Love and Basketball ||Urban(DAVE EAST)

Chapter 45

Saint Smith
Sunday, 5:00am
It was early as hell but Cassie and I were up, sprawled out on the living room couch watching Christmas movies. Her hand rested on my dick while I smoked a lil clip.

Only reason we were up was because she had a bad dream. Her ass kept kicking me in my sleep and that instantly woke me up. She wouldn't tell me what she dreamt about either. It must've really fucked her up.

"Saint." She whispered.

"What?" I asked, looking down at her.

"I love you." She spoke,

"I love you too." I responded, taking a small pull of my clip.

She kept on saying this too. She said 'I love you' over and over and wouldn't stop. I felt like it had sum to do with her dream but I just brushed it off.
She nuzzled her head into my chest more than she already had it. She was getting more and more comfortable.

"You gotta big ass head." I chuckled, stroking her hair.

"No" she whined. "You shouldn't be talking."

"It's okay. I luh that big ass head of yours." I smiled.

"Just how I love your lil beard you got going on there." She smiled, rubbing the side of my face.

I smiled looking off to the side. She knew how much I fucked with my facial hair so whenever she said sum bout it, it made me happy.

"So you finna tell me what that lil dream you had was about?" I asked, looking directly into her eyes.

She looked down twirling her fingers around. "I don't know. I'm still a little-" She spoke before I cut her off.

"People say it's good to talk about it." I mumbled, taking a pull.

She took a deep breath, closing her eyes.

"Well...I had a dream I was...doing something else...with someone else...while me and you were still together." She said, taking pauses in between her words.

"Oh..." I said. I was a little shocked. Now it had me wondering. But I wasn't gone trip.

"I mean that's why I said it was a nightmare. I would never cheat on you Saint. I didn't enjoy the dream. I felt bad. I woke up crying. I-" She rambled before I cut her off.

"It's okay." I mumbled.

"Saint no, I feel bad now." She whined.

"Cassidy. It is okay. Calm down. It ain't that deep." I spoke. "I just wanted to know."

There was a small silence. She continued to play with her fingers and never looked up at me once. I put my clip out in my ashtray that sat on the coffee table in front of us.

I nudged her off of me so she could sit up in her seat. She looked up trying to see what was wrong. I then leaned in letting my lips touch hers. We sat there kissing at 5 in the morning.

She got on top of my lap, wrapping her legs around my waist. I gripped her ass real tight, making sure she ain't slip. I could feel her rock back and forth on my lap causing my shit to get stiff.

"Yo chill." I chuckled, pulling away from her.

She leaned back in continuing to kiss me and rock back and forth on my lap.

She pulled away, kissing on my neck and shit trailing her hand all over my chest with her other hand behind my neck.

"Quit playing with me my nigga." I mumbled. But she continued to kiss on me.