With You

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Loving you is a like a song I replay (loving you is easy 'cause you're beautiful)
Every three minutes and thirty seconds of every day (uh, uh)
And every chorus was written for us to recite (right)
Every beautiful melody of devotion every night
This potion might, this ocean might, carry me
In a wave of emotion to ask you to marry me
And every word, every second, and every third
Expresses the happiness more clearly than ever heard (uh)
And when I play 'em, every chord is a poem
Tellin' the Lord how grateful I am because I know him (what? word)
The harmonies possess a sensation similar to your caress (uh)
If you askin' then I'm tellin' you it's yes (yes, yes)
Stand in love, take my hand in love, Jah bless (right)
I want to give you some good, good lovin' (yeah)
: Turn Your Lights Down Low by Bob Marley and Lauryn Hill

~Kyan~
"Another double date? Melanie must be in one of her moods," I commented as Jah cruised alongside Tre's car.

"Melanie seems like a nice person to me," he shrugged.

"That's because you caught her on the rare occasion where she was emotional and instead of ripping you to shreads, she just picked at you like a predator toying with its prey," I explained. He chuckled. "But you've faced bigger and badder people than Melanie, so of course you think she's nice. I'm probably an Angel in your eyes."

"You're the most rambunctious angel I know," he joked and I smiled taking in his features. I just wanted to get him home and kiss every inch of his body. "Stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" I asked innocently.

"Like I won't pull this car over and give you exactly what it is your body desires," he responded and I averted my gaze. Because I had doubt in my mind that the man next to me would stop at nothing to fulfill my every desire even if it meant making him late. And I know how much my husband despises being late. I simply tugged on my bottom lip trying to keep from staring at him. It's just that he's so fine and my pregnancy hormones are kicking my ass.

"If only we didn't have someplace to be," he hummed causing me to look back over at him. He winked at me and sent me into a blushing fit. Then he held one of his hand out to me and I placed mine in his while we cruised down the street.

"Why did she wanna do a double date at her house? You don't think that's weird? She hates having people in her house," I told him.

"Well since she's moving soon, she probably wants to do something fun it before she goes."

"Well why didn't she throw a party instead? A double date with us is cool, but not really something I would describe as fun."

"Maybe she's warming up to a party," he easily negated. I nodded in understanding. That sounds like Melanie, and he's bonding with my family more so he's starting to know them as much as he knows his own siblings. Either way, I still just wanted to be at home with my man, not looking in Melanie's and Tre's faces. I'm 8 months pregnant and for the life of me, I didn't want to do anything anymore. I barely made it to my classes, but luckily the semester has ended, so I'm free for the summer and the fall because I'm not going back until January. My husband told me I didn't have to go back at all, but I want to become a nurse, so I will.

"Alright you're ready?" He asked pulling me from my thoughts. I hadn't even noticed we pulled into Melanie's driveway. He took my hand as we stepped out and before I could even adjust my eyesight to my surroundings, Melanie was in my face placing a blindfold over my eyes.