Adrienne
Early morning, I carefully rolled out of Kyrie's arms and tiptoed to the bathroom. I quickly peed and made my way over to the sink, to wash my hands. As I ran my hands under the warm water, I observed myself in the mirror and took notice that I was grinning the whole time. The memories of last night ran through my mind and I couldn't help but to gush at how good Kyrie's lips felt on my skin.
Have mercy
I cut the faucet off and dried off my hands on the available towel rack. I then went on to throw my braids into a large bun, placed on the top of my head. Immediately I had the urge to brush my teeth and I was thankful for the sphere toothbrush that was lying right in front of me. Without wasting time, I grabbed it along with the toothpaste and began to brush my teeth.
After taking care of that, I started to contemplate between taking a shower now or waiting until after breakfast. I figured since I was in the bathroom now, I might as well go ahead and take one.
My shower only consisted of twenty minutes, and after drying off and moisturizing my skin; I downed a Olive oversized short sleeve Chillax tee that was finished off with a pair of nude Kaya lace up thigh- high Gladiator summer boots. I applied lip gloss onto my lips and turned around to head back into the bedroom.
Pushing the door open, I smiled at the sight in front of me. Kyrie was sound asleep, one arm placed over his chest and the other in the waistband of his boxers. Why did he have to be so cute? Trying to be as quiet as I could be, I searched around for my phone. In all honesty I couldn't remember exactly where I had placed it and I needed to have it in my hands.
"Damn" I cursed to myself growing frustrated. I took to looking under the bed, and even in my luggage as well. The sound of someone clearing their throat caused me to bring my head back up and see Kyrie stirring around the bed like a small child with his eyes closed tightly, and mouth slightly open. How the hell is he still sleeping with all the noise I'm making?
For the moment I completely forgot about my phone and just admired how cute he looked. Damn, this all mine too. I watched as his eyes slowly flicked open.
"I think I'm dreaming" he yawned with a stretch, before sitting up against the headboard.
I shook my head, chuckling. "Trust me baby boy you aren't dreaming, but good morning"
He ran his hand over his chin, playing with his facial hair. "Morning and you look nice"
I smiled, "Thank you, and do you know where I kept my phone last night?"
A mischievous smirk plastered on his face as I mentioned 'last night', but I was totally concerned for my iPhone at the moment.
"I don't think I saw you with your phone yesterday" he rose up from the bed and made his way into the bathroom. I groaned, picking up a pillow and throwing it at the floor. "Where the hell is my phone!"
Never do I ever want to go without my phone, and the fact I couldn't find it was not a good thing at all. Like I can only imagine how many notifications and missed alerts I have right now.
I heard the shower in the bathroom cut on, letting me know that Kyrie was now taking a shower. A knock soon came from the living room door and I headed out to go answer it. What went from one knock soon turned to a rhythmic beating.
"Damn, I'm coming" I hollered, twisting the doorknob and being greeted by Zizi, Josh, and Tyler. "Break the damn door, why don't you"
"Sorry Adge, but wassup" Josh spoke first. I stepped aside for the three of them to enter, and also giving my best friend a hug in the process.
"So why are you guys up so early? Isn't it like ten o'clock?" I took a seat on the hand of the couch.
"Actually it's one in the afternoon" Zizi corrected me, pulling something out the back of her pocket. "and you need to be more careful with this. It was left on the ground dude"
My heart nearly fell out my chest when she held up the gold iPhone 6 plus. I nearly jumped out of my seat and snatched it out of her hand, "This is why I love you. I've been looking everywhere for this"
"I figured, cause I called you twice" she playfully rolled her eyes. "I'll charge it if I was you"
"Thank you Zizi" I smiled, hopping up and making my way back into the bedroom. Carelessly I didn't pack my charger but thankfully Kyrie had an iPhone as well, so I'll just use his.
I walked over to where his phone was charging and clicked the home button just to make sure it was fully charged, before I remove it from the plug. Once I seen the full battery, I carefully removed his phone from the plug and replaced it with mine. Shortly after I heard the bathroom door open and out walked Kyrie wearing a towel around his waist, while beads of water dripped from his face and glistened over his skin. Well damn.
I cocked my head to the side observing the beautiful man that stood before me. "Why don't you take a picture? It'll last longer" he chuckled, snapping me back into reality. I couldn't help but playfully roll my eyes, watching as he grabbed the bottle of Cocoa butter off the nightstand, and started rubbing down his legs.
"I would, but I don't wanna crack my phone"
A loud cackle released from his mouth. "Woah! That was funny"
"Mhmm anyways, what are you wearing today?" I looked over at the pile of clothes that were placed on the chair. "Hopefully nothing too extra"
He shrugged his shoulders, applying some Old Spice deodorant underneath his arm pits. "Either way, anything I wear is cute"
I chuckled darkly and got up, walking over to his unorganized clothing rack. Being the person I was, I decided to help keep the mess looking a little decent. In the process I started picking out small pieces of clothing that I figured would look nice on him.
"How about this shirt?" I held up an Olive v-neck pocket shirt. He eyed it for a minute, before accepting it and slipping it on. I spotted a pair of light wash distressed Levi's vintage shorts and handed those as well to him. For footwear we went with a pair of legion blue R98 Puma Select sneakers.
Once he was fully dressed, I smiled at my work. "If I didn't act or sing, I would definitely consider being a fashion stylist"
"This is good enough for the yacht party?" he asked, looking in the full body mirror.
"Yacht party? When?" I plopped down on the bed.
"Around six" he replied, placing on the Rolex watch I got him for his birthday. "Just a little something I threw together"
"Do they know?" my head went in the direction of the door, referring to the friends that were in the living room. "And who exactly is gonna be there?"
"Adge, you seriously ask too much questions" he chuckled, leaning down to peck my lips. "Just chill babe"
Though I wanted to say something but just decided to keep my mouth shut. I had no problem with attending this 'yacht party', but something was telling me that I should expect the unexpected. Hopefully it was just a false feeling and I could just go and have a good time, because nobody has time for the nonsense.
