(I tried to do his accent.)
One minute I'll be on you, next minute I'll be chillin'
Sometimes I really care, sometimes I really don't And you'll be all up in your feelings
Sometimes I wanna be solo Sometimes I feel like something missin' Sometimes I be like damn you could be the one if you keep playin' your position, and you be playin' your position like a pro
Like the way you know, if you really got the good I'll never let you go And you always look good, you be going with the flow
Keep on doing what you doing, baby that will get you chooseI suppose, who knows
Depends on how I be feeling, you'll see what my heart's revealing
(First Person: You)I swiftly strut into the restaurant ignoring all the looks from the males and females as I walk past. The waiter looks at me up and down. I whisper to him,"I am here for Mr.Aslina."
He nods and leads me to the private dining room where August is sitting. August sure does love his privacy. The waiter leaves immediately and August pulls out a chair for me. I say after I kiss his cheek, "I'm sorry I came late, I needed to pick something up."
"It's arite, haven't been waiting fo' too long," August smirks as he looks at me. I can see that he is liking the view. I decided to wear his favourite colour blue. I came late because I need to get his gift. I grab the golden Rolex watch black box from my bag. I slide it across the table, I could see August's eyes light up. August picks up the gold watch from the black box. He doesn't say anything but slides a small box across the table. I open the box to see beautiful earrings inside them.
"Thank you so much, August."
Maybe you got what I'm missin', would you keep it real if
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Black Woman Preferences & Imagines
FanfictionIt's in the title. Just a book with preferences, one shots and imagines.