(COMPLETED)Ryan, a stunning woman, seems to have it all-a loving home, a fulfilling career, and a supportive family. Despite the perfect image of her marriage, recent struggles have left her feeling down. During a girls' night out, she reunites with...
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The next morning we were laid up in the bed, when my phone started buzzin' tellin' me I had a text message. It was from Karruche.
Karruche: "Quincy, can you please come to the hospital? I don't know where you are or what you're doing, but I need help with him, I'm tired."
"Be there soon."
I slid my phone back into my pocket and just stared at Ryan as she slept. I examined her face and thank goodness she didn't have any evidence of the assault on her body. She's the most beautiful girl in this whole world, inside and out, so it blows my mind why anyone would mess with her like that.
I was really taking in the essence of her beauty. Her smooth chocolate skin, her natural full pouty lips, them perfectly arched eyebrows, them high cheekbones, and that perfectly proportioned nose. My girl's flawless, and I swear, she's heaven-sent for me to lock down. I messed up letting her slip away, but now I'm gonna make things right and put a ring on it.
Truth be told, I ain't wanna let her outta my sight, so Karruche was gonna have to wait for a bit. Just as I was about to knock out, her eyes popped open and locked with mine.
"Good morning beautiful." I said stroking her hair.
"Good morning, handsome." she said, laying a kiss on me.
"Mmm, that was a nice juicy one," I said, giving her ass a light smack. She just laughed and stayed cuddled up.
How you feelin'?" I asked, running my fingers through her hair.
"I'm cool."
"Babe, I walked in here and saw that nigga attacking you. So, I'm askin' again, how you feelin'?"
She sat up in bed, took a deep breath, and spilled, "Quincy, I'm scared. That's why I didn't want no damn restraining order, 'cause I knew it wouldn't stop him."
I sat up too, facing her, "How'd he even get in?"
"I never changed the fuckin' locks. I got new furniture and everything, but forgot to change the locks. How stupid am I?"
"You ain't dumb for that. But trust, you ain't never gotta worry 'bout him. "Oh, and I'm lovin' what you did with this place, especially this bedroom. I can't wait to fuck you in this new bed and break it in." I said getting on top of her and making out.
I pulled back from our kiss, but she pulled me back down, "No, keep going. I wanna break the bed in right now."
Still hovered over, between her legs, I said, "As much as I wanna, you gotta shower and get dressed. I'm cookin' some brunch for you and your girls. After last night, you need 'em."
