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beyonce: Forever Young
Shawn and I were in Hawaii enjoying a little vacation before he went off to promote his new album. He was set to release it this Friday. We wanted to spend a little time together before things got hectic. Although I was a little annoyed he was going to be working so much, I had to remember everything he had been doing for me lately. He was being the absolute best boyfriend and friend I had ever had. Besides all of the amazing gifts like my brand new car, my puppy, expensive jewelry, purses, shoes, and a lot of money in my bank, he was being there for me emotionally and supporting my needs..and course my wants by spoiling me.
Right now we were on a yacht swimming, well I was swimming, and just enjoying the beautiful sun. I was hoping to get a little tan before the winter season started in New York. I heard it could be pretty brutal. My skin always turned pale in the colder months.
"Peach you hungry," he said watching me float in the water.
"Yep," I said swimming back to the boat. I was a foodie, he already knew that answer.
He helped me get back onto the boat and dry off. When he was done, he damn near swaddled me in a towel and walked behind me cuddling me all the way to the table where a server was bringing out food.
"You talked to your sister yet?"
"No. I sent her a text."
"Lebron hit me up and was asking what to do. He really loves your sister man."
"Baabbby, I do not wanna talk about Kelly or Lebron. We are waaayyy too far to think about either of them," I said eating a piece of my steak. It had pineapples on it and the shit was bussing.
"Ahight then. Let's talk about you. You finished everything for your line yet. Did you get that paperwork handled before we came out here?"
"Yes. I sent the designs off and they're working on them as we speak. Also the copyright paperwork is already completed and signed."
I had finally come up with an idea for myself to keep my money stacking high. I was going to sell lingerie. I had actually been making designs for strippers off and on while I worked the clubs to try and get some extra income, but I never really got the chance to get the idea off the ground. Now I had the money, the time and the vision to see it thru.
"Ahight, I'ma set up a photo shoot for you once you get the merch back," he said making me stop eating to stare at him. "What?"
"This is my idea Shawn and I don't want you to do everything for me. You already know how I feel about that," I said sounding more annoyed than I should have been. "I already feel like I owe you."
"Owe me?"
"Yes. All this shit you keep doing like sooner or later I'm expecting you to cut me off or make me do something I don't want to do."
