miserable fah?" He asked, wrapping his arms firmly around my body.
"Gimmi a kiss." I said, aggressively grabbing his head and pulling him towards me.
Slowly his lips came into contact with mine as we ventured off into a slow sensual kiss.
As the kiss deepened he moved his hand to the back of my neck roughly bringing me closer to him.
Getting more aggressive he bit down on my lips causing a chain of chemical reactions to clog my brain.
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