It's been a couple weeks and Kae's been adjusting smoothly to the new lifestyle.
The media has already gotten used to her personality, no non-sense, don't give a fuck. She's the female me.
The other day a TMZ reporter got up in her face with his camera and she slapped the shit out of him and the rest of the paps kinda just backed up and kept their distance while they took pics of her.
Some people have been saying that she's really just my body guard but that's mostly just hoes who wish they had a chance with a young nigga.
"I doe meds them." She said, in an interview on Sway in the Morning when they asked how she handled the constant attention I got from other females.
She has a tendency to just speak in her dialect with a phrase and leave the public to figure out what the fuck she said.
Meanwhile I'm slowly learning.
Kinda falling into her whole dancehall vibe too.
Her hips, her ass, her waist.
Fuck.
She hopped in the shower a while ago and I finally hear it turning off.
I was gonna surprise her and take her to a game. She used to play basketball in high school, actually she did everything, I'm convinced this girl is perfect fam. She hasn't told me why she stopped but she takes time. So do I.
It's just fucked up that I didn't see how stubborn and hard I was until I met my reflection.
She's gotten used to me and I love it.
She walks out of the bathroom butt naked, just a few water drops here and there, hair wet and great. 4c. Thick.
Magical.
Sometimes she'll walk towards me kiss me on the lips pull panties on and go sit on her yoga mat on the balcony.
It fucks me up.
Cause it's not sex.
It's nothing sexual.
It can be.
But it doesn't have to be.
That fucks me up.
Princess is fucking me up.
YOU ARE READING
Grey
FanfictionJacques Webster is used to being the center of attention, he's used to captivating everybody with his talent, creativity and his actions. After meeting a woman who seemed to have the world on her shoulders he attempts to help her out from under her...
