Dreamboat | Lil Yachty

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"I wanna get married outside. I don't wanna be in no crowded, hot, musty ass church bae," Miles says.

"Okay good. I wanna be outside too. But not a beach. Too headass."

"Yeah okay. Where do you think then baby?"

"Hmm there's gardens, bars, country clubs, mansions, castles-"

"Castle! Yeah we need to be married in a castle babygirl."

"Mkay well I'll find some and get back to you if that's something possible cause really I was just talking Bruh," I giggle. "No, What if we get married on a boat my nigga."

"That's more headass than a beach."

"Yeah but that's hella dope and you know it. But I guess castles are nice too. I am a fucking princess anyways."

"Mhmm. I miss when your had red hair," he mumbles, running his hands through my inches. "Put them back in."

"You like my read hair. I never knew."

"I thought I liked black the most but I really do miss red on you. Had you looking so damn fine."

"Nigga you like us to match huh? I like the red too though. Imma get mama to sew it in for me then. Then I'll go back to being so damn fine."

"You're fine all the time. But that red just be making me wanna do some things. At all times."

"We shouldn't have sex until our wedding. It'll give us something to look forward to..."

A couple of moments went by as Miles and I stared at each other blankly. The two of us bursted into absolute hysteria, our laughter bringing us to tears.

"Babygirl if you don't bring that ass over here and let me fuck that nonsense out of you," he laughs.

"Maybe we can do that like a month or two weeks before our wedding."

"Nah baby, I'll bust quick on our wedding."

"You never busted all that quick before. Even our first time and you hadn't had sex in months. You was a solid 20 minutes."

"Okay whatever, whatever. We'll discuss this at another time. What we need to be doing is actually getting a wedding planner because if you wanna get married in like nine months we needa get on it."

"I don't want one. Those bitches start acting like it's they damn wedding and try and do what they wanna do. I'm not having that it's my damn wedding," I rant.

"Bridezilla I already peep it. Just remember you get to have whatever you want. You need someone to help you love."

I rolled my eyes but gave him a kiss on the cheek. He was right of course but I still believe what I believe.

"I'm ready to marry you already. So do what you want it doesn't matter to me babygirl," he smiles.

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Short but I wanted to get up this final chapter so the sequel can get cracking cause I got some fire ass ideas for it

MERRY CHRISTMAS BABES 😘