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"I got it," Jayce spoke, lifting the last bag and putting it into the trunk.
I nodded and made my way to the driver seat, waiting for him to put the cart away.
When he returned he immediately rubbed his hands together and blew into them to warm himself up.
"It's bout brick as shit," he spoke, turning the heat on in the car.
"how was work?" He then questioned, placing a kiss on my cheek, before leaning the seat back allowing him to spread his legs comfortably.
"Same ole, same ole," I shrugged, "I still hate it with a passion so there's that."
He chuckled at my statement huskily before speaking, "I want chu' to listen to sum."
I then watched as he connected his phone to the radio via Bluetooth.
"Gimme yo honest opinion too, if this shit trash just lemme know."
I stayed silent causing him to speak up, "baby."
"Aight aight, Imma be honest." I caved
He nodded and pressed play on the sound.
I listened for a while as I drove, and couldn't help the smile that broke onto my face.
"Jayce this is mad good." I told him when the song went off.
"Deadass or you jus sayin nat'," he asked honestly, smirking.
" I'm bein' honest, I think this is my favorite so far, it makes you wanna dance, like shake ass or swing dick type dance." I chuckled.
"oh word? So if I play this inna house you gon shake ass for me?" He asked.
"ion know maybe," I laughed, teasing him.
He licked his lips and nodded before speaking, "bet."
When we made it home we both carried in the groceries, the worst part about making them, well right after putting them up at least.
"Jayceon!" I groaned out loud.
"What, what?" He asked, walking in with the last bag.
"You know part of laundry is folding them up right..." I told him, my face flat.
"My bad baby, I forgot." He spoke, scratching the nape of his neck nervously as he choked out an obvious lie.
I know he was just saying it cause he didn't want to do. Niggas thought they were so smart, I swear.
"you can't fold them?" He asked, causing me to look up at him like he'd grown two heads.
Big tall ass goofy ass nigga.
"Jayceon..." I spoke again, releasing a frustrated breath afterward.
