He just chuckled.
“On top of that, you’re not going to always be around.”
“Then you feen for me until I get there. Why you sitting so far away?”
“I don’t like the smell of smoke. My mother used to chain smoke and I just, I can’t deal with it.”
He took one last puff of his cigar and put it out.
“Come over here.” He patted on his lap for me to sit.
I went over, sat between his legs and laid back on him.
“Can I have my morning kiss?”
“It’s almost afternoon.”
He gave me a look.
I let out an over dramatic sigh and reached up and kissed his cheek.
“Really?” He looked at me.
“You just got done smoking a cigar. I don’t want that taste in my mouth.”
“Don’t play with me Amber.”
I rolled my eyes and gave him a real kiss. I hated the smoke after taste. And he purposely kissed me for a long time not letting my lips go, so I could taste it.
He smirked as we pulled away.
“You wrong for that.” I rolled my eyes.
“What we doing today?” He grinned.
“Going to the top of Eiffel tower, that’s tonight though. A couple of museums. And it’s this street where all the artist be, I want to have our picture drawn.”
“When the boat ride?”
“That’s tomorrow night.”
He clicked on his camera and held it up where both of us were showing.
“Niggas in Paris. Can see the Eiffel Tower from here.” He turned the camera to the Eiffel tower.
He turned it back toward him. “Food nasty as shit. Amber got me eating horsemeat.” He turned the camera toward me.
“He loved it.”
He turned the camera to his face, “I made her ass walk to KFC like Diddy did them on Making the Band.”
“He’s exaggerating. We went together.”
He shook his head, “I made her walk.”
“Whatever.”
“Tonight I’m getting some cuddy. Ain’t that right Amb?”
“No.”
He laughed. “Ey Kay, Chay, and Noonie. Miss y’all. Tell em’ hey Amb.”
“Hey girls. We’re going to bring you something back”
“Stacy we miss your thot ass too. Thanks for dropping us off at the airport.”
“Ignore him Stacy. We gon get you something to girl.”
“Peace y’all.” He held up two fingers.
He cut off the video, and nibbled on my neck.
“Stop.” I pushed him off.
He took a letter out his pocket.
“What’s that?”
“You love me?” He had a worried look on his face.
“Of course. What’s wrong?”
Chapter 29
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