From A Dream To Reality (Sequel)

Uncontrollable Thoughts

Chapter 4

Uncontrollable Thoughts

*Happy Thanksgiving! Present from me. I lo♥e you ladies and I am EXTREMELY thankful for YOU♥*

                You turned around and watched as Daniel headed to the bedroom. Nothing satisfied you more than seeing your man return home after last nights explosion. "I'm gonna whip him up something real quick." That make-up sex was crazy. Every single time you got done, you had an urge to do something for him. Anything. Since he had a rough night and still managed to please you sexually, why not make him a quick breakfast?! Something about getting dicked down; it changed your mood instantaneously. As you searched the cabinets and started the stove, you couldn't ignore the scratches you heard against the patio door. You turned your head and saw your baby leaning against the door, *bark-bark*. "Fine fine, I'm coming!" You placed your spatula down and let him in. "Good job baby!" He finished his food and all of it. You couldn't stop laughing as he bounced around you. *Bark-Bark* "Nah uh baby! Mommy can't pick you up. Go to Daniel!" He whimpered a bit, then went along. You smiled, then continued to make breakfast---waffles. As you made his food, your mind started back up. "Here we go, again!" Thoughts of doubt continued to poke at you. *Would Daniel remain faithful? What if Camille was after him?! Of course she is!!!!* "UGH!!! I CAN'T TAKE THESE STUPID THOUGHTS!" You hit the bottom of the spatula against your head lol... You wondered why you simply couldn't just trust him... Thats all he wanted. I mean you did trust him, just not that skimpy... skank whore... yet attractive and beautiful... son of a....UGH, Camille! Why'd the bitch have to be so beautiful?! The waffle you started damn near burned from you drifting into scenarios of her and Daniel cheating together. "Fuck! I'll just just start another one." You continued over thinking the situation while attempting to not burn his food!

                The plates occupied your hands as you headed to the bedroom. What you stumbled upon was so cute; Daniel and Champ were playing together. You shut the door with your foot and approached them. He looked so sexy without his shirt on; he sported his Billionaire Boys Club sweatpants. The steam peering out from the bathroom signaled that he was fresh out the shower. "Here Babe." He turned around and smiled. "Yes please!" "Hahaha." You sat your plates on the night stand. "Smells good," he turned to Champ and pointed, "Go lay down. Don't get up either." He always obeyed Daniel, always. He quickly hopped off the bed and didn't flench after he laid in his bed. "Lemme wash these hands." You sat in the center of the bed; Champ watched you. You strategically listened for the faucet to turn on so that you knew Daniel wouldn't be looking! After another glance, you snapped a piece of bacon in half. "HERE!" You threw a small piece of bacon at him. It bounced off the patio door and right onto his bed. "SHH!!! Damn, my aim is horrible." Haha, you weren't supposed to but why not?! Champ was spoiled than a bitch... Haha. Daniel walked over, then leaned before you. "Thank you [Yn], *pecks your lips*." "You're welcome." He kissed you again, then sat next to you. "Waffles? Tryna get me fat girl?! Sheesh..." You watched him eat... You got so much pleasure out of that, simply. He noticed and got a bit freaked out lol. Raising his eyebrow he asked, "You gone just sit there?" You shook your head, "Sorry," you blushed, then grabbed your plate. *Bark-Bark* "No Champ, you can't have any!" He whined, "I don't wanna hear it! Hush it up!" "Babe, give him some." "No... He has his own food. If we start giving him ours, he'll want nothing to do with his dog food. Nah uh." He had a point though... The two of you ate together for the next half-hour. Daniel noticed your eyes roaming between him and the clock. "Don't worry, you'll make it. Its barely 9:00 mama." "I guess you're right," you sat your plate down." Soon after he did the same thing. "That was just what I needed [Yn]." "Of course," you gently stroked his face. The look you gave him, it was as though you wanted to say something. "What is it baby?" You tugged, softly, on his chin hair. *Buuuuuzzzzzz* "Hold on." He answered his phone, "Hey Spin... Yeah just had breakfast... Haha. Yeah...... We good," you innocently sat there, caressing his face. You wanted to get something off your chest but didn't wanna spark another argument with him. Besides, you just made up, "Yeah. After I get some sleep, I'm gonna meet up with Camille and then I'll head to your way. Alright. See you later bro." Hearing that name... It made your stomach queasy. After he hung up, he placed his iPhone on the night stand. He wanted to know what you were thinking. "Tell me..." Your eyes were fixated on the window. "Look at me. Now tell me." "I don't wanna fight anymore Daniel." "It know what you're upset about. I just want you to trust me, can you do that for me [Yn]?" "Its not you, its her." He nodded, then sighed, "Babe I don't want this on your mind while you're on your stuff today with Prescott. Have some peace of mind [Yn]." You laid on your back and gazed at the ceiling fan. The spinning motion had you in some sort of trance. Daniel sat up, then placed his body on top of yours. His face replaced the view of the fan. "[Yn]..." You closed your eyes, kinda sleepy still. His lips left a trail on your neck. "Daniel... I'm gonna be honest with you because I know you value that from me... Please stop. Haha. Stop kissing my neck! I can't focus when you do that," he obeyed you, staring you right into your eyes, "I don't like her. But I want you to know that I will make an effort to tolerate her." "Hahaha... You are something else *pecks your lips*." "I mean, you know there are so many other stylists in NYC." "Mhm," he began stroking your legs, "So many other fine ones, just like her huh?" Your face became sour. "Yeah. Ahuh... I said it. She's fine. Matter of fact, gorgeous at that." You rolled your eyes, "Where are you going with this?" "You'd be okay with me having someone not as attractive as Camille assist me?" "Yep." He laughed so hard that he had to wipe his eyes. "Baby look, when I decide who gets added to my team, it's not because of their looks. I search for the talent within. You gonna just have to accept the fact that she's about her shit. You should see her work. Camille getting hired has nothing to do with her looks. She so happened to beautiful. Although I'll admit, she is easy on the eyes. But [Yn], she's Camille though. Not my wifey. Don't get it misunderstood." "Okay." He bit his lip, "Okay what?" "Nothing." He looked you up and down, "I like that face you make when you get mad." "Shut up," you shoved his face. "Why now?" "What you mean?" "Why after two years of being together, you feel this way all of a sudden? I've introduced you to so many other girls. Whether at a club, a meeting or an event?" "I mean, this isn't the first time. Obviously. Its just that, this is the first time someone has worked this close with you. Thats why." He nodded, "I see but still what is it about her? Is is the fact that she's a stylist as well? Like I said, I can't control how you feel. All I can do is prove through my actions that she poses no threat to us. Besides, she's not the first and certainly not the last. I'm just saying, I honestly have learned by now at 20 that its not always about looks." He noticed you drifted away into deep thought. His kiss on your lips made you jump a bit. "Sorry. About everything. I see your point Daniel. Just being a typical female." "I understand. There's nothing to worry about." He pulled your body under his, then rested his head in between his chest. "Can we just cuddle? Stay home with me [Yn]." "HA! So Prescott can chew my ass out whenever I see her?" His laughing tickled your chest. "I'll just fall asleep right on these titties," he kissed them both. You rolled your eyes and sighed, "I still gotta shower and get dressed." "What exactly are you going to be doing today?" "Prescott asked me a few weeks ago if I could 'accompany' her in styling one of her clients for an award ceremony tonight. At times, she'll select someone from class to help her on her duties." "I see, so today's a pretty big deal for you huh?" "Yes!" "Like I said, we're good *kisses your lips* so there's no reason our issues should be on your mind. And your parents are gonna be fine. Don't go there with your head cluttered babe." "I'll try Daniel." He sat up on his wrist, staring at you. "What?" He bit his lip, "Nothing." His side-eye was so seductive. You watched as he laid next to you, "Go ahead, go get ready since you don't wanna cuddle with me." "Hush." His hand squeezed your ass. "You are too much..." You stood infront your vanity, searching for fresh panties. You could feel his eyes on you. "Boy what?" "I can't look at you?" You turned your neck and licked your lips. "Hahaha, don't make me come in there." He watched you step into the restroom preparing for your shower.