Of course I woke up with my legs all numb and shit. And of course Trey's not even in the room to help me like he's supposed to. Rude!
Just kidding. I seriously can't feel my legs, but it'll pass I guess.
I forced myself to get out of bed and go to the bathroom. I finished about 15 minutes later and went downstairs to go bother Trey. Yup, I'm that type of wife. He can't fuck me like that and expect me to not be annoying the next day.
I walked into the living room like:
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"Trey baaaaby." I said in a sing-song voice. I walked over to him and sat on his lap.
"Kelly baaaaby." he replied, mocking me. "Wassup?"
"Watchu doing down here?"
"I made some food and ain't feel like going upstairs afterwards. So I stayed here."
"Um where's mine? Where's Kiara's?"
"Yikes."
"Oh I see... you want us to starve."
"I'm messing with you." he laughed. "Y'all food in the kitchen."
"Mhm, that's what I thought." I smiled. "Anyways, so like... are we good good? Or are we just good?" I asked.
He chuckled, "Last night didn't answer that for you?"
"I mean yeah, but I feel like we didn't finish talking about everything."
"Okay, what else you wanna talk about?"
I sighed, "The tour. If you don't want me to do it, then I'll just tell the girls and we can postpone it."
"What?! Of course I want y'all to do the tour."
"But you want a baby..."
"We can wait Kelly. It's okay."
"You sure?"
"Positive."
I smiled, "Okay, then we'll start planning the tour soon. When we figure out the tour dates, I'll make sure you're the first to know."
"I appreciate that. Better give me that backstage pass too." He smirked.
"Mmmmmm. I'll see what I can do." I winked and started kissing him. It got heated and I had to push him away before we got too carried away. Kiara could come downstairs any minute.
