A/N: So words CANNOT describe how much I LUV this song... This book doesn't really relate to this song, but regardless it's his (Tory's) feelings that are relatable....
Tory
There was not a single doubt in my mind that I wanted Ayona to be mines for life.
I knew it would be a journey full of challenges, but she was worth it. Ever since I'd proposed, her smile hadn't faltered not once and I was happy to be the reason why.
A nigga loved her so much.
"Aye mayne," Keem called from behind me causing me to turn around, a goofy grin on both of our faces.
He dapped me up, "Now I'm gone have Porsha on my back bout getting married," he muttered, patting me on the back. I chuckled.
"But nah for real, Congrats Day. You got you a real one, take care of her." Nodding, I scoffed. "Shit, you know I will."
Shortly after dessert and many received congratulations, we'd all parted in the parking lot, each to our own vehicles.
**
"Good night, princess." I'd been kneeling down besides her bed; leaning over her, I kissed her forehead."Goodnight," she muttered sleepily as her eyes fluttered shut.
The pair of us had parted ways from Ayona after we had come up the stairs and she had kissed her baby girl good night.
Shutting Tamika's bedroom door quietly, I tiptoed over to my room to get changed. I was in a hurry after all we'd just gotten engaged and there was something else I had planned for the night.
Basketball shorts on, I hurried over to her room, softly knocking on the door. Silently, I prayed she hadn't gotten into the shower yet.
"Yeah?" She called.
She'd had her robe on, perfect. "We gotta talk," I mumbled, once I'd opened the door and and peaked my head in.
"Oh, I'm bout to shower, can it wait till after?"
I shook my head, "Nah, it just gone take a minute. Come on," I said motioning for her to come into the hallway.
She seemed suspicious of me, but came anyway, making me resist the grin that nearly spread across my face.
"Girl, you act like I'm a stranger."
She giggled, "Shit, look like you're up to no good."
I led her to my room. "Day..," I trurned to gauge her reaction. She looked beyond stunned. "what is all this?"
I knew she thought things like this were cheesy as hell, but I couldn't exactly take her to an amusement park this late at night.
I'd taken my time setting everything up. Shit, a nigga had spent weeks trying figure it out, with no help hoping I knew her as well as I'd thought I did.
Leading from the bedroom door, were red and black rose pedals, scattered on the tile floor towards the bathroom while the rest laid unbothered by the bed.
"You didn't have to—" she took a deep breath of fresh air, looking around.
The scented candles casting a calm glow against her beautiful dark skin tone. "—Damn, Day. You went all out huh?" A smile crept up on her face. The tendrils of her coils whispered against her skin as the rest laid atop her head in a big bun—one that I wanted to set free.
"Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet." Taking her soft hand in mine, I lead her towards the bathroom.
"Is that—"
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Talk To Me | •Slow Down Sequel•
FanfictionSince Tory's trip to Houston, things have changed. Will things fall back in place or will they have to walk away from each other? Highest Ranked #2 in ToryLanez stories.