"Church girl, don't hurt nobody.."
Pastor's wife trapped in an arranged marriage with repressed feelings about her sexuality. She's always been able to keep a great poker face but what happens when she meets, Beyoncé..
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I watched the clip of us during a recent interview over and over again on my phone with a wide grin plastered across my face.
At this rate Beyoncé and I made no attempts to hide our relationship in public. Of course we didn't come right out and say it but our actions did nothing but fuel more rumors and chatter surrounding our bond.
We were the talk of every media outlet. Of course that wasn't out of the ordinary for Beyoncé but she made sure I was shielded from most of it as best as she could.
I continued to smile watching the clip over and over again until I felt my phone snatched out of my hand and looked up to see a sweaty Beyonce fr in front of me.
"Break times over! Let's go.." She tossed my phone onto the bench inside the fitness room before smacking butt.
"Ow! I thought we were done working out?" I whined. "No, baby that was barely a warm up. Come on we're doing the treadmill for a little bit.." She said dragging me towards the odd looking contraption.
"Do I have to?" I whined.
"No, but I'd love it if you did.." She looked at me with those big, soft eyes which is exactly how I found myself on a treadmill doing vocal exercises.
"So every m-morning you get up and do this?!" I asked completely winded.
"Most mornings yes or at night if I'm too tired in the morning. Now finish the vocal exercise.."
"Can you do it again?" I asked and she nodded before demonstrating going through all of the vowel sounds.
"You have such a pretty tone...I love the way you flow through all your vowels. It's so sexy.."
"Only you would think something like that is sexy.." I laughed all the while still running on the treadmill as she did as well.
"Everything you do is sexy.." She winked and turned up her speed, she then reaching over to do the same to mine.
"Hey! I didn't ask for that!" I said as I started to speed up against my will. My legs were already burning but as we went back to the vocal exercises my focus shifted.
Once we were done we did some yoga to relax our muscles which pretty much did the opposite for me. I love Beyoncé but I'm starting to think she's preparing for a war behind my back with all these crazy workouts.
"You owe me a fancy dinner." I pouted as I laid out breathless as faint the yoga mat.
"Whatever you want baby.." She pecked my lips and helped me up before carrying me towards our room.
________ Later that night...
"Over and over again, I try to tell myself that we could never be more than friends
