"Woah, slow down. What?" I heard him say and I furrowed my eyebrows, looking up.
"Ma.." He trailed off and I already knew it was his mother.
"That has nothing to do with you." He said and I sat up because I could hear him getting angry.
"What's wr...
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Morning
Olive Laying in the comfy hotel's bed, Sage cuddled into me, placing small kisses onto my neck.
"How do you feel, babygirl?"
"Sore." I admitted, scrunching my face up.
He chuckled as he pulled me to him, letting me lay on his chest while he slowly rubbed a hand down my back.
"I apologize."
"No more." I told him, feeling every bone in my body aching.
"One more." He grabbed my waist as I giggled, pushing his hand away.
Listening to the morning birds through the window, I inhaled then exhaled deeply enjoying this very moment. I looked up at him while he looked down at me. I rubbed my hand down his cheek, placing a soft kiss onto his lips.
"What's wrong?" He asked and I shook my head.
"Nothing, babe."
"Do you want breakfast?" I asked softly, before he could ask any more questions.
"We could have a breakfast date at that place we like downtown." I added.
"I do and I would love that but I don't have the time baby. I have studio in an hour." He said, looking over at the table clock.
I sighed, running a finger down the center of his chest, drawing invisible circles.
"What time will you be done?"
"8."
"8am to 8pm, Sage?"
"I'll try my best to get done sooner, babygirl." He kissed my cheek.
"But this is my last day off until next week." I pouted.
"And this is my last week to finish the album." He retorted, making me roll my eyes and huff.
"Don't do me like that." He said as I sat up to look down at him.
"What am I doing?"
"Making that face." He pointed out as I began to do it again.
He chuckled, shaking his head before pulling me back to him.
"I'll come to your house as soon I leave the studio." He assured and I nodded.
"Promise?"
"I promise, little girl." He spoke while I smiled, climbing on top of him to straddle him.
"Better get down from there." He looked up at me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Or what?" I tested.
Shifting, he placed himself at my entrance.
I smiled, placing a soft peck onto his lips while he moved my hair out of my face.
