Always My Thug

twentyseven.

Noami's POV

I woke up laying next to the love of my life. Things with us will never change. No matter how many times I say, I don't wanna be with him or as many times he gets on my nerves. I cuddled up to him and started playing with his lips. He reached up and kissed me.

"Good morning baby." he said with his eyes still closed.

"Morning." I said.

"I love you girl." he said opening his eyes looking at me.

"I love you more." I said playing with his fingers.

"So, does this mean we're back together?" he asked.

"I don't know, I just want you." I said.

"But, I want you more." he said pulling me closer.

"Haha, you're probably right." I said laughing.

I climbed on top of him and started to kiss him. And I started to kiss him on his neck.

"Wait Noami." he said stopping me.

"What is it?"

"If we're getting back together, you have to get a restraining order on him." he stated.

"Ugh, you're my restraining order." I said wrapping my arms around his neck making our foreheads touch.

"Ha, yeah but I'm not going to be here 24/7."

"But you can be. Who says you have to go back?" I asked.

"And who says you have to stay here?"

"We have a life here."

"Yeah, a life with your ex boyfriend trying to do only god knows what." he stated.

"Yeah whatever. You just don't wanna quit that stupid axs gang." I said trying to get up.

"Wait." he said pulling me back onto his lap.

"I don't wanna fight. Just get the restraining order and I'll be down here every other week." he said.

"Fine, I'll get the damn restraining order." I said rolling my eyes.

"I'll beat yo axs, you roll you eyes at me again." he stated.

"You probably will." I said wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Give daddy some sugar." he said.

"I don't think I see Tyrone in here." I said looking around.

"You know what the fck I mean." he said flipping us, so that he was on top.

"Why every time we have sex, I wake up naked but you have on boxers." I stated.

"Ha, well because I went downstairs to get something to eat and also to pick up the clothes." he said.

"Fat axs."

"But I can take them off. Just not now." he said getting up.

"Wanna carry me to the bathroom?" I asked.

"Sure."

He picked me up bridal style and carried me to the bathroom. When he put me down, I went and got in the shower. I washed my hair and my body. When I got out, I blow dried it and put it in a bun. I threw on one of Tray's shirt I stole from his suitcase and a pair on my shorts.

When I went downstairs, Tyrone had Jake on the table in the living with a bowl of cereal, watching his favorite show. I walked into the kitchen were Tray was sitting at the kitchen table. So, I went and sat in his lap.