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I buried my face in my work all day, ignoring and avoiding anyone I possibly could. I was feeling sick and wanted to get this day over with so I could go home. I wasn't able to eat anything all day because I had a lot of meetings and back to back press conferences. It was close to the end of the day and I had my last meeting. I was kind of excited for this meeting because I could finally see him. He was all I could think about throughout the day, it kind of helped but not so much.
I gathered my things then stood up, I immediately started to feel dizzy so I clenched the edge of my desk. That didn't help at all. I started to feel nauseous and my body started to feel hot and cold. What the fuck is happening to me right now? I put my head down then clenched the side of my head. I heard my door open and I looked up slightly. Before I could gather my words to say something I passed out.
I started waking up and felt something wet on my forehead, I didn't know what it was and it kind of grossed me out so I grabbed it and threw it. I didn't notice anybody standing there until I heard a loud groan. I sat up and wiped my forehead "I'm sorry, I didn't see you standing there." He turned around then picked up whatever I threw at him and placed it on my desk. He walked over and sat next to. "Are you okay?"
I nodded my head then started tapping my fingers on my thighs. I didn't want him to worry because it wasn't that serious. A lil pass out wouldn't hurt anybody. Besides i've been avoiding him for the past few weeks. I needed time to myself and if i'm being honest I didn't get the abortion yet. I was having mix emotions about the whole thing and I didn't want to talk to him about it.
He clenched the bridge of my chin then turned my head towards him, he brushed my hair out of my face "You passing out is not you being okay Kamala, what's wrong?"
"I only passed out because I didn't get to eat anything all day, I promise there's nothing wrong with me. I'm okay."
"Do you want me to get you some foo-" I cut him off before he could finish "Yes, please."
He let out a soft chuckle "Okay, what do you want to eat?"
"Chipotle."
He scrunched his face up then scratched the side of his. "That shit is disgusting." My mouth nearly dropped to the floor. No way he thinks chipotle is disgusting. My child cannot inherit his genes. "It is not disgusting, you're disgusting." He started pinching the side of my cheek "Ouch, stop it Barack."
"I'm not disgusting Kamala. Take it back." He sat back and folded his arms like a big baby. I chuckled softly to myself "Okay, I take it back. I'm sorry baby."
There was a slight smirk on his face before he stood and reached his hand out "come on." I looked him up and down before I grabbed his hand and stood up. "Do you want me to grab your purse?"
"No, I got it." I let go of his hand then went over to my desk and grabbed my purse.
"Kamala." My head shocked up from looking inside my purse and he was standing right in-front of my desk. "Can I ask you a question?"
I hesitated before answering "Yes." He slid his hand in his pants pocket then lend forward placing his freehand on the desk. "Did you ever get the abortion?"
I was taking aback, I didn't expect him to ask me about it so soon. I didn't want to tell him I didn't get it or that I was having mixed emotions about the whole thing because I was still going to get it I just need a little time. "Can we not talk about this right now?" He nodded in understanding then we left.
A few minutes later we arrived at chipotle. I told him what I want before he left out of the car to go inside. It took him at least 35 minutes to come back. He handed me the bag of food and let out a deep sigh running his hands over his face. "Are you okay?" He put his head in his hands then nodded his head. I moved closer towards him then bit his arm, he flinched then moved his arm. "Are you a fucking cannibal?"
I put my hand over my mouth and giggled "No, why would I be a cannibal?"
"Then why do you keep biting me?"
I gave him a knowing flirtatious smirk "Can't say," I pinched the side of his cheek "what's wrong?"
"Nothing." He sat back and brushed a hand over his head "You should really eat your food, now."
"Okay, can I sit in your lap?" He nodded his head then I straddled down in his lap. "Can you try a bite?" I pouted my lips and made puppy dog eyes "Please?"
He shook his head "It's nasty." I rolled my eyes then pinched his chest "You didn't even try it."
"I did, it was nasty." He made a soft chuckle
"You didn't try my order, Barack."
He pinched the bridge of his nose "Okay, I'll try one bite."
I smiled ear to ear before biting down on my bottom lip "Can I feed it to you?" He nodded his head, then I grabbed a chip from my bag, did a big scoop then stuffed it in his mouth. I started laughing uncontrollably from his immediate reaction. He looked like a scared possum. "Why are you trying to kill me?"
"I'm not, I'm sorry. Your reaction was hilarious."
He made a mocking motion with his mouth "Yea, yea, yea. Imma get you back, don't worry giggles."
I giggled "Okay, slanderman."
I spent the rest of the car ride eating and also feeding him. For a guy who says it's nasty, he was sure fucking that shit up. He walked me to my door then placed a kiss on the side of my cheek "Ms. Harris, can I ask you to attend dinner with me tomorrow night?"
"Like in public?"
He made a soft chuckle "Yes, in public."
"Okay."
He squinted his eyes "Okay? You'll go?"
I made a gesture smile "Yes."
He started smiling ear to ear "Okay." He gave me a kiss on my lips before he turned around and left. Why would I just agree to go on a date with the president??
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Happy new years guys, I was supposed to upload this yesterday but I totally forgot. 😭🎀
*ignore any typos
