Lamaya POV
***************************************************************Zyairie takes my hand bringing me to the jet. I yawn rubbing my eye with my free hand; I look back to see the car
My hubby is walking in front me;he brings me to my regular seat. It's so early and I already miss the twins
Feeling home sick; after a very long time of convincing me I decided to leave the twins in the care of family
Yes Meek and Monty is there and the inner gang but I can't help but still feel paranoid after everything that happened
It was a year and a couple months ago yet I can't get over it
We strap in as walla voice is being heard throughout the jet speaker. I laugh as he goes on with a speech
Looking over at zyairie I noticed he's doesn't look annoyed like he usually would he's smiling, somebody is in a good mood
"Yah wrap it up," zyairie says making walla laugh
"Anxious are we,?" He says in a tone
Anxious about what? I won't even ask maybe it's an inside joke between them or something
Zy holds my hand as it takes off. I squeeze his hand as the jet goes up; with my eyes closed I tried to focus on anything
It's craft is steady yet I can't seem to open my eyes yet. Zyairie rubs circles around my hand back with his thumb
It's calming taking a deep breath I opened my eyes zyairie is staring at me with a concerned look
He's so gentle with me and it just makes me feel like a baby sometimes; he takes his hand out mind unbuckling my strap he taps his lap I get up going over to him sitting on his lap
He holds me close
"Still scared of heights,?" I nod. I'm trying to get over it but I don't know it's hard because what if I fall or the jet crashes...my anxiety won't allow me
Zyairie looks like he's deep in his thoughts until he looked up at me. He gives me a smile before talking
"I'll help you get over it," he says I smile
"Baby," I say as zyairie hum looking away from the movie that's playing on the screen. I sigh knowing I will most likely say something that gets him angry
Taking my time I chew on my lip, looking down I can feel his stare and I know he wants to know what's on my mind
It's obvious I have something to say and he wants to know but he's giving me time to say it on my own
"Do you love me,?"
"Yah wid mi heart b," he says without hesitation
"Do I make you happy,?" I say
"Wah kinda question dat b yuh mek mi di happiest man pon earth mi lucky fi have yuh tru yuh nuh kno," he says using his finger to lift my chin up to face him
"Weh all a dis a come from,?" He asked as I look down again
"Mi love yuh b and yuh mek mi happy believe me," zyairie says holding my hand in his
I nod focusing on the movie I know zyairie feels the shift in energy and I still have questions brewing in my mind I want to ask
The movie goes on to the middle I'm not focus on it anymore the thoughts have consumed me and I can't help but feel sad
My eyes well up with tears making me shift. I get up going to the room not looking at zyairie. Closing my eyes I went into the bathroom
Shutting the door behind me I sat down on the toilet seat just looking down at the floor. What's happening?
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