Creepin' 2: Eternal Love🦋

Thirty-Seven.

"Anthony, what you got up your sleeve boy?", Kennedy asks.

"Don't worry 'bout it, ya man got this.", August smirks.

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"We haven't been here in so long, last time we came was on our anniversary right?", she asks getting comfortable between his legs.

"Yeah.. yeah, it was.", he says wrapping his arms around her once she stops moving.

"Wanna do something crazy?", she asks running her nail up his leg.

"I'm not skinny dipping Milan.", he says following with a laugh.

"I wasn't even gonna say that.", she laughs. "Come on.", she says sitting up on her knees and facing him.

"Girl what you got me doing?", he asks leaning back on his elbows as she looks around to see if anyone else is out there.

"Living.", she smiles, taking off her shirt.

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"I swear if I get bit by a shark and die, I'm coming back to haunt yo crazy ass.", Aug says hesitantly following Ken into the water.

"Ain't no sharks in here August, now stop being scary.", Ken laughs.

"So because I don't wanna die, I'm scary?", he asks as she stops walking.

"Shut uppppp.", she continues laughing as she wraps her arms around his neck and lays her head on his chest, looking out at the moonlight.

"What you thinkin' bout mama?", he asks once she go silent.

"Right now, nothing. Mind is on E.", she says moving her arms to his waist.

"That's a good thing, right?", he asks.

"Uh, yeah. I mean I'm an over-thinker, so the one time I'm not thinking about anything is a step up.", she shrugs.

"Look at me."

"What?", she says resting her chin on his chest.

Saying nothing, he just looks in her eyes as they sparkle, making him smile and look away from her.

"What I do?", she chuckles.

"I told you I just like lookin' at you sometimes. You so damn beautiful, I just gotta stare. Gotta thank God for a second.", he chuckles.

"You're so sweet.", she smiles, leaning up to kiss him.

"Mm.", he hums, picking her up while kissing her back.

Tilting her head to the side, she deepens the kiss causing their heads to bob back and forth. Putting a hand in his hair, she slightly tugs at it making his head jerk back a little.

"Damn, girl. You pullin' hair now?", he chuckles lowly. "Maybe.", she giggles. "Keep doin' that, shits sexy.", he says. "I bet you want me to start slapping you next.", she smiles. "As long as you make it sexy, I don't give a fuck what you do.", he says making her laugh.

"Let's go home."

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The Next Day