"I love it here," Fatima says, straddling Grey's chest.
"Where?" He asked her.
"Here, with you." She replied looking into his eyes. "I don't know what this feeling is but I ..."
"You...?"
"I like it a lot." She smiled.
"I'm happy you do," he kissed her lips. "Because so do I."
"I just hate that you have to go," Fatima says burying her head in his chest.
"I'll be back before you know it, just gotta check on my mom today and then I'm all yours." Grey rubbed on her. "How about you go fix us some breakfast while I shower? Least we can eat together."
"Okay but," Fatima rolled her eyes, "I don't understand why I can't go with you all of a sudden."
"Come on Fatima, don't start that."
"Whatever," Fatima gets up from the bed and grabs her robe.
"So you're mad now?" Grey called to her as she walked out the room.
"NOPE!" She yelled headed to the kitchen where she was stopped in her tracks.
"5....4....3....2.....1" Grey counted down, barely over a whisper.
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"Greeyyy," he heard from way downstairs.
"Read the note," he says approaching her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
| Dear Fatima, these last few months have been nothing but amazing and I'm actually glad you stayed down and put up with my shit again |
Fatima giggles, your more intentional now and I'm loving it
| to show my appreciation, I want to take you out today, soooo open the card before you continue.|
Fatima sits the note on the counter and grabs the card.
| here's my card, | The card read with Grey's debit card inside.
"Oh," she smiled, sticking out her tongue. "Talk to me nice daddy."
"Finish the note," Grey chuckled.
"Okay okay," Fatima laughed, picking back up the note.
| go get yourself something sexy to wear tonight. Get your hair done, nails done, all on me. Today is about you and yes that's the reason you can't come with me today big baby, - Grey|
"Awww give me smooches," Fatima puckered her lips.
"Smooches?" Grey makes a face. "What are we? 15?"
"Come on don't do that," Fatima says. "Here,"
Grey gave her a kiss and they immediately sat down and got to eating. One thing they both didn't play about was food.
