•There's something divine in you•
Eric White doesn't believe in much but what he does he stands by. Looking for a place to hold his next art exhibition he clashes with a conservative realtor. While his personal life strives to destroy him will she b...
So when we're you going to tell me about this business trip?" Elle watches Gift pack his bags seemingly unbothered as she stared at his hurried movements. She was awaked by the zippers on his luggage, his half naked form somewhat distracting her from the anger that was bubbling within.
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"Don't start. I told you weeks ago about this trip. It's just me and some of the other execs checking out a couple more locations for the new building in Texas." Folding her arms she sucks her teeth. Gift was apart of a law firm that him and some of his colleagues had decided to start up right out of law school. She supported her man's dream to the fullest but it was a few sketchy characters that he surrounded himself with that made her uncomfortable.
"Is Lisa coming too?" Signing he puts his dress shirts down, facing her.
"Baby, she's my personal assistant. Nothing more and nothing less. Can we please not discuss this again?"
"We'll stop discussing her dingy ass when she decides to respect our relationship and focus on the job she gets paid $13 an hour to do." One too many times had Ella caught the high yellow heffa pushing up on Gift, if it wasn't for her professionalism she'd would have been whooped her ass.
"You know who I want. And it's not her." Climbing in the bed with her, he pecks her repeatedly as she runs her fingers through his light dusting of chest hair.
"You mad at me?" He pouted. Her heart melts instantaneously at his adorableness but for all her poker face shows she could have been thinking of what to make for breakfast.
Never let your man know he's won the argument
"I was never mad at you Gift, I was just clearly communicating my concerns in an authoritative way." Sighing he kisses her face, snuggling his face in her neck.
"What am I going to do with you man?" She fingers his defined waves.
"Love me and rub my booty." He chuckles, sleep evident in his drooping eyes.
"What time is your flight?" He lays on her breast, and like NyQuil he was already drifting off.
"Noon." Looking at the alarm clock it was only eight-thirty.
"I'll wake you up, I just want to hold you for a little while longer." He smirks drowsily.
"You know I love you right." She rubs his eyes, a smile playing in her lips.
"That what you tell me." He leans up capturing her lips on a passionate kiss with a new surge of energy. Sucking on her bottom lip until it was nice and plump, staring her in the eyes. As he slowly released it.
"And I mean what I say. Now let me lay on my pillows in peace woman."
"Whatever you say man." As he drifted off to sleep she couldn't help but think that it was entirely too easy. It wasn't that she liked to argue but it was important for him to know what she would and wouldn't allow.
