The Bad Boy's Princess ✓(Completed)

Bonus Chap. 1 (Promposal)

Kierra's POV:

It's Christmas Eve, finally. Right now I'm in my tub, soaking with music blasting in my speakers. Its currently 1:00pm, and my parents are inviting Jordan and his family over for a Christmas Eve Party around 6.

I've already did my Christmas shopping for everyone weeks before so that's one thing I don't have to stress about.

Right when "Backin' It up" by Cardi B and Pardison Fontaine came on, my bathroom door opened.

Now a normal person would scream, yell, or curse, but not me. I already know it's Jordan. It seems like he knows when I'm relaxing, and chooses those moments to interrupt me.

He looks at me and his eyes darken before he locks the door behind him, and crosses the room.

He squats down next to me and cups my cheek. "Hey baby. You look edible." I laugh and he smiles, kissing me slowly.

Before things escalate, like they always seem to do, I pull back. "My parents are home. And you're supposed to be helping your mom pack everything up. Remember you aren't the only one spending the night."

He groans. "She's already done. And you have music playing, they won't hear us." Next thing you know, his shirt in on the ground.

I bite my lip and look at him. "Jordan.." He shakes his head. "You know I wouldn't do anything to get you in any type of trouble."

With that his pants and underwear are off. I suck in a breath once I see his erection. He lifts me up, and steps in behind me.

My back is to his front, and his arms are wrapped around me. He softly kisses my neck and a low moan escapes me.

Just when his hand drifts down my stomach, a knock is at my door. I freeze, but Jordan squeezes me reassuringly. "Relax. It's locked."

I slowly relax and clear my throat. "Umm, yea?" My mom speaks. "Come help with some last minute decorations. Bring Jordan too. Oh and Jordan, your mom said to make sure you have everything with you."

Jordan groans and I laugh. "Ok." I hear her footsteps fade, and lay my head back on Jordan's chest.

He sighs. "I got you tonight anyway. And nothing's changing that." I frown. "What's tonight?" He nuzzles my neck. "You'll find out."

With that, he tightens his arm around me and lifts us up, and out of the tub. He hands me a tile and I wrap it around myself and he does the same.

I do my face routine and brush my teeth, as Jordan sits on the toilet seat watching me. After I'm done, I'm basically dry so I throw on some lounging clothes.

Jordan puts on some sweats and a shirt and we walk downstairs.

My mom smiles at us and hands us some bows to post around the walls of the kitchen, dining room, and the living room.

Seeing as Jordan's incredibly taller than me, I put them in the middle of the wall and he puts them at the top. My dad walks in the door with Bre and she smiles and runs over to hug Jordan. Yea you heard me, she hugged him first. I roll my eyes and Jordan laughs. Bre runs over and hugs me before going in the kitchen where my mom is.

My dad walks in and hugs me and does the handshake that all boys do with Jordan. When they let go of each other's hand, they walk off in the kitchen whispering to each other.

I roll my eyes for the second time in the last 2 minutes and go up to my room. I've wrapped all of my presents and now I just need to put them under the tree.

Grabbing four at a time, I make several trips back and fourth. On my last trip I yell towards the kitchen. "Would've been nice to have some help, you know."