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We've been in Myrtle Beach for a couple of days now and everything has been cool, no issues. We usually seem to always run into some shit while here. Honestly, I'm just glad to have Breonna here with me, to be able to spend this time with her. What I'm really feeling is that she hasn't complained once. Any other girl I've been with would have left and asked me for some money to shop and shit. I asked Bre if she wanted to go do anything and she said she wanted to be with me and experience this. What? Maaaan, she has a nigga feeling a type of way.
Walking around, checking out these custom rides, Bre was curious about some cars. "So, these custom cars, they didn't come like this, straight off?" she asks, trying to wrap her head around all the mods.
"Nah," I start, diving into the details, "each one's unique, tailored to what the owner wants. Like mine, I've got them set up just how I like. I've built each one a specific way, each different. From engine mods to just dropping them lower. There's so many ways to customize a car." I explained while pointing out a car that had the hood up.
Bre's eyes shine with interest. "Ok, I'm learning a lot," she says, smiling wide.
"Oh, yeah? Soon I finna have you working under the hood." I tease, pulling her in close.
She laughs, brushing off the idea. "Oh please."
"I'm serious baby, you know how to change a tire?" I nodded to a few people that I knew.
She stops and gives me a look. "Uh, sir! Does it look like I can change a tire?"
"What if I'm out of town and you get a flat?" I questioned, curious about her answer.
"I'd call your shop," she replies, easily.
I can't help but laugh. "Nah I'll show you how, it's easy. No need to depend on others for that. Don't be calling no other niggas, Bre"
She giggled as I kissed her cheek. " Here you go with that." She replied as some Bikes rode by.
" I've always wanted to ride a bike." She watched as the guys on bikes made their way into the parking lot. " Shit, I've got something for you to ride." I joke. She playfully hits me.
" Aubrey stop being nasty."
" Huh? What are you talking about? I meant an actual bike. I have a few bikes and I'll take you for some rides." I gave her a grin while she rolled her eyes.
"You aren't funny. I know exactly what you meant, nigga! I'm not riding anything until...." She started but I stopped her with a kiss.
" Until what, Ms. Gulbrandson? Hmm? What you got to say?" I said against her lips there was so much going on that no one was paying attention to us.
" Nothing." Murmuring, her face now buried into my chest.
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Breonna and I had just finished a nice little dinner date. I had decided to take her out tonight because tomorrow night I'm hosting this big party. I wanted to make sure I spent a decent amount of alone time with Bre while here. I've been busy with car shit, I feel like she may be tired of seeing cars.
