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     It's been almost 2 weeks since me and Aaron's last argument about the plan B. If you would even call it a true argument. It was more of a misunderstanding in my brain. Miscommunication that got way out of hand. Anyways, we sorted it out in the morning and hugged it out. Then had some of the nastiest sex that I ever had in my entire life. So bad, that I took a shower until the water went cold and I couldn't look Aaron in the eye for an entire day.

     But through all that, it was still a tender moment between us and I was dying to know if Aaron would say anything similar to the backend of what he said the night before when I was "sleeping". But neither of us has said anything about love to each other, at all. I was waiting for him to speak up first and then I would tell him by feelings for him. It would only make sense. At first it aggravated me because he said everything amazing that I wanted him to say when I was fast asleep, or so he thought I was, and didn't have the manhood to say it while I was wide awake. But I know that he feels it for me and I feel it for him, so I tried not to be too hard on him for not telling me while I was awake.

Still, I wanted to hear it come from his mouth while I was staring at him deep in those beautiful brown eyes. 

 When I decide to say it out loud I'm sure he'll say it back to me as well. When I'll be ready to say it to him out loud is a whole different story.  It should be after our wedding I guess. We'll express our love to each other then, in front of everyone. Then when we go home I'll come to him and tell him that I meant every word of those vows that I said in front of our family.

I decided to shake the stressful idea of the inevitable conversation about love we would need to have from my mind as I sat at home, alone. Not totally alone, I was with Cashew. But still, my mind kept going back how I was waiting to tell me he loved me just for it to not happen. I sighed deeply, there was no use in harping over something that was already in our history books. I was sitting on the couch with Cashew, letting her play in between my fingers. The Nuggets had an away game against the Suns, so we were watching  Aaron closely on the TV, his sweaty body moving swiftly and efficiently as he handled the ball up and down the court with his team mates. I didn't have my glasses on, but I had most of the details of Aarons body memorized so I didn't really need them. 

I glanced over at my rose sitting on the charger and smirked a little before I sighed. I really shouldn't keep her out in the living room but it's not like anyone else would be coming over. Besides, I would need her later since Aaron was going to be away for about a week with all of his upcoming games and I would be watching him work every single one of them.

Still sitting in the living room I watched my man jump up and poster dunk on some player who looked very familiar to me but I couldn't see that well with mum contacts out and my glasses off so I didn't bother to strain my eyes. I gently raised both of my arms in the air as Cashew was still in my hand and let out a quiet little cheer. But as the camera zoomed in I sat up a little as I watched and realized my man landed on the ground very hard on his side. But after a whistle was blown Aaron sat up quickly and flexed in the nearest camera, giving it a stank face. His arms looked good, so muscular, so strong. They would look even better holding my body up against a wall while he-

Damn, I wanna jump on him SO bad right now. 

Me and him weren't able to have a whole bunch of sex before he left for his roadtrip being that our schedules have been busy. In fact the last time we had sex is when we were filthy with each other after our miscommunication. Which is why my rose is charging up right now. "Me and you are gonna have a time tonight little rose." I mumbled to myself glancing over at it to see if the light stopped blinking.  I've been feeling extra horny now that he was far away and out of my reach for the time being. And when I say our schedules have been too hectic  I mean his schedule.  I usually do bookstore, pet store, Tamryn's house every once in a while, and warehouse- I mean... home. He's been busy with interviews, endorsements, games, sleep, and wedding planning with me. By the time we get to be alone he's always too tired and has to rush off to sleep before we can get busy with each other. Always preparing for the next day with all of his many and never ending endeavors. 

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