Behind The Scenes

May

"Baby, get up!" Shamaar planted kisses down Mahayma's cheek. Mahayma giggled playfully. "What do you want?" She stuck out her tongue. "I want you." Shamaar kissed Mahayma's neck and trailed kisses down her neck. "Nah,baby, I'm just playing." Shamaar chuckled as he stood up.

"You play too much!" Mahayma sat up and crossed her arms. "Don't be mad baby, I needed your attention." Shamaar took Mahayma's hand. "For? What's the time?" Mahayma looked around the hospital room and saw that everybody was awake, apart from Samara, Deme and Tyrell. "Ten am." Dee smiled but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
"Time for us to go." Shamaar pulled Mahayma up. "What, no! Go where? I don't want to leave Dee!" Mahayma whined. "I was the one who set it up!" Dee laughed. "You've been by my side since we was four, I want you to go have fun and not worry about me." Dee grinned. "But-" Mahayma protested.

"Out before I throw your ass out!" Dee laughed as Mahayma dragged her feet out. "Bye Shamaar!" Dee waved at Shamaar who waved back.

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"Shamaar, where are we going?" Mahayma looked out of the window of Shamaar's Skoda coupe SUV. "Well first, home, you need to get changed and so do I." Shamaar smirked and turned up the music.

"Grinder on her nightstand, stinker on her right hand.
Lighter on her pillow, she like cigarillos.
She can read the meter on the scale-"

"What was the point in turning it up if you was going to turn it off?" Mahayma snarled, Shamaar shrugged and stepped out of the car. "Put on something nice, we're going out right after." Shamaar stood up tall, making his six foot frame look even taller next to Mahayma's petite frame. She hooked her arms around his neck and kissed his lips. "Okay." Mahayma let go and ran up the stairs.

Twenty minutes later, Mahayma came downstairs in a grey bandeau, , panel midi dress that clung to all her curves, her hair was left in tight curls, her eye make up smoky, a mix of dark blue, black and a glittery silver. "Damn!" Shamaar's double take gave him whiplash. "My baby gets prettier every day." Shamaar looked at her and bit his lip, causing her to hide behind her hair.

Mahayma's eyes swept over Shamaar's outfit. He wore a grey polo shirt and grey,black and white air Jordon 3 retro's but the thing that caught Mahayma's eye was the big bulge in the front of his black jeans.

Mahayma knew she was caught staring when Shamaar chuckled. "It's rude to stare. Didn't your mum tell you that if you want something you have to ask for it?" Shamaar's smirked. "Why would I ask for what's mine?" Mahayma smiled innocently before brushing her ass past him as she exited the house.

"So where are we going?" Mahayma asked again, pushing her bottom lip out. "We're going out to eat. I'll give you anything you want, all you have to do is ask. You are a queen so I'm going to treat you like royalty." Shamaar winked,Mahayma's heart warmed at how much he respected her.

Shamaar pulled up to a posh-looking buffet. Mahayma looked at her outfit and bit her lip in anxiousness. "You look beautiful." Shamaar gave her hand a promising squeeze as they entered the premises.

"Shamaar, give it!" Mahayma groaned as Shamaaar took her king prawn. "Nope. Open up,I'll feed it to you." Mahayma opened her mouth and allowed him to feed her. "May?" Shamaar said. "Mm?" Mahayma asked chewing her food. "I love you. I love you a lot and I umm, I was thinking...." Shamaar picked up his water and took a sip. "What was you thinking?" Mahayma's face lit up in amusement.

"Well the past year has been so hectic and if you think about it, most of it had nothing to do with us and May I want a family with you but I don't want to raise them in an environment where they will be scared to even walk." Shamaar took another one of Mahayma's prawns. "What are you trying to say?" Mahayma raised an eyebrow and bit in to a chicken wing .

"Let's move away, just the two of us, let's go and settle down." Shamaar's words caused Mahayma to choke on her food. "What?" Mahayma looked around in disbelief. "What I'm trying to say is, we could have a nice quiet life, raise a family-" "Cut to the chase." Mahayma snapped.

"Mahayma, let's run away."