chapter 3

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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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