I woke up to an empty space next to me and the smell of bacon and eggs filling my house. I smiled in content, feeling slightly fatigued from the activities that were done last night. I stood up and decided to take a shower. I quickly showered, brushed my teeth, and tied my wet hair in a low bun. I threw on a pair of sweat shorts and a black sports bra before realizing that I hadn't even looked at my phone since I woke up. I grabbed it off of the charger and gasped as I saw the thousands of messages, requests in my inbox, and notifications that flooded my phone. I clicked on one of the messages from my inbox which led me to Kyrie's Instagram page and my eyes widened at the comments.
This is Kyrie's new boo thang!
Kyrie moves onto her after Kehlani!?🤦🏾♀️
She pretty af tho. Kyrie pulling all the baddies damn🤤
Kyrie's new rebound is Klay Thompson's sister🤭!!!!!!!
Klay Thompson's sister with Kyrie now? She getting the inside scoop for him. Warriors winning this finals😂😂
I scoffed and raised an eyebrow. How did anyone know? The pictures the paps took a while ago, I didn't even show my face in.
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kyrieirving: #WCW. When she steals your phone just to take pictures🙄. She's such a beauty tho😍❤️ @paristhompson_
I raised an eyebrow as a smile creeped onto my face as I continued to read the caption. I grasped my phone and walked downstairs to see a shirtless Kyrie making breakfast in the kitchen and Shaniya in the dining room eating breakfast, face timing someone. I walked over to her and peeked into the phone, to see that she was talking to KD.
She smiled and hugged me. "Good morning."
"Good morning." I looked into the phone. "Good morning Kevin!"
"Wassup P!"
I smiled and let her continue her conversation, while going into the kitchen. I raised an eyebrow as I didn't see Kyrie in there. I walked around before feeling a pair of arms wrap around my waist. He placed a kiss on my lips as he spun me around. I smiled and kissed back before pulling away.
"Good morning." He smiled.
"What is this?" I asked him, holding up my phone.
He sighed and grabbed my phone. "Well, I've been thinking.." He said, lifting me onto the counter.
I raised an eyebrow.
"Since we've been doing so good together, I wanted to make us official official especially after last night." He said, grabbing my waist.
I looked down at him and smiled.
"And nothing is official until it's Instagram official." He smiled.
I chuckled. "So we're official?"
"Of course babygirl."
"So you're officially my boyfriend?" I chuckled, feeling like a middle schooler saying that.
"And you are officially my girlfriend. Even though you always held that title in my opinion." He said, placing another kiss on my lips.
I smiled as my hands traced his abs and I pulled him closer to me.
He smirked and slightly pulled away with a groan. "Don't start something you can't finish P."
"I'm pretty sure I can finish it." I smirked.
He smiled as his eyes got darker.
"But...Shaniya is in the dining room and you have practice in a bit, so maybe next time." I smiled, placing a kiss on his cheek and getting off the counter.
He groaned. "Why did you do that?"
"Sorry babe." I said, biting into a piece of bacon. "Thank you for breakfast though."
"I want breakfast, but it's not the food I want to eat." He smirked, picking me up.
"Kyrie!" I squealed.
Before he could take me anywhere, the doorbell rang. He put me down as I sighed and raised an eyebrow.
"You expecting anyone Shay?" I asked.
She shook her head. "Nope."
"Hm.." I mumbled, walking up to the door.
I looked through the peephole of the front door and gasped as I opened the door.
"Who's at the door P?" Kyrie asked, wrapping his arms around me.
His eyes widened as he saw who stood in front of us, as he let go of me awkwardly.
"Hey dad..."
My dad stood there with an raised eyebrow as Kyrie cleared his throat awkwardly. I smiled and gave him a big hug.
He hugged back but I could tell that he was still glaring at a shirtless Kyrie. "Hey sweetie. What is he doing here?"
I slightly moved away, noticing that Kyrie was still shirtless. "This is Kyrie."
"I know who he is. What is he doing shirtless..in your house..?"
"It was actually quite hot in here that's why-"
My dad cut him off. "I'm talking to my daughter. Paris?"
"He's my boyfriend. Kyrie, this is my dad, Mychal."
Kyrie extended his hand. "Nice to meet you Mr. Thompson. Though I wished it was by better circumstances.."
My dad continued to have a stern look on his face. "I'll shake your hand when you get a shirt on."
Kyrie sighed and nodded. "I'll go do that." He said, going upstairs.
I led my dad to the living room where Shay greeted us. "Hey Mr. Thompson. Long time no see." Shay smiled, as they hugged.
"Nice to see you to Shaniya."
"I see you've met your daughters new boyfriend." She smirked.
I rolled my eyes. Shut up. I mumbled to her. "Don't you have to get ready for work?"
She chuckled and nodded, walking upstairs.
"So, new boyfriend?" My dad asked, sitting down.
I nodded. "Yes. That was not the way I wanted to introduce him to you, but..yes."
"Kyrie Irving. Wow. Was not expecting that."
"Neither was I.."
"Whatever happened to Malik?"
I knew he would ask about him. My dad and his dad we're close friends, so my dad was disappointed that we broke up. Before I could answer, Kyrie walked back downstairs. He now had a shirt on and his belongings in his hand. He came over to kiss my cheek. "I'll see you later."
I nodded and smiled.
He reached his hand out for my dad and my dad hesitantly shook back. "I wish we would've met under better circumstances."
