Quincy & Malaika.. if y'all see this, I'm so sorry!
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re·mem·brance
/rəˈmembrəns/
noun
the action of remembering something.
"a flash of understanding or remembrance passed between them"
You will remember her...
《 Fall-In New York 》 ✦ You make me wanna risk it all when I'm with you.. 🍁 you make me wanna put my pride aside..🍂
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"Alright, you little lovebirds. We've arrived at LaGuardia." Quincy's pilot, Joseph, called over the intercom as I felt the jet come to a complete stop in the private terminal. Even though Quincy was slumped on top of me, I was still wide awake. We were in the back of the jet laid up because it was a 4 hour flight and we were exhausted..
I did not think jet lag was a real thing until today.
I was up the whole 4 hours though, reflecting on the past month I've spent with Quincy. He was different from other guys, he was actually a gentleman.. even after we fucked all those times, it never changed. He didn't treat me like just a fuck buddy, he treated me like his girlfriend even though I wasn't. I still couldn't put my finger on why he hasn't asked me yet but I didn't wanna ask and make him feel pressured. Though I could see the genuine care for me in his eyes, I still dreaded the day he would get tired of me or the day he wouldn't want me anymore.. like my father.
I must've been super deep in thought because I didn't realize Quincy was speaking to me until his head turned to face me. "Huh?" Was all I could say as I lost touch of reality for a moment.
"I said, what are you thinking about? You were out of it." He sat up and pecked my lips softly.
I returned the kiss and laid another before pulling him closer, ontop of me. "It's nothing, Qt. Don't worry about it." I said as I played in his hair. His eyes lingered on me a moment longer before he let it go. He got out of the bed and grabbed his Gucci hoodie before pulling it onto his body. I got out of the bed too and started making it as Quincy got our stuff ready to go.
He had brought me to New York with him since I told him I've never been. He was originally sent here for work which included a photoshoot, video shoot, and work for his merchandise brand, but he said he wasn't ready to be away from me just yet so he wanted to bring me with him the whole trip so that I could experience it all too.
