Do I Really Love This Thug?

Chapter 1: Memories

Enjoy and excuse any mistakes. 

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Dre and I were everything.

We were in love - deeply - and all we wanted was each other. He treated me like a princess any chance he got; he would give me so many kisses, and hugs, and he wouldn't mind a cuddle. He would give me little presents every month, even if I didn't want or need it. He loved the family moments we had - Jr, Dre and I - and was basically a family man. Even though her had the gang on his back, he was still there for his family.

"What do you wanna do today?" Dre asked, coming over to me.

I shrugged and looked at Jr, whose eyes were glued to the tv. "Maybe we should go somewhere."

"Got any idea's?"

I looked back at Dre. "I don't want Jr to be here all day, so ice cream and the park?" I suggested.

He smiled. "Sure."

We had a dream of what our life would be like. Even though we had Jr. we were still hoping to have more kids. Two, three, maybe four, I don't know, but we wanted more than one. We'd have a big house, enough room for a pet, maybe two.

I guess the first step to this was for me to move in with Dre.

"Baby, I wanna ask you something," he mumbled against my lips. I pressed my lips to his, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"What?" I asked, going down to press kisses on his neck.

"I-uh-" I slipped of my t-shirt, revealing my padded breasts. I pressed my lips back to his, then moved back down to his neck. "Baby, stop for a second, please."

I sighed and pulled back, looking in his eyes. "Dre, I'm horny," I whined, causing him to chuckle.

"Baby, I got something serious to ask."

"What is it?"

"Okay," he nodded then grabbed my hands. "Just think about it before you reply."

I nodded. "Yes, yes Dre, now tell me!"

"I want you to move in with me."

I rose a brow, "What?"

"Move in with me," he repeated.

"Are you lying to me?"

"No, I really want you to move in," he smiled.

"Really?" I asked, smiling. He nodded and I instantly squealed. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

I eventually graduated and then I had moved in with Dre. It was easier though, being able to be close to Jr. We were happy. I guess this had benefited me, but it benefited Dre more. After the whole accident with Corey, Dre became protective. He never let me go anywhere by myself - literally.

"Baby there is no food here, so I'm gonna go to the store with Jr."

"Where?"

I rolled my eyes. "The store."

"What store?"

"I don't know - Whole Foods."

"Let me come with you," he spoke, then got up from his chair.

"No, you're busy, so it's fine. Just stay here," I urged.

"No, I'm coming with."