He's not only my boss**' : 2014 ✔️|

Chapter Fourty Nine: Dad Accepts Relationship? **'

Chapter Fourty Nine: Dad Accepts Relationship? **'

- The Same Day

-Beyoncé

                 I opened my door very fast and jumped unto the bed groaning as loud as I could. Carter closed the door and laid next to me on the bed.

"Sunshine . . ." he whispered.

I buried my face into the pillow without answering him and started to bawl my eyes out.  "Sugar Foot . . ." he called.

"Babe . . ." he was now hissing. I took my face off of the pillow and looked at him. I know for a fact that my mascara was torture to my eyes now. He smiled at me and wrapped his arms around me. "You know nothing can tear us a part so don't cry. I'm not going anywhere."  he whispered to me. I laid my head on him and he pecked my lips.

I sighed. "Carter it's not that. My dad doesn't approve this relationship and we have to keep it on the low. Sharon wants you back and I can't even have you to myself the way I want.." I whispered while yelling. He shook his head. "I'm yours. You have me."

I sighed. "Carter, let's look at the reality here. Honestly, I think my dad is right. I mean, "We can't even have a normal relationship. I'm here tugging you to the wheel and I feel like I might let go on accident." I said. He sighed. "Even if you let me go on accident I'm still going to be here. I can't just let you go Beyoncé. You've shown me what love is."

I shook my head. "Carter what if this relationship gets serious.."

"What you mean?" he asked wiping my tears away. "Marriage. We won't even be able to get married legally." I whispered. He did a soft chuckle. "Baby, you're not going to work at the office forever." he said.

"I know I'm not. But, I will be if this ever gets serious." I told him. He shook his head. "No, You'll be a singer by then."

I rolled my eyes and got off of him laying on the bed. "Yeah that's going to happen." I sarcastically said. He sighed. "Why don't you want to be a singer? What's the real reason?" he asked laying behind me on his back.

"You want the real reason?" I softly whispered moving to lay on my side. "Yes, that's why I asked."

"I'm scared." I said. He sucked his teeth. "Scared of what? Blowing up the charts?"

I chuckled and rolled my eyes. "No. I'm scared of rumors, paparazzi, everyone knowing me. For all we know if I start I might have a stalker."

He chuckled. "You already have one babe.." he whispered. "And whose that?"

"Me."

I rolled my eyes and chuckled. "But honestly, give it a shot." he said. I looked at him. "And if I do?" I asked. He placed his index finger on my bottom lip. "I'd be very happy."

I chuckled and licked my lips secretly begging for him to kiss me and he did. We stayed there just kissing or a few. No hard rough kiss. A long passionate soft one. My fingers slowly drifted up his neck towards his head while his hands made a nice tight grasp around my waist. I patted my acrylic nails behind his ear and that's when he licked my bottom lip asking to enter and I gave him permission. He brought me closer.

I slowly slid my leg unto his and wrapped it around while his hands traveled up and down my back. He released the kiss and I slid my lips towards his ears taking the very top of it with my teeth and pressed my tip of my tongue unto it sliding down to his neck. While I was kissing his neck he took advantage of passing his bare hands up and down my body very carefully but very sexy.