๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๏ผซ๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผด๏ผฒ๏ผฅ๏ผฌ๏ผฌ ๏ผง๏ผก๏ผต๏ผฌ๏ผค๏ผฅ๏ผฎ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ , ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ โฆ ยฉ-แดสแดแดแดสแดสษชแด โโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ for 9 months so far . after being together for 3 years and holding him down , you definitely deserved to move on up to wifey status . you loved him with all your heart and it was the same on both sides .
today was your birthday and kentrell expected you to go all out . he had a sprinter waiting outside , his homeboys , even allowed you to invite the same friends he couldn't stand . but then reality burst his bubble when he remembered you were a shy , introverted person .
you hated loud noises , alcohol , didnt smoke , also didn't like to turn up . you was a certified homebody who rather watch a cozy hallmark movie than hit up every club . kentrell had to beg you , literally on his knees beg for you to actually do something for your birthday this year .
after a few days of begging to go out , you finally agreed but you made sure he promised it won't be wild out there . he was just glad he could drag you out the house and get lit , but not too lit .
so fast forward , it's your birthday . your hair was laid very nicely , nails done , lashes on fleek , so was your eyebrows and toes too . all expenses paid by him , obviously . you looked good , but you were nervous to go out . especially when you allowed him to pick what to wear for you and he just smirked and walked away . that easily put her in a state of uneasiness .
he plopped the outfit in front of you , laid out as he kept asking him why was it so short while putting on the tight , mini dress . did he answer you ? obviously not . all he did was shrug and chuckle , taking a selfie with you before scurrying off downstairs , leaving you in the dressing room .
you finished putting on the outfit and he opened back the door , all dropped out in designer he smirked . " turn fa' me . " he asked , expecting you to do a 360ยฐ . but you just shyly stood there , blushing from this dress fit you . " you know damn well ion like when you play dat shy bs , turn yo ass 'round fa' ya daddy , birthday bitch . "
you sighed and gave him a quick turn , he didn't even ask you to redo the turn because hey , at least you gave him a spin . " you look mad fine , ma . see how good it feels to not be in pajamas ? "
he asked , smirking he flipped her hair for her . his prada shades covering his eye but his gaze was focused on her , clearly . he took off one of the chains on his neck , his 'NBA' one specifically , and put it on your neck . you could feel the coldness of the chain , but what you didn't realize was he knew you had nothing underneath .