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"Where are we going?" Keoni asked as she held onto Tyler's jaw, Tyler letting out a soft hum in response. "Don't worry 'bout it. Just sit pretty and enjoy the ride with me." Tyler said, glancing over at Keoni momentarily with a smile on his face.

It had been a few days since Keoni arrived to California and for Tyler, he was glad Keoni was here with him. Especially after the shit he did. Tyler and Keoni talked about the situation one last time before agreeing to let it go completely.

Now, Tyler spent the entire day showing Keoni around Los Angeles, taking her to his favorite shops and places he would loiter at with his friends when they were younger. There was one last spot Tyler wanted to take her before heading back to his house to call it a night.

Once they got there, he turned off his car and looked over at her with a smile, his hand resting on her knee. She blushed at the action and looked at Tyler. "So.." she trailed off, her head tilting to the side.

"This is the place where I decided I wanted to do something cool in my life." Tyler started off, looking at the empty field with a small river off to the side. "It used to be a park— I don't know what happened to it over the years, but I still come here when I want to free my mind." He said as he took off his seat belt, opening the car door to his E30.

Keoni followed and did the same, them both getting out the car. Tyler walked up to Keoni and grabbed her hand, leading her over to the river.

"I came here when I was like fifteen and did a freestyle. You can probably find that shit on YouTube or something, but after that moment, I just knew what I wanted to do with my life." He said as Keoni nodded her head, looking up at Tyler as they reached the river. Tyler sat down on the grass and pulled Keoni onto his lap, his arms wrapping around her waist. Keoni relaxed against Tyler, one of her hands going up to play with his ear.

"Before that, what did you always want to do?"

"Hell, make clothes like I'm doing now. Honestly, I think I always knew I was going to pursue music in some type of way. Wether that be through producing, songwriting, it didn't matter to me. I always wanted a hand in music and then it dawned on me.. I could just make my own shit. And nobody couldn't tell me how nor what to do with it because it's my shit."

"And then you taught yourself how to produce, right?"

"I did, even though I was asking questions but I mostly taught myself." Tyler replied, his eyes glancing over the scenery. It was currently ten o'clock and the moon was out, and she was beautiful.

"Wait, so you made Bastard as you were teaching yourself how to make your own beats?" She questioned with a shocked look on her face making Tyler laugh and nod his head. "Yes, babe. I talk about it all through Bastard." He chuckled, kissing at her cheek making her giggle, pushing his face away from hers.

"Your lips feels so weird on my skin." Keoni laughed. "You gotta get used to my lips on your body now. Plus, we have all the time in the world so I'm trying to study your body while I have the chance." Tyler said, biting down on his bottom lip afterwards as his hands started to caress her waist, Keoni squinting her eyes.

"Tyler.."

"Keoni.."

Keoni turned around, straddling Tyler's lap before she wrapped an arm around his shoulders. She inched closer to Tyler's ear, her tongue lightly licking at his ear lobe making him grunt out in response.

"You wanna smell my punani?" She asked, making Tyler laugh at the reference. "I do.. Yeah, I do." He replied, leaning forward to kiss on her throat. Keoni giggled softly and tilted her head back to give Tyler more access, Keoni getting into a squat before she started to whine her hips slowly.

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