Loving Khyree (That Zaddy Collection Book #1)

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Natalie

"You look nice." Khyree came to my room after changing himself. We were on our way to Doobeys to celebrate Ebony's 34th birthday. I wanted to look extra nice for Khyree, so Golden hooked me up with my hair and make up.

"Thank you." I smiled at him.

I dunno, since earlier today, he's been acting different. I mean, he's always quiet, but...it's like he had the weight of the entire world on his shoulders. I didn't like it. I tried again to ask if everything was ok, but he just shrugged and said yeah. I saw it in his eyes though, they tell you everything. Something wasn't right and it was fucking with him. I slipped on my shoes and looked over myself again. Taking Ebony's gift, I turned to give him a smile.

"C'mon." I took his hand walked out of my room.

We said our goodbyes to Andy and we got in the truck and pulled off. We all were coming in separate Ubers except for us, No one was driving home drunk or high off of edibles. Brayton or Khyree would drive everyone back, since they didn't drink. Well, even though Brayton did drink, he didn't drink much. One was it for him. I looked over at Khyree, he was carefully driving, but he was still thinking hard. One arm leaned against the drivers window and his head leaned against a finger. The other hand controlling the steering wheel, I placed my hand on his thigh and he quickly looked at me.

"You know if something is bothering you, you can always tell me. I'm always here for you." It was true, I cared for Khyree, a lot more than I think I do. He's been out five months and we've been chilling the last four months and I've gotten to the point where if he was feeling some type of way, I picked up on it instantly.

The moments when he would be lost in his memories, his face would get that hurt distant look. The pain crossing his eyes, made me hurt for him. Andy says he didn't really get affection from his mom and Andy provided him that, but he also needed that affection that says he was special in someone's world. That he didn't need to be scared of anyone ever rejecting him, because I was here. I would give him that deep emotional affection.

"I know." I thought he was gonna say more, but he didn't. I just nodded my head and looked at my phone.

I can't force no one to speak, but it hurts that he doesn't realize that I'm not going no where. That I cared for him so much, that I couldn't see myself not being around him. It was like a need to see those small smiles that he gives me, a need to keep him satisfied and happy. Mentally and emotionally. He's obviously been through so much with his mom and his time in prison, that he never got the chance to experience love. I stopped going through my DMs and I stared straight ahead for a second, I realized what I was just thinking.

I think I'm in love with Khyree Watts...

I dropped my eyes back to my phone. I may have had some serious relationships in the past, but they were not serious enough for me to say that I was in love with them. I wasn't nervous at the fact that I might be in love with Khyree, in fact I'm kinda embracing it. I really wasn't going nowhere, that was a fact. I liked being around him, if I could, I'd be around him 24/7 and I don't think I'd be bored or aggravated. His quiet, dominating demeanor pulls me towards him, it's like I get sucked into it. And I loved it. The ride was quiet until I remembered Omari Harding.

"Hey, we never got the chance to tell Mr. Harding when you'd be okay to see Travion. Do you still wanna do that?" I looked up at him.

"Tomorrow's your only off day and then your filming schedule picks back up." Khyree told me kinda absently, rubbing his forehead with his finger.

Now I know something was wrong, but what can I do if he don't tell me? I asked and he says it's nothing. I looked back down at my phone again, opening my email to send Mr. Harding an answer.