Not everything that glistens is gold, didn't your mother tell you that growing up?✨
Born with a nothing short of a gold spoon in her mouth as the heir to one of the richest Dynasties in Jamaica, the young Ms.Carter has life set out for her. From her...
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Taniyah Carter June 2 9:09 p.m.
I arrive at the airport and spot him coming through the doors before he sees the car. I smile and pull over at the curb feeling excitement fill me.
He stops and picks up his phone, I answer his call as soon as it phone rings through the car.
"Babe look up I'm in the black g-wagon." He looks straight at the car, I pull my door and run as fast as I can towards him and jump into his arms.
He releases the suitcase and catches me.
As soon as my arms wrap around him I feel myself relax.
He hugs me back tight, "I missed you so much." I snuggle into him."I missed you too baby." He responds hugging me.
I pick my head up to look at him, I press several kisses on his lips. "I'm so happy you're here."
We stay in eachohthers arms for a while before separating. He hands me the bouquet of flowers he's carrying , I blush with a smile.
"Thank you." I hug them feeling my heart flutter. He kisses my cheek, "I love you."
He picks up his suitcase and places it in the trunk before getting in the drivers seat and forcing me to the passenger.
I sit with my flowers and pull across my seatbelt. As I do so I'm just watching him, my excitement inexplicable.
He reaches over and rubs my thigh, "You feel okay mama?"
I nod, "Yes, I'm okay." "You rest today? Take you medicine?" He follows up.
"I did everything the doctor said I should." I assure him, "Good girl, you eat already?" He asks me.
"Umm, no but I made us dinner it's at home." I tell him, He gives me a look through the corner of his eyes before returning his focus to the road.
"Wah me say about doing too much?" He starts on me, I sigh.
"I just...I missed you so I made you something you'd like..it wasn't exerting. It was actually kind of relaxing babe, I just wanted to do something nice for you." I admit.
I had so much fun in the kitchen just making him something...now he's mad at me for it.
I pout now feeling bad.
He reaches to hold my hand and lifts it to his lips pressing it against them. "Thank you, I appreciate it mama but I really just want you to get better baby. Okay? It concerns me when you do too much things. I don't want you to get sick."
I nod in understanding, he rubs my hand. "You still feeling the pain?"
