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Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 2003
Waking up to the sound of your beeper going off, you reached for it. Reading the number, you tiredly rubbed your eyes, tossing the tiny gadget back onto the nightstand.
Hearing the raspy groan, his arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer. He always made you feel so feminine and dainty, as he slept protectively, over you. Your naked body pressed against his own, your legs tangled amongst his.
"Ivy," you called out, attempting to get out of his grasp, causing him to stir. Pressing against you, he kissed along your shoulder, his hand moving to cup your breast.
"Morning," he grumbled, as you turned, quickly pecking his lips, before slipping out of the bed.
"Where you going, girl?" He asked, watching as your hips switched, as you went to the bathroom.
"I have to go, I have a photoshoot, and Christina is already starting with her calls, and you know I have to be in Miami tomorrow," you explained, before you began washing your face.
"You coming back to me?" He asked.
"I'll try to come see you," you nodded.
"You coming to my game?"
"I'll try to, no promises"
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