Grey

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You ever experience peace?

Like have you ever really felt at peace in your life?

It's like this chill fam, it spreads throughout your body just relaxation and pure bliss.

Shit.

I've felt it, I'm feeling it right now.

I've been feeling it since she stood in front of the wall of mirrors in my bedroom, looking at herself, trying to hide her smile.

She liked looking like this, done up.

I still laugh thinking about her whispering "Maximum Effort" when the makeup chick she hired started beating her face and shit.

She looked incredible, her legs were out glistening from the sugar scrub she uses.

I picked out a pair of shorts and paired it with one of my Harden jerseys.

It took a while but I convinced her to wear heels. They made her ass look even more amazing..I honestly didn't think that was possible.

I still felt it when I walked into that arena with my arm around her waist.

I'd never done something so corny before.

Wear matching outfits​, she even stole one of my BITSM tour hats so I ended up putting one on too.

It felt great.

I've never experienced shit like this before but I ain't got no complaints.

The game passed, a week passed and now I'm sitting on a couch waiting for a chance to go home.

I haven't got a call from Nat in weeks.

Her assistant has been the one handling everything, it's weird cause I've never seen Nat act like this.

Chase has been trying to tell me that she's jealous of Kae and it's gonna escalate but at this point I don't even care anymore, I'll handle these issues as they rise.

The studio was packed, I just wrapped two songs, one with Nav and this remix to an afrobeat/Caribbean song I heard that Kae liked.

I was chilling waiting for my Uber to arrive so I could head home and be with Kae.

Kae.

Damn.

It's been about a month now and it's just settled in that she's really here and she's mine.

She spends most of her timing writing, painting or sketching, researching, she tried to drag me to a gallery the other day but I couldn't go and she was kind sad about it but she hid it.

She's been getting comfortable, she's started using her social media again, that's how I know she feels safe, comfortable.

I've kinda been stalking her tweets. I'm a jealous nigga, ain't afraid to admit it.

If you had a women this amazing in your life, shit nigga you would be too.

My Uber arrived and I said my goodbyes and hopped in my ride.

Finally, home to wifey.

Wifey.

Nah it's too early for that shit.

She keeps tweeting about how much she misses her camera, I know she was a photographer too, and her sculptures, she hasn't touched some clay in a while.

You already know, the young nigga gotta make sure his girl happy.