The Sequence

Chapter [17] - Birthday Girl

Chanel

"Stoopp," I grinned feeling a million kisses all over. "I love you so much," he paused between every word to deliver a kiss in a new spot. "I love you too," I giggled.

He was on level 10 today with this affection and I was loving every moment of it. He woke me up to a huge plate of velvet pancakes, cheesy eggs, grits, hash browns, sausage and bacon. He tried to hide the IHOP bag but I already saw it.

I applauded his effort though. After the big breakfast we cuddled until he started getting real affectionate. "You're never this clingy, what's up?" I said moving to the side a little.

He paused, "I can't show my baby how much I appreciate her?" he asked, straight up lying out his teeth. He was playing the guilt card and I'ma let him, only because I didn't feel like arguing. "Boy shut up," I said before feeling the kisses start up again. They stopped too soon.

"But nah you need to get dressed," he said pulling back. "Why? I don't want to go anywhere." I pouted, trying to bring him back to me. "I know that but I said get dressed," he said. I pushed him away from me before climbing right under the sheets. Fuck he think he talking to.

"Stop playing damn," he yelled flipping me over so I was on my chest. He removed the covers and laid his head in my ass. "Boy if you don't move, Ima fart right in your face," I warned. "If that asshole wink while I'm laying right here, ima beat yo ass," he warned. "Boy," I paused before mustering up a strong one from all the eggs I just ate.

I let loose and he hopped up before the smell could circulate. "You so trifling," he said moving away. I sat up straight and smiled. He left the room and headed into the bathroom before coming back out with some air freshener he sprayed the whole room down, doing the absolute most.

I started coughing before hopping up and knocking the can out his hand. "Don't do me like that," I said curling my upper lip. "Shut yo ass up, we supposed to be fighting anyways, trifling ass gon really fart," he said before coming closer to me. I put up my set, "What's good?" He lifted me up, placing me over his shoulder before dropping me on the bed.

I rolled my eyes and raised the middle finger. Nobody told his ass to be so damn tall. "Come on get dressed for me for real," he said before giving me a kiss. I sighed before getting off the bed and heading to the closet. I decided on my electric blue and white Adida striped pants with a white crop top and my all white Huaraches. First I prepared for a shower, grabbing some of my new under clothes from Victoria Secrets to slide into after I got out .

"We don't have time for that," he sighed referring to me getting ready for a shower .

"I always have time to wash my ass, I don't know what you on." I said, rolling my eyes .

"Please make it quick," he complained .

"The fuck, how ima wash my ass quick? Bitch ain't no time limit to scrubbing," I said before heading in the bathroom .

"All I know is you better be out in 10 minutes," he said. I stripped out my clothes and ignored him. I headed into the shower and turned the water to hot before climbing in. This nigga was giving me a countdown, talking about 9 minutes left knowing I'm not paying his ass no mind .

"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled before scrubbing my arms. I heard his foot steps before the curtains pulled back. He was about to start going off before he stopped and looked down, he was staring my whole body up and down. Had a bitch feeling like a snack.

"I cannot help you, close the curtain and leave me alone," I said before continuing to scrub my thighs. This nigga was still sitting here staring at me. I ignored him while scrubbing my vagina. "I do not need a monitor," I rolled my eyes before going to scrub my ass.