I woke up the next morning on the reclining chair wrapped in Chris arms. I smiled to myself as I looked up at him.
I got bored so I started poking him. "Chris" I whispered while still poking him. "Hmmm." He mumbled still sleep.
"Waaaakkkeuuppp." I sang still in a wisper. He opened his eyes and smiled "Morning." He greeted me while kissing my cheek.
Even in the morning he still look handsome. i thought while smiling.
"Morning. Happy your awake." I said. "Bacon and eggs?" Chris asked sitting up with a yawn. "yes please" I said smiling to say yes.
"OK. I'll be right back." he said while walking to the bathroom. i checked myplease , instagram pic i posted last night and saw that I already had 103 likes.
After awhile Chris came out of the bathroom and walked into the kitchen. I laid there for about 2 minutes and got up and walked to the bathroom.
I did my business , washed my hands , and brushed my teeth with the toothbrush I use when I'm here. After I washed my face I walked to the kitchen.
Chris was at the stove so I walked to him and hugged him from behind. "Smells good." I complemented. "Thanks." He said while putting the rest of the eggs on the plate.
"That's your plate." He informed me while sitting down.
After we ate we got into the car , heading to my house. We stopped at a red light and my favoite song came on. And i sang alonge
I never f*cked Wayne , i never f*cked Drake
on my life man, f*ck's sake if i did i'd menage with 'em and let 'em eat my Ass like cupcake
My man full, he just ate, i dont duck nobody, but tape
Yeah, that was a setup, for a punchline on duct tape
Worried 'bout if my butt's fake, worry y'all niggas, us straight
These girls are my sons, John & Kate Plus Eight When i walk in, sit up straight, i dont give a f*ck if I was late
Dinner with my man on a G5 is my idea of an update
Hut-hut one, hut-hut two, big titties, big but too
F*ck with them real niggas , who don't tell niggas what they up to
Had to show b*tches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
These hoes couldn't test me even if they name was pop quiz
Bad b*tches who I f*ck with, mad b*tches we don't f*ck with
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You're The One For Me
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