Balvin snapped me out of my own world by tracing his fingers along the creases on my hand. I curled my fingers around his before he smiled at me. I semi smiled as a wave of sleepiness washed over me.
He observed me before picking me up and carrying me up the stairs. "I can see how tired you are. I didn't mean to do that to you." He kissed my head before placing me on the bed.
He did it so delicately, I almost felt dead.
"Take off your clothes, come lay with me." I mumbled in between yawns.
He looked at me. "We sleeping naked?"
We laughed. "If you want to but I'm already dressed and in bed." I spoke facetiously.
"True." He nodded before changing into a pair of Polo Ralph Lauren pajama pants.
I adjusted myself so that my head was laying on his chest, my arm across his stomach, and my leg across his lower half. "Finally."
He played with the ends of my undefined curls as I traced along the lines of his abs. "Believe it or not, this is where and how I wanted to be. All night long." He spoke into my head. His voice rang out like an angel that spoke to me from Heaven.
I believed him.
Beliefs are almost always tested.
He kissed my head. That, being the last I remembered before I drifted off to sleep.
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I woke up the next day a little tired still. Balvin and I were sprawled across the bed and the sheets were all over the place. We definitely did not wake up how we fell asleep. I looked at him, he was sound asleep. Today was Sunday, so we had no work. The only thing to do was take care of the house we lived in. I got out of bed and went to freshen up.
I didn't want to wake him, so I did my best not to sing while I showered. He woke up, anyways. I was startled as I saw him sitting up in bed, against the headboard. He yawned as he ran his fingers through his hair.
I walked up to the edge of the bed, before smiling at him. "Good morning, papi."
He licked his lips at me, "Good morning. Come over here, sexy." I smiled before shaking my head no deviously. "We gotta take care of this house first. Cause you don't stop once you start."
"So, at least give me a kiss." a smirk was plastered on his face proceeding the slight eye roll at my last comment.
I nodded, walking to him along the perimeter of the bed. He pulled me closer to him by my towel. "Be careful, my towel's gonna fall."
He kissed my shoulder. "Don't matter, ain't like I haven't seen none of this."
I laughed before kissing his cheek. "Yeah, yeah. What is it that you want to do to me?"
He whispered against my lips before teasing me. "What I want to do to you is indescribable, but I could show you if you'd like." His hand traces up my inner thigh.
I closed my eyes for a second before licking my lips. "I would love that, but I want this house cleaned first and our puppy needs a bath!" I moved his hand slowly.
He rubbed his abdomen, "You're such a wife. I can't wait to marry you."
I was stricken with silence, I didn't know how to respond to that. He never spoke about marriage with me, and I never noticed any hints that would make me believe he is going to propose. I snapped out of my thoughts and kissed his lips one last time.
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Infidelity.
RomanceNothing but late nights, dodged phone calls, and unanswered questions. Let's not forget the broken promises, insomnia, and affairs