Dricki Love & Lust Chronicles

Hold On We're Goin' Home

She could feel his lips ghosting her skin. "Baby c'mon we're gonna be late." He said into her ear and she giggled before turning so she could look up at him and peck him on the lips.

"Aubrey you know that I need time to get ready." She said and turned back to mirror, meeting his gaze in the reflection. "In order for you to look good, I need to look amazing." She joked and he smiled at her before shakin his head.

"A'ight ma, but you got ten more minutes." He said and attempted to fix his cuff links and she stood.

"Ha, you think I can get done in ten minutes?" She asked fixin his collar and cuff links.

"You finished in only two minutes this morning," Drake joked and Nicki his his chest.

"Shut up, you hit me with a surprise attack, and what do I look like turning down head when I wake up." She asked and he replied saying that he didn't know. "Okay, hows about you just go ahead and meet the fam while I stay here and finish getting ready?" She asked with her hands on his chest before getting on her tippy toes and kissing him sweetly.

"I don't know, I need more convincing." Drake said and Nicki rolled her eyes before giggling. She came closer and their scents combinded creating the sexiest aura, before she kissed him deeply, letting him take full control. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he his warm hands held firmly onto her bare waist.

"You good now papi?" She asked breaking their kiss momentarily and his kissed down her neck.

"Now I don't want to leave." He said and Nicki pushed him off her.

"Go before you're late nigga!" She said and Drake laughed before kissing her forehad.

"Okay, okay Imma leave Chubbs here to watch you and then when you done he can bring you." Drake said and Nicki made a face.

"Give that man a break, he is willing to take a bullet for you 24/7, he should have one night where he ain't on gaurd. Just go and send back the driver, I should be ready by then." She said with a smile.

"Okay baby, I love you."

"I love you too Papi." She said and he walked out the bathroom, through the bedroom, grabbed the tiny satin box and checked to make sure the precious piece of jewlery was there, stuffed it in his pocket and out the door. Drake trotted down the steps and the voices of his brothers and their girls hit his ear.

"Where Nicki at?" 40 asked with Courtne under his arm and Drake explained that she would come later before they all got up and left.

The party was a nice relaxer for the stressed men, especially Drake since he'd been working so much lately. And a praiseful toast dedicated to him from Wayne and Birdman had a nice effect as well but it all couldn't soothe the looming feeling inside him.

"Aye pretty boy!" He heard Wayne almost scream and he blinked before looking at his boss.

"What nigga? The fuck you screamin for?" He asked and picked up a cigar.

"Well we been callin you for five minutes and all you've done is stare at the wall not blinkin. What chu on man?" Wayne asked laughing and Drake just shook his head.

"Nothin, just thinking." Drake answered and Wayne rolled his eyes.

"You think too damn much, that was the point of this part, for you to chill out. You need to relax," Wayne said and Shanell walked over sitting down on his lap. She kissed Wayne sweetly and smiled at Drake.

"Where's my wife?" She asked and Drake shook his head.

"Back at the house, she still gettin ready but the driver should be on his way here with her by now." Drake said and felt something buzz in his pocket. Wayne looked Drake in the eye and furrowed his brow before mumbling the word shit. Shanell looked at him and was about to ask what was wrong when Drake spoke.