A Good Kind of Change

Fun Day

Colin is so dang persistent in the morning. "You know I ain't a mornin' person." I say burying my face into the pillow. I feel like I haven't slept in weeks! Between running around Super Bowl week and then turning around and going to Disney World, I'm tired!

"Oh I know you're not. But I love hearing your morning voice cause it's so country. I never get to hear often..." Colin says staring at me.

Well it is true. If we have a sleepover, he's gone before I wake up. I swear he does not believe in sleeping in. Ever.

"Good. You don't need to, it's embarrassin'." I say trying to go back to sleep not trying to hide my accent.

"Uh-uh! You are not going back to sleep any time soon." he then pokes me on my side, and continues to poke until I groan.

"Okay!" I whine. "I'm up..." I raise up just to fall back down. "Never mind..." I say rolling away from him knowing he's going to start poking me again.

I feel him get up and maybe he'll leave me alone for three minutes or hours. I relax back into the sheets and come close to falling back asleep when Colin rips the covers off of me. He's just asking to die...

He laughs at me and I pout.

"Awww don't pout. Just get up!"

I throw a pillow and he catches it. I turn around and smash my face into his pillow wishing I could go back to sleep. I should've really gotten up because now he is squishing me into the mattress. Does he not know how heavy he is?

I groan and try to wiggle him off of me but it's no use because he's holding onto me and laughing.

"Shanya please get up..." he whines in my ear. Oh shoot it must be serious. He actually called me by my name.

"Okay..." I say defeated and he kisses my cheek and gets off of me. I feel like if I look at the time it's going to say 9:00. I check my phone and it says 11:17. I know Colin must be hurt right now because it's late morning.

I quickly shower and brush my teeth and walk back to my room. I see Colin laid an outfit on my bed and I smile. This man is perfection because he knows I will spend a half hour alone trying to figure out what to wear.

He picked out a cute simple outfit and it really makes me question why he needs two personal stylists... I quickly get dressed and run a straightener through my hair.

I grab my matching wristlet and my phone walking out to the living room where Colin was seated on the couch.

"Ready for our fun day?" Colin asks excitedly.

He's so cute when he's happy. It's contagious. "Yep I am! Even though you still won't tell me where we're going..."

"You'll find out when we get there, but trust me we are going to enjoy it!"

We walk hand in hand to the car garage and he opens the door for me. I love a man with manners. I thank him and slide into the seat of his car. He dips in, starts the car and soon we're off to wherever he's taking me.

We ride for about fifteen minutes, Colin tries to make me "talk country" for him so he can pick at me. He tries to fake a country accent but it just sounds really weird. Like a mixture between T.I. and someone deep from Texas. Colin has a really...boyish voice come to think of it.

I think back to the first interview I did with him. It seems like forever ago but it was only about six months back.

He grabs my hand and kisses the back of it. "What's got you quiet?"

"Nothing. Just thinking about the first time I interviewed you." I think back and I try to mimic his voice. He laughs and asks me questions and I answer them in my best Colin voice.