Wicked Love (Kyle Kuzma)

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Thursday, November 1st, 2018

Ariana 💕

"Your love is bright as ever
Even in the shadows
Baby kiss me
Before they turn the lights out
Your heart is glowing
And I'm crashing into you
Baby kiss me, kiss me
Before they turn the lights out
Before they turn the lights out
Baby love me lights out

In the darkest night hour
I'll search through the crowd
Your face is all that I see
I'll give you everything
Baby, love me lights out
Baby, love me lights out

We don't have forever
Baby daylight's wasting
You better kiss me
Before our time is run out
Nobody sees what we see
They're just hopelessly gazing
Baby take me, take me
Before they turn the lights out
Before time is run out
Baby love me lights out

In the darkest night hour
I'll search through the crowd
Your face is all that I see
I'll give you everything
Baby, love me lights out
Baby, love me lights out
You can turn my lights out

I love you like XO
You love me like XO
You kill me boy XO
You love me like XO
Is all that I see
Give me everything
Baby love me lights out
Baby love me lights out
You can turn my lights out

In the darkest night hour
I'll search through the crowd
Your face is all that I see
I'll give you everything
Baby, love me lights out
Baby, love me lights out
You can turn my lights out"

I sang along with Beyoncé as I unpacked the kitchenware. We had finished moving everything into the apartment about 4 hours ago. With some help from a few of the Lakers players. We unpacked as much as we could, but left some stuff packed.

"Babe?" I hear.

"Hmm?" I say.

Kyle came down the stairs.

"What happen?" I ask.

"Come upstairs real quick." He said.

"Why?" I ask.

"Just do it." He said, making his way back up.

"Okay okay." I say, making my way up the stairs as well.

I make my way to our room.

"What's up?" I say.

"Which sheets?" He asked.

I stare at him blankly for a few minutes, before finally responding.

"The gray and black." I say.

He nods.

"That's it?" I ask.

"No." He said.

"What now?" I say.

"Can I get a kiss?" He said.

I roll my eyes, walking over to him. I stand on my toes to kiss him. He wraps his arms around my waist, kissing me. His hands gripped my butt, squeezing my cheeks. I groan against his lips, earning a smile in return.

We then pull away.

"Alright, go finish doing what you was doing." He said.

I comply. On the way out the room, he smacked my butt. I completely ignored it because he's done it a million times today, and I'm completely used to it by now.