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::Keyairra's P.O.V.::

As <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=jessica+alba&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=MPlQ7hALLWRceM:&imgrefurl=http://www.gogirlsgo.net/archives/tag/jessica-alba&docid=zROe6ypE97uPBM&imgurl=http://c1.img.udoor.net/go/JessicaAlba3.jpg&w=795&h=1000&ei=9EakT9XhH6Pf0QGByO2sCQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=1305&vpy=106&dur=608&hovh=252&hovw=200&tx=118&ty=141&sig=106718029609829584562&page=1&tbnh=148&tbnw=120&start=0&ndsp=38&ved=1t:429,r:27,s:0,i:207">I</a> drove further and away from him my heart began to ache, like it was being ripped apart from his arteries and veins. Tears began to flood my eyes. Now I know how Chris felt when he had to leave on tour for a month. I guess it's different when the tables are turned.

After driving an hour we stopped to get something to eat and stretched. We walked into a nearby Wendy's.

"Yeah ma, we just stopped for a few minutes to get something to eat and stretched, we have another hour and a half to go." Essence spoke through her phone.

"Okay, thanks for checking in. Let us know when you make it. You know Michael will flip if he hasn't heard from you." Latrice voice said through speaker.

We all laughed.

I wasn't long before we got into our cars and drove to the campus of VSU. We GPS the way to our house. The guys made sure it was close to campus, yet far enough that we couldn't be in any drama. Plus, they made sure we were by a near by grocery store. To say that these men are caring is an understatement.

When we drove up to our house, I was in comlete shock! This wasn't a house this was a <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=two+story+condos&hl=en&biw=1680&bih=894&gbv=2&tbm=isch&tbnid=EvFER7_IimliFM:&imgrefurl=http://homesearch.youraustintxhome.com/i/9252/WestAustinCondos&docid=SAAsM97QWLvjWM&imgurl=http://photos-3.idxco.com/0437713b7f761386c05bb2330bb3094a5523007546&w=640&h=480&ei=Z1OkT5WEAq-x0QGQmrXCCQ&zoom=1&iact=rc&dur=110&sig=106718029609829584562&page=3&tbnh=154&tbnw=205&start=62&ndsp=35&ved=1t:429,r:31,s:62,i:276&tx=91&ty=68">Condo</a>

We stepped put of pur cars not able to walk up to it.

"Are you sure this the right house?" I asked Demesha.

"Yeah, see." she showed us the address that matched the house, "this is what they gave us isn't?"

"Well that's it." Essence assured.

"I need to call Chris." I said about to pull out my phone.

"No wait until we get settle in."

I nodded "You're right."

Demesha used the key to open the door.

"Oh My God!" we all said in unision

This <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=two+story+condos+living+room&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=14-zpQl6-I-U3M:&imgrefurl=http://atlantafinehomes.com/blog/%3Ftag%3Dkevin-mcbride&docid=nJlh5ckCh8WyuM&imgurl=http://atlantafinehomes.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/cool-condo1.jpg&w=616&h=410&ei=zFakT6meEoXvggfkn4zaAQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=870&vpy=584&dur=327&hovh=183&hovw=275&tx=155&ty=124&sig=106718029609829584562&page=2&tbnh=164&tbnw=219&start=26&ndsp=35&ved=1t:429,r:17,s:26,i:166">place</a> was huge!

"Are you serious?" i whispered to no one in particular.

"Okay, I'm kinda scared to see what the kitchen looks like.

We walked down the hallway passed the stairway to the <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=two+story+condos+kitchen&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=H0_kPtBILRcHLM:&imgrefurl=http://urbanconnectionrealty.com/2012/01/lofts-currently-for-sale-at-artisan-lofts-on-osborn-phoenix-az/&docid=qbYGWjkO2gxN7M&imgurl=http://urbanconnectionrealty.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Artisan-Lofts-on-Osborn-Kitchen2.jpg&w=721&h=479&ei=_1ekT6zGMo_tggftx4XeAQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=1358&vpy=410&dur=234&hovh=183&hovw=276&tx=233&ty=88&sig=106718029609829584562&page=3&tbnh=158&tbnw=224&start=59&ndsp=32&ved=1t:429,r:5,s:59,i:212">kitchen</a> .

I laughed, "They are some nutcases!"

"I know right?!" Essence smiled, "hey look, they left us something on the fridge." There was an evelope tape to the door with a sticky note on it reading, 'We didn't want your food to spoil so plese go grocery shopping. We're sorry that we couldn't do it for you.'

Demesha smiled, "These guys!"

We laughed.

"C'mon lets go check out some more of the house."

We walked around the first floor discory that we have a <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=two+story+condos+study+room&start=162&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=EFktKxYCGiIwUM:&imgrefurl=http://dallas.urbancondoliving.com/dallas/index7.htm&docid=jdFYCUiyLF-wNM&imgurl=http://media.point2.com/cdr/listing/2788/624b/961f/472d07b46e0b1e031733/w475h356wm.jpg&w=475&h=356&ei=oFukT9inO5H4ggf_o5CwAQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=432&vpy=453&dur=3760&hovh=194&hovw=259&tx=126&ty=126&sig=106718029609829584562&page=6&tbnh=166&tbnw=221&ndsp=35&ved=1t:429,r:15,s:162,i:189">Study Room</a> , a <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=condo+game+rooms&start=92&hl=en&biw=1680&bih=894&gbv=2&tbm=isch&tbnid=vYqR07np-EFs8M:&imgrefurl=http://www.homeaway.com/vacation-rental/p7138956h&docid=zJADZRLrpJZ4iM&imgurl=http://imagesth.homeaway.com/Images/AHAU/7138956/14_400x300.jpg&w=400&h=300&ei=61ykT-v_L4LbgQe88LXDAQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=200&vpy=2&dur=562&hovh=194&hovw=259&tx=127&ty=104&sig=106718029609829584562&page=4&tbnh=167&tbnw=222&ndsp=32&ved=1t:429,r:13,s:92,i:33">Game Room</a> , and a <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=two+story+condos+game+room&start=125&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=NygX61OxEmFgEM:&imgrefurl=http://www.luxist.com/category/celebrity-shopping&docid=zP2LBcGPnmUZEM&imgurl=http://www.blogcdn.com/www.luxist.com/media/2011/03/10-4686014-1299040941.jpg&w=580&h=435&ei=c1ykT6CZO8a_gQe42JXpAQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=187&vpy=581&dur=359&hovh=194&hovw=259&tx=127&ty=194&sig=106718029609829584562&page=5&tbnh=154&tbnw=196&ndsp=35&ved=1t:429,r:14,s:125,i:111">Pool</a>

When went up stairs all three doors to the bedrooms were closed, but they had our names painted on them. We decided to split up and see what was on the of our assigned doors.

<a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=jordin+sparks&start=82&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=SYVg3qlR8gpzAM:&imgrefurl=http://www.hollywoodlife.com/2010/12/22/happy-birthday-jordin-sparks/&docid=1H_VfwFVFncXIM&imgurl=http://www-hollywoodlife-com.vimg.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/122110_hollyscopes_jordin_sparks_544.jpg&w=544&h=778&ei=YmKkT_OkGsLh0QGJ2cH4BA&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=1367&vpy=506&dur=140&hovh=269&hovw=188&tx=93&ty=223&sig=106718029609829584562&page=3&tbnh=160&tbnw=112&ndsp=44&ved=1t:429,r:42,s:82,i:93">::Demesha's P.O.V.::
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I opened the door and immediately gasps at what I had seen. I walked <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=bedroom+latino+design&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=7Js5uGJGXrLo1M:&imgrefurl=http://www.ministeris.com/beauty-bedroom/the-exotic-bedroom-design-classic-american-style/attachment/modern-bedroom-american-design-ideas&docid=DXG8twyaVEvoFM&imgurl=http://www.ministeris.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Modern-Bedroom-American-Design-Ideas.jpg&w=550&h=387&ei=CWCkT5-WHueo0AGR7sWXBQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=188&vpy=161&dur=4540&hovh=188&hovw=268&tx=146&ty=109&sig=106718029609829584562&page=1&tbnh=156&tbnw=208&start=0&ndsp=29&ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0,i:72">in</a> slowly taking this huge room with high ceiling. I walked over to the bed and felt across the soft comforter. When I sat down, i noticed something on my night stand; it was a 'Winnie the Pooh Hunnie Pot' I laughed at Druexs silliness then picked up the letter that was on the stand also.

'Hey Muff, I hope you like your room. I decided to keep it latino for my Latina Mami ;-) You pull back the curtains to get more light in your room, but when I get there, them curtains are to be shut and you better be naked, but you can where them red heels, you know that I like babe. We gone start from the <a href="http://www.ijoos.com/feelig-natural-spanish-style-in-your-bath-with-spanish-bathroom-ideas/spanish-bathroom-ideas-1/">bathroom</a> have you up on the counter- Let me stop. But all jokes aside babe, i hope you like your gift, stay in the books, and don't party too hard. I love you! And when you get a break, its me you and that honey pot.'
-Love Drubear.

I couldn't stop blushing the whole time i read the letter. How can he make me all mushy inside and he's not even here? I thought to myself. i squealed throwing myself on the bed.

<a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=Kyla+Pratt&start=145&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&addh=36&tbm=isch&tbnid=yFnxorlKhVME4M:&imgrefurl=http://livelyindepthmusicent.com/2010/05/08/kyla-pratt-for-tightrope-magazine/kyla-pratt-2-3/&docid=n602nphmrr2e6M&imgurl=http://livelyindepthmusicentertainment.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/kyla-pratt-2-3.jpg&w=450&h=636&ei=82ekT-fKLPKP0QHNkvC9BQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=754&vpy=508&dur=3229&hovh=267&hovw=189&tx=99&ty=197&sig=106718029609829584562&page=4&tbnh=160&tbnw=125&ndsp=47&ved=1t:429,r:41,s:145,i:197">Essence' P.O.V.</a>

When walked in my <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=bedroom+sexy+design&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=Ta4nVyDBs2v4UM:&imgrefurl=http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/look-dynamically-lit-studio-ap-90400&docid=553QCZKpjUcpeM&imgurl=http://i-cdn.apartmenttherapy.com/uimages/sf/7-17-09-bedroom-dark.jpg&w=490&h=368&ei=CmmkT9L0DOLv0gHkscCBBQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=403&vpy=501&dur=10514&hovh=194&hovw=259&tx=181&ty=103&sig=106718029609829584562&page=2&tbnh=154&tbnw=198&start=24&ndsp=35&ved=1t:429,r:1,s:24,i:128">room</a>, I don't know why, why i was immediately at peace. It smelled of apple cinnimon my favorite scent, I walked over to the bed and layed down. I turned my head and noticed that my night stand was covered with message oils, inscents and candles. I took the note that was on the stand and read it.

'Hey TygrEss, I know your about to fall asleep aren't. Well, that's what I was getting at when I deisgned this room for you. If you ever have a bad day at school or just need a place to calm down, hopefully this will help you with all the fire that needs to simmer down...but don't get it twisted, it's gonna ger reall heated when I come to visit you. Those messages oil, and candles ain't just for keeping you calm ;-) So get all the rest you can, you ain't sleep when I get there!

-Love TygaMan

P.S. Are we get done making love, we hitting up the <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=Bathroom+sexy+design&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=cfNbNSNVyw7DnM:&imgrefurl=http://thedecoratingdiva.com/8-hot-trends-in-bath-design-2009/&docid=QaoTEGIWQxFyvM&imgurl=http://thedecoratingdiva.com/images/10HotTrendsinBathDesign2009_4126/image_thumb.png&w=530&h=407&ei=d2mkT9mEGquH0QGNjYWRBQ&zoom=1">bathroom</a>, then walking on the patio...to make love again.

I bite my lip, he's so corny but I love his corny asx!.

::Keyairra's P.O.V.::

I walked in my <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=bedroom+glass+design&start=364&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=j8M_xY_kNDMK0M:&imgrefurl=http://www.homes-house.com/amazing-natural-residence-design-idea-modern-design-uniting-wall-glass-and-wooden-style-united-states.html&docid=BCnY-bdPCrNgLM&imgurl=http://www.homes-house.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/decorative-bedroom-pillows-modern-design-uniting-Wall-Glass-and-Wooden-style-united-states.jpg&w=611&h=416&ei=ZG-kT6z5A6Xv0gGwm8iwBQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=1078&vpy=530&dur=3712&hovh=185&hovw=272&tx=101&ty=99&sig=106718029609829584562&page=12&tbnh=167&tbnw=223&ndsp=35&ved=1t:429,r:25,s:364,i:210">room</a> i instantly knew what Chris was doing. He was not going to let me live this down. I pouted and walked over to my bed. I the nighstand I saw a tablet that read Keyairra: 1 million Chris: 1 miliion and 1

"Goof ball!" i said out loud.

There was a note on the night stand, I picked it up and read it.

'Hey Boo, Bet you can't hide from me now, huh? Yeah, bae, I had to go with a glass design with you. You're going to learn to love that body of your. And when i get there, everybody gone see who I'm in love it. they gone see that gorgeous body. So get ready, Pooh gone lay it down!
Oh! And that <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=Bathroom+glass+design&hl=en&gbv=2&biw=1680&bih=894&tbm=isch&tbnid=bFguBigo4oyJ-M:&imgrefurl=http://www.solarnovo.com/beautiful-white-bathroom-renovation-interior-design/&docid=BUXNe5uzlkHEzM&imgurl=http://www.solarnovo.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/white-bathroom-renovation-interior.jpg&w=500&h=333&ei=um-kT47QGK-x0AHPlrSCBQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=190&vpy=509&dur=1841&hovh=183&hovw=275&tx=153&ty=104&sig=106718029609829584562&page=2&tbnh=158&tbnw=218&start=28&ndsp=36&ved=1t:429,r:0,s:28,i:134">bathroom</a> is where the game is going to start. I wanna see try and get away from me in there. Imma let you go so you can enjoy your room somemore. Study hard.....so we can play later! ;-)
-Love Pooh

I blushed so hard!!!!

Kommentare

Micha better quit staring at Deme like that Dru ain't with that. He made sure dude knew she was all his. Aww it's been awhile since he's got some lol. Damn Trey and Stascia news would interrupt them lol. Run It.

Lol gt his ass run it fast

Hahahahaha almost RunIt!!!

::Druex's P.O.V.::

Michael and I are at the studio along with a gang of other producers, songwriters, artists and friends. We're just making some new music; rough drafts for stuff in the future.
"Let's make a nasty song." I suggested.
"That's coo," Lonny, a fellow artist said," I need some inspiration though. I just broke up with my girl the other day and all I can think about is heartbreak." he laughed.
"Damn dude that's tough." Michael sighed,"But its just a nasty song, you're just writing about sex, you don't have to put your feelings into it.
"True," he nodded,"Kevin you got some beats?" he asked
Kevin, a producer/songwriter nodded his head,"Yeah, but Chris has this song he never finished called "Undercover' one of you can add to it, we'll play it for Chris later and see what he thinks." he suggested.
We told him to lay as we listened to it we decided that I should be the one to add to it, since my voice is smoother than Michael's. After some trial and error we finally got a verse; a perfect one, but I still think someone else should rap the verse.
"Let's hear some other beats, Kev." Michael said.
We listened to some beats trying to decide which one to use. When we decided on one we let it play as we all let our minds go free then laid down some verses and the beginning to a chorus. Lonny was now in the booth doing some harmonies when Michael got my attention.
"You talk to Demesha today?" he asked.
"Yeah she should be coming here in a bit. What about you, you talk to Essence?"
"Yeah, but she's sick. I told her to rest and I'll take care of her later."
"What's wrong with her?" I frowned
"She's just under the weather, nothing serious," he shrugged," You know? Lady problems."
"Aw okay," I nodded understanding.
He smiled, "Yeah."
"Y'all always talking about your girlfriends." Micah, another songwriter said,"There's no way a girl is that amazing."
"Dude, have you seen their women, they are that amazing, especially Druex's. She's the sweetest girl you'll ever meet." Kevin defended, "Crazy about him too."
"I find that hard to beleive, especially since all women are just plain confusing." Micah rebuttled.
"Don't objectify all women based off the ones you've dated." Michael laughed.
"Yeah, especially them ghetto ass ones."
"Whatever man, I'm just saying no girl is that crazy about their man. Psycho maybe, but not that loyal."
"Yeah there are, if you treat them right." I reasoned.
"So Micah, how do you treat your woman?" he remained silent and everybody in the studio laughed.
"Whatever, whatever! I still maintain my argument." he said.
The studio's phone rang,"Yes, Stacy," I answered.
"There's some girl claiming that she knows you, saying she's your girlfriend, Demesha DelaCruz is her name and she has a friend with her." Stacy the receptionist said with an attitude.
I rolled my eyes, I wish someone would fire her. She's always giving all my brother and I trouble, basically she's just a groupie,"Stacy you know she's allowed up here, I'm sending Pat down there. I hung up the phone. "Pat can you go get Demesha downstairs, before I really snap on the receptionist down there. muttered to Pat.
"Of course, be right back." Five minutes later Pat returned with Demesha and Essence. Demesha quickly rushed over to me, pressing her body against mine, wrapping her arms around me and showering me with kisses as I reciprocated. "How's my Muff doing?" I say in between kisses.
"Well, thank you. I miss you." she whispered.
My hand travel down her backside and I give it a squeeze," I miss you too."
She pulls out of the hug,"I got you something to eat." she held up a back of Jack in the Box.
"Aw thank you, love. I am hungry." I glance over at Micah who seems to be in a complete trance at the site of both Essence and Demesha.
Michael just walked back in after steeping out for a second,"Baby" he said surprised, "I thought I told you to stay in bed, you silly women." He took her in his arms and kissed her cheek.
"I was bored." was all she could say as she rested her head in his shoulder.
"Okay just sit down in my seat and rest." he sat her down,"Gimme kiss." she pecked him and sat back in her chair.
"Dang sis you didn't get me anything?"
Demesha blushed,"Sorry bro, you can have my fries." she offered innocently.
"Thank you sis. Let me have a bite of your sandwhich, bro." she toom my sandwhich out of my hand, bit into it and gave it back.
"Just take my s***." I say.
He just shrugged and continued eating," Baby you hungry." he ask Essence. she shook her head.
"she has soup and grilled cheese earlier." Demesha said
"Aw man, thats the best meal ever." Kevin said.
"Hell yeah." Michael agreed, "You eating good without me baby?" he asked mushing his face against hers, making her giigle.
From the corner of my eye I note Micah staring at Demesha, in that way. If anyone knows anything about me is that I'm really territorial when it comes to my princess.
"Micah, why don't you go do some harmonies on the chorus." I say.
He quickly snapped of his trance, "Yeah, uh, okay..." he fumbled for words, then made his way to the booth. I notice that he's just aw-strucked. I suffered the same effects when I first saw Demesha too. But niggas are disrepectful now-a-days; don't drool over my womwn right in front of me, and I know Micah is the type do it.
Okay, I'm also a little testy because I haven't laid Demesha in over a week and she keeps denying me, thinking that s*** is funny. Now when I lock her ass up in a room somewhere with just me, a bed and handcuffs, she's going to think I'm crazy.
After Micah was done, we decided to releive some stress and play some songs we finished earlier; some club banger. Everyone was feeling most of them, some people started dancing while others bobbed their heads. I leaned against the master keyboard, Demesha was bent over across a table talking to some people. Again I notice Micah starring. Instead of losong my cool I leaned forward and tapped Demesha's butt, my d*** jumped when I saw it jiggle. Damn! She tured around and looked at me.
"C'mere." I motioned. she smiled and stood straight then step over to me. I turned her around so that her butt is pn me, I wrapped arms around her waist really tight, and kiss her ear. "So I haven't had any Honey in awhile and you know how I get." I say, she laughs, "Oh you think it's funny?" I questioned looking at her, she shook her head trying and failing to hold her smile, "Mhm, so when am I getting some?" I ask.
She shrugged, "I don't know."
I raised my brow, "You don't know?"
She smirked and tried stepping away from me, but I tightened my grip, "And you're trying to run from me too?" I hissed through my teeth. She giggled, "Okay,that's it." I take her elbow and guide her out the studio. Once me make it to the hallway I practically drag her down the hall to a empty conference room. I pulled her in and close then lock the door. I turn around and Demesha is sitting on the table with her legs crossed leaning backward on her hands.
"You do you know that your body belongs to me, right?" I asked as I walk and stand infront her. She looks at me with those innocent hazel eyes, and nods her head, "So why am I constantly telling you not to run from me?" I part her legs, then pull her against me, "Huh?" I say in a more forceful tone. She blushes and puts her head in her hands. I lean forward making her lay all the way down. "Well I guess I'm going have to remind you the consquences of running from me, because obviously you forgot." I say as I began to unbutton her jeans. As I was doing that her phones rings. I manage to pull down her pants, just as she sits up,
"What?! OMG! Right now?!" she squealed, "OMG, okay, we'll be there!" she said into the phone, and pushing me away to pull her jeans up. I looked her crazy, what's going on, I wonder.
"Deme, what's going on?"
She hung up, "We have to go downtown right now, Trey and Stacia are getting married!" she said as she dragged me out the room
"What?!"

RunIt!!!

Dammit I love Trey he's so damn sweet. It's so cute how he was talking to Anastacia's belly and saying such sweet things to the baby. Damn Anastacias a beast when it comes to business and I love how Trey lets her make all the important decisions. Ha the contractor thought he was getting over on them but she shut all that s*** down ha. Ats wassup. He wants to marry her now. No more waiting that's so sweet. I hope she says yes and they just have a big reception and wedding later. Like after the babys born. Ugh can I Meet me a guy like Trey. Run It!!!!

Awww run it

::Anastacia::
Trey and I stepped out the shower after an hour of washing and love-making.
"That was great baby. Thanks, I needed that." I say then peck his lips.
He smiled, "Anytime baby. You know I'll help you releive some stress anytime, anyday." he helps me put on my robe,"Plus I never pregnant pussy was that awesome." he added.
I laughed," We"ll you don't have much time left to enjoy it."
"HE wrapped a towel around himself then took my hand into his then walked out the bathroom to the bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed waiting for my usual after-bathing pampering.
"Scoot onto the bed babe, all the way back." he instructed while he got some things off the dresser. I do as I'm told, also taking off my robe. Trey mounted the bed with a bottle of lotion. He positioned himself on the bed, legs on either side of me. He'd already put on his pajama pants. He rubbed some lotion between his hands and began his process, starting with my legs, both caressing and massaging at the same time. It took him ten minutes to lotion up everything exept my stomach; he always does that last and by the time he gets there I'm always ready to fall asleep.
"Baby, when we go to the doctor can we find out the sex of the baby?" I heard him asked.
"I breathed deeply," You don't want to wait?" I smiled.
"Not anymore, I'm too anxious. When we go shopping I wanna be able to buy more than just unisex clothes and thigs."
"I don't mind, you were the one that wanted to wait." I shifted and closed my eyes.
"One more thing, Angel?" he uttered
I was halfway sleep,"Hmm..." I mumble.
"I kind of want to stay here instead of moving out. Use the guestroom as a nursery? What do you think?"
"I don't care, whatever you think is best."
I heard him chuckle, "We'll talk more about it tomorrow," he kissed my forehead,"Goodnight love."

I flutter my eyes open. I have no idea what time it is, but its still dark. Suddently, I know why I woke up. I don't move, just listen:

"I don't want to leave you Tj, I really don't, just know that everything I'm doing is for you and mommy. I can't wait to meet you, watch you grow up, get in trouble..." he laughes,"We'll always love you, I hope you like us. Please don't come early, I wanna see you the second you're born. I wanna see what features you took on. I hope you have your mommy's smile. I'll always fall for that smile and those pretty brown eyes everytime." He breathes then I feel him kiss my stomach," I love you already, Tj" he kissed it again," and I know mommy does too," he added, "Don't you?" he asked.
I smiled then placd my hand over his,"Yes, I do, I love you Tj." Trey nuzzled his head on my belly, holding my head. We both fell asleep.

"Sleepyhead, wake up," I heard Trey say.
"Why?" I mumble.
"Because I need you to do something for me, love."
I rolled over on my side," What time is it?"
"It's just passed noon." he shook my thigh, "C'mon, Angel I really need you."
"Okay Trey I'm getting up," I sat up as best I could,"What do you need me for?"
He made his way over to the closet," I have this meeting at one-thirty and my assistant called in sick and I really need somebody to help me. Plus you know the business better than Mark anyway."
He was talking about our diner, we're having it renovated and he's incharge of the financial part; contracts and such, "And with both owners there they won't try to hassle or run game over me." he paused, "Will you help me?" he ask with a hopeful face.
I rolled my eyes, clambered out of bed, and walked passed him to the bathroom. He knew my answer.
"Thank you, Angel! I'll make it up to you, I promise."

I sat in the passenger seat eating two peanut butter, banana and pickle sandwhiches. Trey made them for me. I absoulutely love these. Trey limited the amount I could have, which is one every month, because they're not healthy, but since I'm doing him this favor, he bribed me with one, but I told him I would only do it if I could have two. He was relunctant but gave in.
Trey pulled into the car garage just as I finished eating. I drank my water then checked myself inthe mirror. I popped a mint in my mouth, before Trey helped me out. He closed the door and went to grab some things out the trunk.
"What's that?" I asked, as he slung a bag over his shoulder.
"Mark dropped off copies of the contracts just in case."
"I can carry it."
"It's okay I got it." he locked his hands with mine.
"But I'm supposed to be your assistant.' I playfully pout.
"You are. You can assistance with looking beatiful at this meeting. Give me some eye candy to look at." he joked. I shook my head and follwed him into the elevator.

"So you see Mr.Neverson, if we break ground in late December we'll be finished by the end of February, early March at the latest." The contractor explained to Trey.
"Okay, what's he damage if we decide on this time span?" Trey asked, obviously thinking that two months is kind of shart for a renovation. The man showed him the price which was really steep, but for what we want its worth it, we just want it to be structurely sound and get everything we pay for. As they talked prices, I looked over the scematic and blueprints, which has everything I ask for, execpt the price is a bit cheaper and I inquire why.
"I'm sure you're finacee will love the finished project." Stan, a white, grey haired, slider man, with a grinch complex, said trying to reel Trey in. Little did he know, that I'm the fiancee. Trey turned to me with a raised brow,"What do you think, baby?" he asked. I noticed Stan shift uncomfortably and the blood drain from his face.
I smile,"Can I see the blueprints, please?"
"Um sorry,uh, the architect isn't here just yet, so I don't have them, but Mr. Neverson and his assistant have approved of them already.
"Yeah well she's the final decision." Trey interjected," I mentioned that last week."
I looked at Trey then at Stan who's obviously been caught at a disadvantage.
"Well I happen to have them here and they are exactly what I asked for, but the price is a lot cheaper than what is proposed." I layout the blueprints on the table," I want exactly this at this price and I want it done correctly, so if that means it takes a little longer, that's fine." Stan looked at the blueprints, mouth agape, "If this is what you agreed on last week I'd like this." I repeated.
Stan looked at me lost for words,"Um yes, uh, this is what we agreed on, but I can assure you at the price we've just proposed it will be done quicker and with the same durability,
"Thanks, but no thanks, I want exactly this at this price or we can find someone else." I softly threatened.
His eyes widened and his breath hitched,"that won't be neccessary," he said frazzled,"I'm sure the architect can work with this." he grabbed the contract he brought,"let me go make some changes." he quickly scurried out the room.
I looked at Trey and laughed almost surprisingly,"Did he really just try that?"
Trey shrugged his shoulders,"Its business baby, everybody is trying to make extra cash." He leaned over and pecked me, "Might have to bring you along when there's a final decision to be made, but Mark does a good job of getting what you want."
I nod," he's always e-mailing me about it."
He smiled at me, "Lovers, partners, and parents. We're like a power house."
I looked into his eyes, there's something there that's been eating away at him, something that he wants to say, been wanting to say for awhile. "What it is Trey? Is there something wrong?"
He shook his head,"Nothing's ever wrong with me and you, it's just..." he trailed.
"What is it?" I ask grabbing his hands.
He looked down playing with the ring in my ring finger, my engagemant ring. We didn't make a big deal about being engaged because that's just how we are; private.
"Anastacia you know I don't want to leave you, ever, and now that we have a family and business, it makes worse," He breathes," but what I do, what I enjoy doing causes me to leave often and I know that I can't take you or our baby with me all the time."
"Okay?" I say cautiously, wondering where he's going with this.
"Angel, I want us to be bound together in everyway, and while I'm anxious for Tj to come there is one thing I can make happen quicker." he looked at me, then a smile crept on his face, "Anastacia let's get married today." he whispered.
I gasped, mouth agape. I looked around, looking for, I don't know, some sign that this was real? My eyes came back to his hopeful, awaiting eyes. I inhaled deeply, then exhaled with my answer.

Run it.
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Whats the name to the first part of this story

Smh rob doin to much run it

Robyn bytch gone somewhere Chris don't want you no more. And his bros fa Damn sure ain't gone be cool with you if they bro ain't feeling you either. Aww Stacias a beast running things in her spot and she and Trey are gonna be parents too. I love how he interacts with her belly and his excitement and the babies not even here yet. That babies gonna be spoiled rotten. And hes cute with Trevor too. Daddy They. Loved the add Run It!!!

Robyn needs to get over it and aww trey is gon a love that baby so much run it

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Sorry the same thing posted twice. I don't know how to delete one of them.

:: Trey's P.O.V.::

Michael, Druex, and I just finished working out. We're riding over to the restaurant for lunch. When we walked in it seemed like the lunch rush had just subsided because the waiters were cleaning tables, sweeping the floors and replenishing the buffet. We headed straight to the bar area, I could spot Anastacia just passed the kitchen window talking to her stuff, obviously about the upcoming dinner rush.
"Mr.Neverson!' I heard someone call my name, it was one of the servers.
"Hi Emily." I greeted
"Ms. Ana is talking to the cooks. Can I get you anything?"
"No, just let her know we're out here."
"Okay'
"Look at you Mr. HotShot," Druex teased.
I smiled shaking my head, "This is Anastacia's, I'm just a business partner." I defended.
Michael laughed, "Okay."
Five minutes later Anastacia made her way to the front, but she was in the phone. she smiled and waved to us, then leaned over the counter to kiss me.
"Listen, I'm going to have to fix the rest of the order tonight. Go over what we have already" she said into the phone, as she places cups in front of us and pours ice water into them. "Okay that sounds good for now. Call me later this evening, before eight-thirty. Okay bye." She hung up, "Hey guys! Sorry has some business to handle."
"It's okay Chef," Druex emphansized we all laughed.
"Not a chef yet, just a head cook, but soon.
"Well that my new name for you." Drues said.
"You're silly, what do y'all want?"
She took out orders, then we sat and talked for awhile before our food was ready. Anastacia brung our plates out herself. "Here we are boys, and for my favorite guy..." She sat my plate in front of me, "His favorite fish dinner."
"Thank you, Angel," I kissed her cheek.
"Yeah, thanks Stacia," Michael and Druex said.
"You're welcome," she sat down with us to eat and talk. While we were talking I heard a voice that sounded wat too familiar.
"Yes I'd like to make a carryout order."
Before I could say anything Anastacia had already cut me to the chase.
"Robyn what do you want?"
"To order some food. God! You people as the dumbest questions."
"Watch it, I do own this place, I can put your ass out at anytime." she threatened.
Robyn rolled her eyes and looked at me, "Trey, brother, how are you?" she said with enthusiasm.
I shook my head, "Just order your food and leave Robyn, we have nothing to say to you." I simply put.
"What about my other brothers, you guys used to love me." she mentioned looking passed me to Michael and Druex.
"You're nothing to us," Michael spat out. Her nose flared and her eyes hooded.
"What's with you guys protecting her, she's nothing like me and she'll never have the love your brother and I shared."
"You hurt out brother, he wrote you off and so did we." Druex harshly explained.
I turned to Anastacia, "Do you wan her here, Angel?" I asked.
"No."
"Robyn, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
She huffed, "Nobody wants to eat your foul s*** anyway you wanna be chef." With that she stood, grabbed her things, "Tell Chris he hasn't seen the last of me, I will get what I want." That was the last she said before walking out the door.
"I wish I wasn't carrying this baby, or I would have did something that would guarantee a straight shot to hell."
I stood and held her close to me, "Calm down I don't need you going into early labor," I say as I kissed her neck. She sighed and turned out of my grip.
"Let me go do something," she huffed while walking away. I watched as she waddled away, that always made me smile. About an half hour later, the guys and I were on our way out the door.
"I'll be home around eight." Stacia said walking us to the door.
"Alright babe, I'll be up," I kissed her."
"Don't let anything happen to my baby or I'mma tap that ass," I whispered on her lips. She wrapped her arms around me.
"Yes, sir," I smiled and gave her one last peck before leaving out the door.

At eight-o'clock Anastacia walked through the door with Trevor in her hands, she put him down and he immediately ran over to me on the couch and gave me a hug, "I've missed you too man, I wanna take you on your with me but you have to keep momma company," I said to him while soothing his fur.
"Okay so go through the whole order one more to confirm," I heard Anastacia say while sitting on the other end of the couch. As she listened I sat up and pulled both of her feet on my lap. I took off her shoes and socks then began massaging her feet. "Okay that sounds right, email me the conformation and that's all I need. Thanks Kelly. I'll talk to you later." she hung up and dropped her phone on the table. she did a full body stretch before lounging back on the couch.
"Tired?" I ask rhetorically.
"Yes, I'm letting my sous chef handle half the day tomorrow so I can rest. Your seed is wearing me out too," she smiled and rubbed her stomach.
"Hey don't talk about my baby," I defended while kissing her stomach, "Can't beleive I'm going to miss two months of the pregnancy.
"Aw it's okay Daddy, I can take care of myself, plus I have help." I gave her a look, "I know you wanna do it youtself, but you've been doing great, plus we have one more appointment before you leave."
I didn't say anything, I just kept rubbing her stomach. I guess its true when they say fathers become really attached to their child even before they're born. I feel like I'd be tearing my heart apart when I eventually leave, but I realize that I'm not only doing what I do solely for my enjoyment, but I'm also doing it for my family now.

:: Trey's P.O.V.::

Michael, Druex, and I just finished working out. We're riding over to the restaurant for lunch. When we walked in it seemed like the lunch rush had just subsided because the waiters were cleaning tables, sweeping the floors and replenishing the buffet. We headed straight to the bar area, I could spot Anastacia just passed the kitchen window talking to her stuff, obviously about the upcoming dinner rush.
"Mr.Neverson!' I heard someone call my name, it was one of the servers.
"Hi Emily." I greeted
"Ms. Ana is talking to the cooks. Can I get you anything?"
"No, just let her know we're out here."
"Okay'
"Look at you Mr. HotShot," Druex teased.
I smiled shaking my head, "This is Anastacia's, I'm just a business partner." I defended.
Michael laughed, "Okay."
Five minutes later Anastacia made her way to the front, but she was in the phone. she smiled and waved to us, then leaned over the counter to kiss me.
"Listen, I'm going to have to fix the rest of the order tonight. Go over what we have already" she said into the phone, as she places cups in front of us and pours ice water into them. "Okay that sounds good for now. Call me later this evening, before eight-thirty. Okay bye." She hung up, "Hey guys! Sorry has some business to handle."
"It's okay Chef," Druex emphansized we all laughed.
"Not a chef yet, just a head cook, but soon.
"Well that my new name for you." Drues said.
"You're silly, what do y'all want?"
She took out orders, then we sat and talked for awhile before our food was ready. Anastacia brung our plates out herself. "Here we are boys, and for my favorite guy..." She sat my plate in front of me, "His favorite fish dinner."
"Thank you, Angel," I kissed her cheek.
"Yeah, thanks Stacia," Michael and Druex said.
"You're welcome," she sat down with us to eat and talk. While we were talking I heard a voice that sounded wat too familiar.
"Yes I'd like to make a carryout order."
Before I could say anything Anastacia had already cut me to the chase.
"Robyn what do you want?"
"To order some food. God! You people as the dumbest questions."
"Watch it, I do own this place, I can put your ass out at anytime." she threatened.
Robyn rolled her eyes and looked at me, "Trey, brother, how are you?" she said with enthusiasm.
I shook my head, "Just order your food and leave Robyn, we have nothing to say to you." I simply put.
"What about my other brothers, you guys used to love me." she mentioned looking passed me to Michael and Druex.
"You're nothing to us," Michael spat out. Her nose flared and her eyes hooded.
"What's with you guys protecting her, she's nothing like me and she'll never have the love your brother and I shared."
"You hurt out brother, he wrote you off and so did we." Druex harshly explained.
I turned to Anastacia, "Do you wan her here, Angel?" I asked.
"No."
"Robyn, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
She huffed, "Nobody wants to eat your foul s*** anyway you wanna be chef." With that she stood, grabbed her things, "Tell Chris he hasn't seen the last of me, I will get what I want." That was the last she said before walking out the door.
"I wish I wasn't carrying this baby, or I would have did something that would guarantee a straight shot to hell."
I stood and held her close to me, "Calm down I don't need you going into early labor," I say as I kissed her neck. She sighed and turned out of my grip.
"Let me go do something," she huffed while walking away. I watched as she waddled away, that always made me smile. About an half hour later, the guys and I were on our way out the door.
"I'll be home around eight." Stacia said walking us to the door.
"Alright babe, I'll be up," I kissed her."
"Don't let anything happen to my baby or I'mma tap that ass," I whispered on her lips. She wrapped her arms around me.
"Yes, sir," I smiled and gave her one last peck before leaving out the door.

At eight-o'clock Anastacia walked through the door with Trevor in her hands, she put him down and he immediately ran over to me on the couch and gave me a hug, "I've missed you too man, I wanna take you on your with me but you have to keep momma company," I said to him while soothing his fur.
"Okay so go through the whole order one more to confirm," I heard Anastacia say while sitting on the other end of the couch. As she listened I sat up and pulled both of her feet on my lap. I took off her shoes and socks then began massaging her feet. "Okay that sounds right, email me the conformation and that's all I need. Thanks Kelly. I'll talk to you later." she hung up and dropped her phone on the table. she did a full body stretch before lounging back on the couch.
"Tired?" I ask rhetorically.
"Yes, I'm letting my sous chef handle half the day tomorrow so I can rest. Your seed is wearing me out too," she smiled and rubbed her stomach.
"Hey don't talk about my baby," I defended while kissing her stomach, "Can't beleive I'm going to miss two months of the pregnancy.
"Aw it's okay Daddy, I can take care of myself, plus I have help." I gave her a look, "I know you wanna do it youtself, but you've been doing great, plus we have one more appointment before you leave."
I didn't say anything, I just kept rubbing her stomach. I guess its true when they say fathers become really attached to their child even before they're born. I feel like I'd be tearing my heart apart when I eventually leave, but I realize that I'm not only doing what I do solely for my enjoyment, but I'm also doing it for my family now.

Awww run it

RunIt!!!

Aww Jazz is finally trying to let Omari in. I know its hard for her but she's getting there. Omaris the perfect fiancee. The song Jazz sang to Omari was perfect. Truly showing there love. That romantic getaway Omari planned is sweet. Love. Run It!!!

::Jazmine's P.O.V.::

I woke to my phone buzzing out of control. I stuck my hand out from under the covers to snatch it off the table, it was my mom, "Hey momma," I geeted groggily,
"I see Omari kept you busy," she laughed. I chuckled
"Happy birthday, Jazzy," I heard my siser and brother yell through the phone,
"Thank you! I'm coming to see you guys today," I mentioned. Since I live with Omari now, I always make the time to visit them almost every other day.
"Okay," Zavia squealed,
"What does Omari have planned for you?" my mom asked,
"I don't know, but I'm coming to visit you guys first before
anything," I confirmed.
"Okay, I'll see you later then,"
"Bye." we disconneced. I finally lifted he covers off me to reveal my naked body, which reminded me of my late nigt/early morning trist with Omari; his energy never wanes, I'm wore out, in all senes of the word.
I sat up pulling the covers over my chest to check my messages from friends and family. I heard the door open, "Hey birthday girl!" Omari greeted, he's wearing the jeans he had on yesteday an that's it,
"Hey," I said as he walked over and gave me a kiss.
"You feeling okay?" he ask with misplaced hope it looked like.
I raised my brow, "Yeah," I chuckled, "I'm good, sill tired, but I'm okay." he sighed sacastially,
"Then I did't do it right," I was confused,
"Do what right?" I asked,
"You." he simply said, "You're supposed to be so tired you can't even get up on your own," I laughed,
"I'm tired enough, plus I'm going to see my mom today," he looked at me with lust,
"You'll get there," I scooted back as he crawled on top of me, "Baby I'm tired," I whined, but that didn't stop him,
"Hush!," he kissed me and that was the end of my protest.

"Goodbye, see y'all later!" I waved to my family as Omari and I walked hand in hand out the door. We just has brunch withthem and they gave me my present, which was a new watch with my name engraved on the back also saying 'We love you, Jazzy!' I don't usually wear accesories, but I'll cherish this forever. It wasn't until afer I got in the car that I realized I really don't know what I'm doing for my birthday. I've been so busy with work and school that I haven't planned anything. And honestly I'm so tired to even think of anything to do, "Are we going back home bae?" I asked leaning my head on the window.
He chuckled, "No baby, just lean the seat, relax and ride, I'll let you know when we've made it to our destination," he said. I did't hesitate to do exactly that.

"Jay-Baby, wake up," I felt him shake me, "We're here," I sat up and looked around all I could see was the ocean in front of me, "Where's here?" I asked,
"Virginia Beach, c'mon," he got out the car and was at my side in seconds.
I got out the car, "Never been," I said grabbing my purse and shutting the door.
"Of course you haven't, you workaholic." he teased,
"Hey, its what I do; is a lifestyle," I defended,
"Mhm, yeah well that lifestyle is about to change real soon, ain't
it?" he playfully threatened
"We'll see," I spat with my attitude.
"Yeah, we'll see," he repeated. We walked inside the hotel to the
front desk, "I have a suite reserved under Grandberry," he spoke to the fair haired lady that as been eyeing him since he walked through the door, it doesn't me anymore, but I still notice, "Ready baby," Omari snapped me out of my reverie, "We're going to have a nice weekend, I'm going to show you how it is to be really catere to," I giggled as he tugged me toward the elevator, "Do you and your wife need help with any bags?" the lady called after us. I was about to correct her, but Omari had already answered before me, "No, but thank you," he smiled a mischevious smiled while walking away. I turned around while Omari wasn't looking and eyed he receptionist who flushed
then returned to her work. The elevator doors open and we walked in, "Stop scaring them," Omari murmured then kissed my forehead. I smirked and looked down feeling so guilty. When the elevator reached the very top floor the doors open to a spacious, high ceiling, paradise. I can only describe it as cozy and livable,
"This looks amazing, this is ours for the weekend?"
"Yeah baby this room is made specially for relaxation. No work what so ever, three days being waited on hand and foot."
I turned to him, "So what do we actually do?" I ask kind of serious.
"We enjoy it," he laughed. I slowly nodded, "Just try it babe,
please?" he pleaded. I realize that I'm giving him a disspointed vibe,
"Oh gosh, baby I'm going to enjoy it, its just new to me that's all" I hug and kiss him multiple times,"I love it baby, thank you so much." He cheesed a I-got-a-victory smile, "But now, I don't know what you have planned for me, but I really need a nap, can I do that?" I ask inching my way to the couch.
"Go ahead baby," he laughed, "do whatever you want."

After my afternoon siesta, I found myself in a huge king size bad with plush pillows and the most comfortable covers ever. I sat up and looked around the room, I noticed I was by myself until I hear Omari come in the room with just jeans in. I mean is this a new look he's trying out? Not that I'm complaining.
"She's up now, but she's about take a shower." he said into the
receiver I took that as my cue to get out of bed, "Hold on," he said, "Hey love, you sleep okay?" he pecked my lips. I
nodded, "There's some clothes in the closet, go take a shower. What do you want to eat?"
I shrugged, "I don't care, nothing specific," I'm not hungry, honestly, but wouldn't dare say that to him, but I know he knows. He narrowes his eyes, "I'll surprise you then. Go shower" I playfully roll my eyes while sassily turning and walking away. "Don't let your attitude get you in trouble nigga." he called after me.
"I'm always in trouble!" I snapped back.
He laughed a little, "I swear you be asking for it."
"Whatever." I say before walking into the bathroom.

I walked out about an half hour later and look through the closet for some night wear. I decided to humor Omari. I know he likes me walking around him with next to nothing on. So I put on a red and black panty set, his favorite colors, and a black silk robe. I tied it so that only my bra is showing. When I walked out the door Omari had already ordered room service and he was still on the phone.
"She's out now, you wanna ask her now?" he looked at me and handed me the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi Jazmine, its Becky," I looked at Omari with a glare. He smiled and scooted the cart with our food to the kitchen island, "Omari and I were going over the wedding plans and we weren't sure about the cake. I know you want a Red Velvet with caramel trimmimng, but do you want layered or stagged?"
I frowned, "What's the difference," I asked following Omari to the kitchen.
"Not much really, I know you're noi keen on detail, but I have to let the bakers know," she explains, Omari had grabbed me by the waist and started kissing on my neck, chest and breasts. "Layered is when the cakes are stackes right on top of one another. Stagged is the he cakes are seperated on tiers." she went on. Omari has picked me up, sat me on the island still attacking the same places, pulling my hair and tilting my hair back for better access.
"Um...layered will do it for me," I barely answered,
"Sounds good, I'll keep in touch just in case I need anything else."
"Okay," I handed the phone back to Omari.
"Did that take of everything for now? Okay thanks Becky, talk to you later." he hung up, "You hungry now?" he asked.
"I don't now. Do I have to say yeah?" He just just looked at me
through hooded eyes. I laughed bringing him closer to me and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his nose, "Okay I'll give you a break this weekend, what's for dinner?"
"Thank you for your kindness. Your mouth was about to get you in
trouble." he said then slapped my thigh. He let go of me to walk over to the cart.
"Well I can't guarantee total kindness 100 percent of the time." I let out. He laughed, "It's only fun that that way anyway." he grinned.

We enjoy a nice chicken and broccoli alfredo dinner. Omari fed me the entire time, while telling me about the tour and the he wants to hear from me as often as possible.
"And you better be a good girl while I'm gone. If I come back and hear you've damn near killed somebody, your ass is mine." He warned.
I swallowed my food, "Yeah whatever, I'm telling you right now,
there's two people on my list," I spat, "I still haven't gotten
Shantelle's ass and that b**** Robyn can get the business for real." I huffed then took a sip of my drink.
Omari took my drink from me, picked me up off the island, carried me to the living room and sits down on the sofa, me astride him. He looks me in the eyes then brings me forward hugging and caressing my entire body. I reciprocate holding him tight,
"God I'm going to miss you," he whispers in my ear, "I'd like you in one piece when I get back, okay?"
And I for some reason I don't have the heart to make a smart remark, instead I just keep the mood.
"Okay," I responded honestly and kiss him below his ear, "You know you worry about me too much." I utter.
I feel him grin against my neck, "You give me reason to."
I sit to look at him, "I don't think so and I don't think you have to worry about me, not all the time at least." I confess, "Besides I can take care of myself.'
He raises brow in comtempt, "Yeah you can, execpt when you forget to eat, when you pass out because you forgot to eat, when you snap on someone because they said something you didn't like..." he trails, but indicating that the list is endless. I look down. I'm not that bad am I? "You're a very strong, independent woman and I love it, but you have a lack of self preservation. That's the down side of being fearless; no regard for your well being." I remain silent he takes my hands, "To be honest Jay, I want you to need me, it satisfies me when I can take care of you. Jazmine it's okay to lean on someone, especially if you love them." I leaned forward to hug him again, "We both had suffer the consequences of almost losing each other, I know you neednme to take care of you, and I need you."
"What do you need me for?" I ask finally.
"You know why," he chuckles.
I smile, " I wanna hear it,"
"I can't tell you now, it'll ruin my vows."
"You're writing your voews?" I asked surprised. He looked up at me,
"Yeah, you don't want to?"
"Um I guess I can," I say unsure.
"Well I want to, and I think you should too, that way I'll know what you really think of me, I want you ro be completely honest, because I know it's hard for you to be vulnerable."
I laugh, "That's just your dream isn't it; to get inside my head?'
"More than anything." he admits.
"Sounds like you wanna own me," I inquire.
"I mean you're already mine, I just want to know what's keeping youfrom leaving me. I wanna feed that part of you so you won't leave me again."
I sigh, "O I was just scared, that's all."
"Scared of what? That I'd leave?" my silence answers his question, "Is that why, Jay? Let me hear you say it."
I just shrug my shoulders and hold on to him tight. My face buried in the crook of his neck. He huffs then grabs my left hand, "When I proposed to you I knew I'd found someone I want to spend the rest of my life with and I thought that this would keep you from walking away from me again."
I look at him, "So me being completelly open to you would help you
keep me?" I sum up with a slight attitude. I just can't make myself beleive that I need to talk about everything to him.
"Honestly Jazmine, I just want you to talk to me, I mean you're about to be my wife. It's not like I'm asking you to surrender yourself to me. I just wanna take care of you, and I can only do that if I know everything about you." He grabs my forearms, "Please ler me in Jay? I wanna be more intimate with you, I wanna be your bestfriend. I. Want. To. Be. Yours." he begs kissing my face between words, before I know it tears are rolling down my face, "Let me in, Jay, please?"
I try to move my face away, but he both hands to ster back to his direction,"No, what is your ultimate fear Jazmine? It's has to more than just losing me." demands holding my forehead his.

'My eyes are close, but slow tears keep pushing out. As they continue to fall, through the darkness of my eyelids I myself tending to a brick house, but its not for me its for everyone else I care about even Omari, they keep telling to me come inside so I'll be safe from harm, but keep telling them that I have to make the house is sturdy. Omari keeps telling he'll keep me safe, but I keep woking on the brick house until realize that I've closed them in. I try to get back in, but I only has tool to build a wall not take down one and in that moment I know I've lost everything. I sink to the floor in and mourn in my state of, self hatred and unsecurity because the ones that gave me love. All of a sudden I hear strange noise like the sounds of an african wilderness. I panic! I can only think about the people I love inside the brick house. I do the only thing I can do, I take the bricks and keep building because even they're gone I'll have solace in knowing that whatever tries to get them will fail.'

"You'll never be by youself baby," I snap out of my dream opening my watery eyes to midnight almost twilight-like eyes, "You'll have to take me hell and high water before I let you build a wall between us." he finishes.
"What about what I've taking you through already?" I ask, hitching between breaths.
He smiles, "It could've been worse." he simply says, "I can't leave you." he reminds me, " I don't want to."
I rub on his chest, "Your way too good for me."
"Every women deserves the best, especially a great women and baby your're awesome to me." I smile its not a 100 watt but its a smile, "There's my smile I rarely see." he takes legs and lies me on him like a child, placing my head on his shoulder and holding my across my back, "First time I get inside your head and that's what I see." he states.
I shrug, "I'm not all peaches and rainbows like Demesha,"I sigh.
"I know, but maybe we should do more positive thinking though, to help you releive stress, mentaly at stress," he caresses my inner thigh, "we obviously have physical stress covered,"
"Okay," I smirk, "I like when you sing." I suggested.
"That's funny because I like when you sing especially around the house, let's me now you're happy about something."
"I'm happy about you." I say.
"Me?"
"Yeah, you silly boy!" I say mushing his face, "You see me for me and want me to me ginuinely happy. Some girls aren't lucky enough to have what I have."
I smiles and brings my left hand to his lips, "That's right." he wipes my watery eyes, "what's that song your always singing around the house?"
"One I wrote while I was on bed rest, first one I've written by myself."
"What's it called, can I hear it?" he asked.
"Never say Goodbye, don't be too brutal if you don't like it."
"I'm sure its lovely go ahead." he assured. he kissed my temple and laid his head on op of me.
" <a href="http://youtu.be/PmrnbMhxcyM"> here it goes </a> "

When finished he looked at me with the most sincere, and love-passionate eyes, "Jazmine, that's all I ever wanted you to hear you say." he choked.
"I know..." was all I could say I couldn't explain anything else. "Did I ruin the vows?" I ask.
He laughed, "No, but can you sing that at the wedding."
I shrug, "If you want, I guess I can."
"Yes! That's that one thing I do want in the wedding, everybody's going to know how you feel."
"Man, everybody don't need to know I'm that week for you, they'll test my patience." I joked but with an hint of seriousness.
"Mmm future Mrs. G, you and your fietiness." he purrs nibbling on my ear.
"For you to keep tyring to tame it, you sure do love it."
"Yes, I do, it's my weakness. But I'm your weakness, I know there's only one instance where you'll do everything I say." he trails kisses from my ear to my lips kissing me with tongue. He unties my robe and feels on my stomach, "I can't wait to put somebody in there, can you?" he asks.
And I don't know why but it's like a natural but the first thing that comes out of my mouth is, "You'll have to catch me first." and I quuickly leap out of his hold.
"Jazmine really? Are playing this game?" snickered while getting up.
"Yep." I say emphisizing the 'P'
"You know the odds aren't in your favor."
"Yep." I repeated. We are moving around the couch.
"Then why are you doing this to yourself."
I let my robe slide to the floor, " I just want to have a little fun wearing this ensable, first time I never wore something like this."
He moves and I cautiously make my way to the kitchen and lean on the island. He stands on the opposite side with his arms crossed smirking, "You know if you wanted have fun, we could've put some music and you could've stripped for me. While ensable is alluring on you I think you're over dressed." he moves again around the island and prance over to the dining room.
"Now you know I'm not that easy, baby," I stay while he inching closer, "I'd rather see you try and take off me!" I dash behind the table he almost caught me but I was a hair too quick. We played a short game of cat and mouse until I made the mistake of accidently stepping in the bedroom, pushed me all the way and closed the door. He didn't let me out the room until the next morning.

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Omari's a really sweet boyfriend. Awww. He constantly let her know she's beautiful and he loves her mind,body and soul. Jaz has to get confidence in her body. Theyre sweet tho. So Omari's bout to teach her the art of sex. RUN IT!!!

i've fallen in love with this story . dreux & deme are my favorite . they're all so perfect for each other .

that confession was too cute !
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Hey girls thanks for the comments. I try to upload photos as soon as I can. For please enjoy this run....

::Omari P.O.V.::

Today was a good. I got the final choreography done for my part of the show, and all of the special effects finished. The run-thru went great, but that’s not why I’m in a happy mood.
“O, dawg that was the bomb man. Great performance, I think we can take that on the road. What you think?” my stage director commented.
“Think so,” I said after talking a swing of water, “but I’m ‘about to head home, tell my brother that I’ll see them later,”
“Okay, Why are you in a rush?” he question. I turned around,
“I have some important business to attend to.” I call back over my shoulder, while running backstage. I grabbed my things and ran to the back of the building to me car. I made sure I drove myself just for this occasion. I almost sped back home. Once I got home I parked and hopped out the car making sure I grabbed my bag. I rushed in the house down to my room, stripped and hit the shower. I made sure I cleaned up nice for tonight, even though the occasion is tomorrow; it was going to begin tonight. I didn’t dress fancy or anything, just jeans, tshirt, and jacket. Jazmine is out with the girls, but I’m about to go pick her up as a surprise. Anastacia has text me her location. They’re headed to a restaurant downtown. I told her to go ahead and order since I’ll be there later and that the tab is on me.

It’s ten-thirty when I pull up to the restaurant. When I walked in I spotted the girls immediately, because they were making the mouse noise and of course my girl was the loudest. I made my way over to their table, I put my finger over my lips since Anastacia notices me. I pulled her chair bak and straddled her,
“What the-,” when she noticed it was me she pulled me into a hug, “baby what are you doing here?” she squealed,
“Tryna surprise my baby, is that not okay?” I asked getting off her. I sat down next to her in the available.
“I’m not complaining am I?” She leaned over and kissed me.”
“We already ordered, O, did you want anything?” Anastacia asked.
“I just have whatever Jazmine ordered” I looked over at her,
“You can share with me, I got that big ass thing of nachos with the works except sour cream.” I shrugged not really caring what I ate. The waitress came back with our food and Jazmine was right, this is a big ass thing of nachos. We ate until we were full not taking any left-overs. At 12 o’clock exactly the restaurant turned into a night bar.
“I think the birthday girl needs to dance with me,” I said over the music. The girls cheered Jazmine on as she reluctantly stood. I grabbed her hand and tugged her on the dance floor. ‘Pop That’ by French Montana came on. I turned her around and pulled her backside against me. We grooved the music. Once she got more into it she bent over and started twerkin’ on me. I cheesed as I got to watch her thick derrière grind against my pelvic area. We dance to two more fast songs then ‘Birthday Sex’ by Jeremih seep through the speakers. Jazmine wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me against her body. I pulled her closer to me gripping her waist, at this point we were really grinding on other. I lifted one of her legs around me then felt down her ass, squeezing it on the perfect spot.
“Baby I think you need to stop before it gets too far,” She whispered in my ear.
“I don’t want to, maybe it’s time for some birthday sex.”

Jazmine and I busted through my room door, literally ripping each other’s clothes off; our mouths still latched to each other. We were able to get each other down to our jeans. I quickly pushed her on tge bed making her laugh,
“You need to be naked before me,” I straddled her to undo her jeans. I pulled and tugged them off.
“Omari,” she laughed trying to stay on the bed,
“You are so irresistible I have to have you naked, panties next,” I said, I slid on the bed nose first between her legs, caressing them on the way up to the apex of her thighs. I tossed them over my shoulders as I buried my face in her abyss making her moan. I deeply breathed in her sweet scent making my mouth water.
“Jay-baby, you smell so sweet,” I say in a trance. I managed to dip my tongue around the lace of her panties down in between her lips,
“O, sss, baby, s***!’ she moaned squirmed I took my tongue out and kissed up to the hem of her panties. Gripping them with my teeth I pulled them all the way down and completely off.
“God, You made a beautiful creature,” Jazmine smiles and does one of her rare blushes. I smiled back and held out my hand, “c’mere,’ she takes my hand without hesitation. I stand her up pulling her close to me, “Tell me how you can be so insecure of this?” I asked feeling up her sides. She doesn’t wince anymore, but she does stiffen a little. I feel all over her pure skin, only marred by scares of her childhhood; not one single tattoo, “Tell me baby,’ I urge her while I continued to show her body special attention,
“I don’t know.” she murmured,
“Are you comfortable with yourself?” I asked. She looked at me like I already knew the answer, “Well are you?”
“You know I’m confident-“
“I mean with your body,” I corrected. Her face fell.
“Oh,” I stopped kissing on her and looked at her eyes. I wish I could read her mind like I can every else, but I can still look in her eyes and read her emotions like a book.
“Your eyes give you away so easily babe, you’re lucky I’m the only that can read you,’ she chuckled looking away then back at me,
“You’re the only one I let read me,” I smiled,
“And why is that?” My brow raised,
“You really don’t give me a choice, now do you/” she questioned back with her well-known attitude,
“Hey now,” I warned, ‘ I have to stay on you baby, or else I’ll never know what you’re thinking,” I explained, “it’s frustrating at times when I can read everyone else mind except the person I’m closest to,” She nodded her head understanding,
“Maybe instead of seeing it as a curse, look at it as a good thing,” she explained, “You’re the only one that knows me better than anyone, except my mom, because you actually work at getting to know me, intimately especially. No one has ever taken the time to know me intimately,” she confessed, the wrapped her arms around my neck.
“Or did you let them?” I asked while gripping her bare waist,
“Nobody was strong enough to handle my personality,’ she quickly defended,
“Nobody but me huh?” I flushed her against me making her gasped,
“Nobody but you,” she let out. It was my turn to chuckle. I kissed down chin to her neck and sucked on it while she caressed my shoulders and arms.
“I have one more question, Jay,” we stopped caressing each other, “can you be confident in your body enough to touch yourself?”
“Huh?”
“In front of me?” I finished. She looked down totally stumped, “I want you to be completely vulnerable to me in everything,” I told her, “Turn around. She slowly turned around to the full length mirror on the wall I notices she look away and I ultimately knew that this was her Achilles heel, “Baby look at yourself,” she kept her head turned. I don’t know why this coming to a surprise to me after all this time, but it does. How can a woman so confident in herself-worth be so insecure about herself?
“Have you ever pleasured yourself?’ I asked
“What do you mean?”
“You know, masturbate?” she gasped,
“No.”
“Never?” I asked shocked,
“No,’ she murmured still with her head turned. I ran my hair through her hair making her look up at me.
“Why can’t you look at yourself?” I asked. She swallowed,
“I’d rather you be my mirror,” she answered, “When I look in the mirror it reflects all the scars and imperfections. With you, you see those and make them seem like they’re not there. I trust you completely to tell the world that I’m the perfect enough for you, even if I can’t say it for myself.” She turned completely around, “You asked some time ago why won’t I give you my whole heart? I still didn’t know the answer then, but now I can tell you that you have my heart, all of it, I can be vulnerable to only you, intimate with only you. You’re the one person who knows exactly what I’m thinking before I think it and it scares me, but that’s why I’m attracted to you. So stop thinking I’m still hiding from you because you’re my mirror, one look at you and you expose me for what and who I really am.” Her eyes never left mine as she poured her heart out to me. She’s complicated to the naked eye, but I can honestly say that I’ve figured her out; she my jasmine, my mine, she’s for me.
“New plan, then,” I smiled and lay on the bed and motioned for her to her on top of me. She straddle me, “You’re still going to touch yourself, but I’ll be your mirror,’ She squinted her eyes, “It’s okay, just mirror what I do.” I assured her,
“Okay,” I took my and placed it on her chest over her heart. She placed her hand on mine.
“No baby, I said mirror me,’ I corrected. She froze with a frown on her face. I looked at her hoping she would catch on. Her face changed as if she realized something, she took her same hand and places it on my heart, “You’re my mirror too,” she smiled and I mimicked her, “Let’s make love baby.” And that is exactly what we did, mirroring each other every emotion, thrust, and moan until the wee hours of the morning.

Runs? Comments? I had to Jazmine and Omari real quick. I'll do Jaz's p.o.v. next.

wow robyn trippn she on sumn chris mad as hell wnt to hurt the girl lol key jus cool as hell bout run it soon please

Yay!! Your back!! Booo!!! Robyn's back!!! RunIt!!

Welcome Back Jaz,
Aww Key, Essence, and Demi home visiting yay. Know they guys missed them esp. Chris he's all on Key lol. Down boy. He's already talking bout marriage and starting a family, he's got it bad for Key lol. Its so cute to see them home and playful. Omari stay up on Jazz too clingy ass lol. There planning there wedding cute nothing like a fall wedding... Is this b**** Rhi Rhi serious. How dare she threaten Keyarra's life because she wants Chris WTF. And she doesn't realize Key can mess her ass up. I loved how Key kept her cool and didnt trip on her and ish, she knows Chris is all hers real talk. Fall back Hohianna. RUN IT!!