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Bryson's House.

Kendra 🌺.

I swayed my hips to the beat of some Jamaican music I had playing. Call me weird but the rhythm just makes you wanna dance. I flipped over the large pancake and I placed the spatula down starting to literally break it down.

"Really?" I heard causing me to jump and quickly stop the music.

I looked over seeing Bryson holding a laughing Harley.

"Sorry.." I mumbled.

"Nah," he then placed Harley down, "we wanna learn," Bryson then walked over to me.

I hit play on the remote, "now I have no clue what they saying but just go with the music and sway," I said looking down watching my hips go in a circle.

Harley was just waving her hips side to side, "then you become the sun," I said waving my hands up wiggling my fingers. Harley did the same, "like that?" She asked and I nodded laughing.

Bryson then stopped the music and clapped, "y'all did good but.. What's all this?" He asked looking at the food.

"Well thats homemade oatmeal its really good, that's toast, scrambled eggs, panca-" I pointed to everything but stopped talking as Harley started jumping up and down.

"Pancakes! Pancakes! Pancakes!" she squealed and I laughed.

"But why?" Bryson asked standing behind me wrapping his arms around me, I didn't say a word I was trying to breathe. I removed the pancake from the burner and turned it off. "Why?" Bryson whispered kissing on my neck.

"Cause I felt like you guys should get a good breakfast," I pulled away from him picking up a screaming Harley placing her in a chair.

"Pancakesss!" she clapped with a big smile.

I just stared at her cause she was so beautiful and adorable, even if she was suped hyper all the time. "You're so beautiful," I mumbled then I turned around being greeted by Bryson's chest.

"You're beautiful," he pecked my forehead walking to the table sitting down.

I felt my cheeks flush red with blush and I walked to the kitchen fixing their plates then placing it infront of them. I walked back making my plate and my bowl of oatmeal and I went to sit beside Harley.

"Amen," Bryson said and Harley followed so I unsurly followed.

Harley started devouring her food, "pancakes!" she hollered reaching over the table for the syrup. "Harley sit down," Bryson said sternly giving her a look and she quickly set down smiling.

"May I have the syrup pwease," she asked.

He then handed it to her and she drowned her food.

I started eating my oatmeal until I felt eyes on me. "I want some," Bryson said taking the bowl and he ate a spoon of it.

"Damn this good," he laughed eating more.

"Give me some daddy," Harley begged and he stood up leaning over placing his spoon in her mouth.

I just sat there glaring at Bryson, he laughed then he placed the bowl infront of me.

"Sorry baby," he winked and I rolled my eyes continuing to eat my food.

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"You know you moan so beautifully?" Bryson asked interlocking our fingers.

"I had no idea.." I laughed and he nodded, "you do.." he groaned as we entered Victoria Secret. "And your pus-"

"Bryson!" I hollered looking at him then he shrugged, "I don't care.. Listen.."

He wrapped his arms around me mumbling into my ear, "your pussy was the wettest thing I've ever been in," I was trying to pull out his grip as I became uneasy.

"You felt like a virgin.. Mmm I can just feel it right now," I exited his grip hearing him laugh trailing behind me. I grabbed a few laced bras and matching underwear.

"You were like... Bryson ohhh fuck," he mimicked and I blushed, I hit his arm laughing along with him.

I walked to the register and I placed them up their letting her ring them up.

"I got it," Bryson said pulling out a card as she said the total.

"Thanks," I smirked then he kissed my lips having me instantly kiss back. He grabbed the bag and I pushed him, he walked infront of me.

My phone buzzed in my purse and I quickly fished it out, I saw it was Quavo.

I dropped it back in my purse and it stopped and started once again. I grabbed Bryson's butt and he quickly turned around, "that shit ain't coo.."

I then laughed at how fast he got mad.

"Stop being a baby.. I'll let you touch mine," I smirked and he threw his arm around my neck, "oh really?"

I nodded then I looked over at a jewelry store seeing Quavo inside.

"Shit," I mumbled.

"Let's go in there and act like I'm buyin' you a weddin' ring," I then grabbed his shirt as he started walking in.

"Bryson," I whined and he grabbed my arm yanking me inside.

I watched Quavo distantly, "can you show me your fat ass diamonds?" Bryson asked.

The jeweler smiled, "what's the occasion?"

"Well I wanna marry her," Bryson said stepping aside exposing me. I smiled looking around and Quav stared at me grabbing his small bag and rushing out.

"Right this way," he said and Bryson pulled me behind. He pulled out a case with giant diamond rings.. In different shapes and everything.

"Bryson let's go.." I mumbled and he picked one up grabbing my hand, I heard a camera click and I looked to the side seeing paparazzi.

"Bryson let's go," I demanded and he stared at me as he slipped it on my finger.

I looked down at it seeing it fit perfectly and the diamond was largely visible. I looked up seeing Bryson was still staring at me.

"Do you want it?" he asked rubbing his thumb over my chin.

"N-no," I smiled.

"I could get it if you want it," he stared as his eyes began to twinkle. "No Bry I-I don't need it.. I'm never getting married."

He nodded, "is it because you can't find the righr person?"

I laughed and I pulled the ring off handing it to the jeweler, he started to pull it back but Bryson shot his finger up, stopping him.

"Yeah," I answered.

Bryson's eyes wandered, "maybe that person's right infront of you but you don't see it.." he mumbled.

I smiled, "possibly."

"So I'm buyin' the ring.."

"Nigga no.. Maybe another time," I smiled and Bryson nodded waving for the man to lean over tge counter and he whispered into his ear.

"Let's go," Bryson laughed holding my hand and I rolled my eyes. My phone started buzzing again and I already knew who it was so I ignored it.

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