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𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣
𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩. 𝙎𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙.
"Why you keep talking 'bout yourself in such a bad way?" Rhylin muttered, laying on her bed next to him.
He glanced at her. "You so pure." Then he turned his head back toward her again. "You really too fuckin' nice, mama."
She frowned, her eyebrows pulling together when he still ain't answer her question. Rolling over onto her stomach, she closed the tiny inch of space separating them.
"The way you ignored my question is crazy." She rolled her eyes at him, though the look on her face stayed soft.
He chuckled, gently caressing her cheek. "Why you love me so much, ma? Why you with me knowin' hella shi I done did?"
She took a few seconds to think before answering, leaning in to kiss his lips first. "'Cause I'm nobody to judge you. God love all of us, no matter what we done or been through. He created us in His image, to reflect His love, grace, and mercy onto others."
The more she spoke, the more he felt himself fall for her all over again. She was so well educated and religious without being like them other judgmental church people, (aka her family.)
She finished with a grin, "And I love your bowlegged self."
A little chuckle left her mouth as he kissed his teeth, passing his hands over her face playfully. "Mane, fuck up." He laughed softly after it.