"Comm check...
Testing, one... two...
Kwes Boaz speaking.
...you a hear me?
Ah. You ever wake up and feel like something's...missing? That's my life. Seven years after. Now I'm back, but nothing's the way I left it. Not even me.
Amnija happened righ...
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I tapped the brush against my cheek, rolling my eyes at Kwes singing for me. He's so clingy. Ugh. All in my space. I'm fighting to keep a straight face, his face all up in my cheek.
I huffed, but a laugh slipped out.
"Do you remember, girl? I was the one who gave you your first kiss?"
I'm getting in the mood.
He takes my hand in his. I smile and stand, grooving my hips to him. Each time he rocks, I match his moves.
"Cause I remember, girl... I was the one who said, 'Put your lips like this'..."
I sing the other line, the makeup brush as my mic.
"Even before.... all the fame anddddddddd people screaming your name!"
He points to his tattooed chest.
"Girl, I was there!"
Then I point to myself.
"And you were my babyyyy!" Now hugging him, as we sing the chorus passionately.
"It started when we were younger, you were mineeee my booooooo!"
When we stopped, we're both out of breath, but my makeup is still in tact. He presses a kiss to my forehead as I pick up my mirror.
"Live for these moments, babes. Love your energy... love everything." His voice drops lower than he expected, smooth, deep-brushing over the softest parts of my soul.
I'm stuck. Just staring in his eyes, my smile creeping up before I can stop it.
"Umm... go and get ready," I simply say, not able to handle the tension. He's already walking out. With the mirror in my hand, I follow his sexy ass.
Then I clear my throat and do the finishing touches.
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