Brandon's Birthday

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6 am

I roll out the bed and go to the closet. 

I pack a bag for Brandon and me. I quietly walk to the bathroom and brush my teeth and put on a little makeup. 

I pull out some random high waisted light blue jeans and a thick oversized grey shirt. I slide it all on, hissing over the scars on my thighs. 

I find my chains and put them on, followed by three rings. I go back to the bathroom and pull my hair out of the ugly ass ponytail I always wear. I brush it out get the hair straightener. 

I start straightening my hair and I hear Brandon yawn. His footsteps came in my direction and his hands slipped around my waist and he kissed my neck. 

"Gorgeous" he whispered in a morning voice and I smile. He waited till I finished to turn my around. Brandon slowly kissed me and rubbed my ass. 

"Love you" I mumbled. "Love you too" he whispered and pulled away. "Why you ain't stay to cuddle me?" He asked and I giggle "because you big baby, we have to go" I giggle, I put my hands on the band on the boxers and pull on them. 

"Where?" He asked as I let them go, making a loud snap. "I can't say" I grin and he looked at me "tell me or I won't sex you" he smirked and I bite my lip. 

"You would even if I do or don't" I smirk. 

"That's right because your the sexiest person in the universe" Brandon said pulling me closer to him. "Lies, its Beyonce then me" I say and he rolled his eyes. 

"Beyonce ain't got nothing on you". 

I blush at the words and he kissed my cheek many times. "Stop!" I giggle, trying to push his lips away. "Lemme love on you" he smiled and kissed me again. 

I turn around and he helped me part my hair. 

"Put in the big hoops" he grinned and I roll my eyes

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"Put in the big hoops" he grinned and I roll my eyes. I go in the drawer and he put in the hoops. I chuckle and look at myself "bae I look 19" I laugh "you always do" he smiled. 

By the time he got dressed and ate, it was 8.  

While Brandon got ready, I packed the kid's suitcases. I put them in the Jeep and he walked out the house, handing me my Jordan's. I slid them on and locked the door. 

We get in the car and drive to his mom's house, which he bought for her birthday. "Baby, where is we going?" Brandon asked and I shrug, grinning. 

We get out the car and I go open the door. 

"HONEY IM HOMMEE!" I yell and he looked at me. "Really?" Brandon said and I kiss him. "Gross!" The kids yelled. I look at his lips and giggled. "You took of my aquaphor" I giggled. 

"There's my baby" I heard his mom say and she hugged me. "Well damn" Brandon said and i wink at him. 

"Boy don't act like you wanna hug me" she said and he nodded. 

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