Burn

Chapter 12

Usher -

"Baby get up," Taraji whined as she put her hand inside my boxers and nibbled on my ear lobe. "Come on baby, I'm trynna sleep," I said as turned over. "Baby I'm hungry get up," she said as she slapped my lower back.

I took a deep breath and looked over at her. We both started laughing as she looked at me with those puppy eyes. "You lucky I love yo ass," I laughed as I threw the covers off me. She giggled as I stepped into my house shoes. I reached on the dresser and grabbed my body wash.

I went in the bathroom, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and took a quick shower. Once I got done, I dried off and wrapped the towel around my waist as I went back into the room. I put on some deodorant as I put on a pair of boxers. I threw on some basketball shorts and a wife beater, then I slid into my house shoes and went downstairs.

I turned on the stereo and my song Can You Handle It came on. I chuckled cause I knew that was Taraji's doing. I grabbed the remote and changed the song. "Don't change my song," she pouted as she came down into the living room. "Iight," I laughed as I turned it back. She took the remote and laughed. "You a bug man," I said as I slapped her thigh. "Whatever," she laughed as she threw a pillow at me.

"Keep playing," I laughed. "Boy you ain't gone do nothing go cook my food," she said. I gave her ass the side eye and she giggled.

I went into the kitchen and washed my hands. I grabbed some eggs from out the fridge and a bowl from the cabinet. Taraji came into the kitchen and I started singing my boo.

She jumped in my arms and I pecked her lips as I sat her on the counter. "And you were my baby, started when we were younger you were mine," I sung. "My boo," she sung horribly. "What was that?" I said as we laughed.

"Shut up," she laughed. "I watched this video the other day and I did not like it," she frowned. "why?" I laughed. "Because Alicia was in it," we both said in unison.

"You was jealous baby?" I laughed as I placed the sausage in the oven. "Nope not at all," she laughed. "Whatever," I said as I began cutting the potatoes. I grabbed my onions from the fridge and started cutting them up.

"What are you making me?" She asked. "Making some smothered potatoes, eggs, biscuits, and sausage," I replied.

"See that's why I can never loose weight, you always cooking some good shit," she laughed. "Yeah I guess, I'm thinking bout hiring my chief back," I said.

"No, baby we don't need no chief, we got one," she replied. "And who the hell might that be?" I laughed. "Usher baby," she said trying to sound like me. We both started cracking up laughing.

"You lame bro," I laughed. "Whatever," she pouted. "You my lame though," I said as I pecked her lips. "you need to put a ring on this finger if you gone claim this," she said as she pointed to her finger.

"Don't trip you gone be Mrs. Raymond before you know it," I replied. She leaned into me, and I gave her a long lingering kiss.

"I love you," I mumbled against her lips. "I love you more baby," she said as she kissed my lips. I checked on the sausage, and then I stirred the potatoes. Once they were too my liking, I turned them off and took the biscuits out of the oven.

Once the sausage was done, I drained off the grease, and cooked the eggs. I grabbed two plates from the cabinet and fixed me and Taraji's plate. "Thank you baby," she smiled as I sat her plate in front of her. "You welcome baby," I replied as I went and grabbed her orange juice.

I sat down to eat but before I could even eat, I watched as Taraji took her fork and started attacking my potatoes. As much as she take my food, I couldn't get mad, I was used to it.