Just the Two of Us

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Hey y'all. I'm sorry for the long time between updates. Work has been stressful, so finding the time to write has been tough. I was planning on this chapter being longer, but I wanted to give y'all something. Also I wrote most of this before Chris got Sexiest Man Alive. 🕯️manifest🕯️

"Text me when before you put your phone on airplane mode!"
Saying my see you laters to my girls and my brother sucked more than I thought it would. Being roommates for two weeks was fun.... Once Kel, Chris, and I had our sit down.

"I will!"
"Zeke you always forget,"
"You ever try to fit a 6'5" body in a economy seat? I want to sleep after,"
"I'll pay to upgrade you to first class next time, bud,"
"Thank you, Sugar Daddy!"
"Okay, time to go,"

I said all my I love yous before heading back into the house with Chris.
"Just the two of us. We can make it if we try. Just the two of us. Just the two of us. Building castles in the sky. Just the two of us. You and I," Chris sang wrapping his arms around me from behind. He's been so gentle with me. I'm going to have to beg him to wrestle with me once I'm fully healed.
"We still have these to wild ones," I pointed to the dogs who were play fighting.
"Just the two of us humans," he kissed my head.
"I'm going to clean all the guest room sheets. Can you get the chicken thighs out the freezer, please?"
"My ma wants us over for dinner. Chicken Parms,"
"Can we stop by the mall? I want to get your ma a gift,"
"I don't feel like being in crowds, baby. We can stop at this consignment boutique she likes. You also need to pack,"
"Pack?"
"Yeah, for a weekend," I put my hand on my hip.
"Where?"
"Somewhere,"
"Boy, I can't pack appropriately if you don't tell me where we going,"
"I'll just pack for you. You just pack the dogs toys," he smacked my ass before going upstairs.
"Boy, get back here!" I followed him.
"What? I can put together what two outfits. Two pajamas. All the Savage X. Rihanna needs to make you an ambassador,"
"I heard she coming out with a mens line. Love to see you in a jock strap," I grabbed his ass as we walked into bedroom.
"Now where we going?"
"A weekend getaway before you go back to work. Where that Victoria's Secret Weekender bag all women are required to have,"
"We don't do VS over here," I grabbed my all black Versace weekender.
"Pack regular panties please," I threw the bag at him.

Boudicca followed me around as I straightened the house. She's been playing with Dodger since she got her cone taken off. But she all up on me today.
"You want to play pretty girl?" She rolled on her back.
"Oh, you want belly rubs," I got down and rubbed her belly.
"You're so silly. Silly giiirrrrl," Dodger came over.
"Where your fine ass daddy taking us? Fiji?" I rubbed his head.
"Bag. Packed," Chris said dropping my bag at the front door.
"That was too quick,"
"I didn't pack your bathroom things. I'll let you figure out that equation," he joined me on the floor.
"I did pack our furry pink bag," he kissed my cheek. I like he said our.
"Mm, we ain't put that to use in a minute," I kissed him softly.
Dodger interrupted.
"No cock blocking, Bubba,"
"Boy! I'm going to get ready to go see your ma," I got up.
"Put the sheets in the drier please,"
"Got it," he slapped my ass.
"I got my booty back quick, huh?"
"It never left," he bit his lip.

This man gives me butterflies all over.

I showered with my formerly retired long shower cap. One thing I won't be switching out is the shower head attachment. The bruises on my ribs are turning bluish yellow. My compression sleeve isn't needed anymore but I still wear it. I'm afraid the bruises may spark more questions from Chris about my childhood.
I can't lie seeing Chris and Zeke go off by themselves gets me paranoid. But Chris hasn't been giving me his sad eyes so I think I'm good.

I packed my skincare and make up as I put it on. I put on a light pink blouse and my stretchy jean shorts.
I wore a lace pink bralette and panties since Lisa is a cool mom. When I came downstairs Chris was sleep on the couch with Dodger.

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