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After Jayce and I spent the day with his sister and nephew, they returned to the hotel as their flight would be tommorow.
It was a good lil outing, we went to a nice restaurant before just chillin at the park so Cameron could play. It was nice for Jayce and Danni to catch up, and Cameron reminded me so much of my cousins son, I loved being with him.
Me and Jayce returned home where we began getting ready for the concert I'd saved for tonight.
"Shorty I'm not understanding why we still can't fuck, I already got my surprise, ain't nobody here to interrupt—I'm finna lose my mind." Jayceon whined.
"Jayce, I still have another surprise, I told you. You need to be getting dressed and not trying to fuck me." I groaned.
"I can multitask." He shot back.
"Jayceon I swear to god it you don't start getting ready we're not having sex for the rest of the year." I told him.
"stop cappin , you know you can't go a year without dick." He shrugged.
"Well I never said I'd stop having sex, I said WE would stop having sex, as in me and you together." I teased.
He smacked his lips before he responded, "stop playin wit me 'for I fuck you up."
"Boy get dressed!" I told him again.
Finally, he began doing so, which didn't take too long.
He was already fine as hell, he could wear a regular T shirt and jeans and still look amazing.
By the time we'd both finished, we were about ten minutes behind the mental schedule I had, which honestly sent my anxiety into orbit but I hid it well.
As I drove Jayce slouched comfortably in the passenger seat, his left hand running gentle circles on my thigh.
It didn't take us too long to get to the arena thankfully, and after parking we were actually able to get back on schedule.
We walked hand in hand, and I prayed tonight Jayceon would be able to ignore any slick comments or looks we'd get for being a gay couple at this rap concert.
"I think I know what the surprise is." He spoke randomly.
I traced his gaze to see he was staring at the big L.E.D screen with Kendrick Lamar up there.
I laughed and responded, "wow really, what do you think it is?"
He rolled his eyes at me before placing a quick kiss on my forehead, "I love you, thank you shorty."
"I love you too, I'm sorry the seats ain't that good, I did what I could with what I h—"
"Nah it's perfect, imma be on the stage one day so it ain't nothing to stress over." He told me confidently, cutting me off.
