"Oh unh unh James! Get that camera out of my face." I yelled as I threw the alarm clock off of our dresser & towards where he was standing. This nigga had been videotaping my every move this morning & I wasn't wit it. He caught it and fumbled the expensive camera, sighing in relief that it hadn't hit the ground. "Damn woman, with that arm you got, you should be playing football or something." He grunted putting the cap over the glass lens. "Are you saying I throw like a man?" I asked squinting my eyes at him, daring him to elaborate on his statement. He threw his hands up and sat on the bed, shaking his head. " I didn't say nothing like that, why you always tryna start with me?"
My makeup isn't even done! You tryna have me out here looking crazy?" I asked attempting to cover up the camcorder lense with my hands.
"I'm just tryna show the world you my girl but aight it's cool. If you don't wanna be in the video, I'll just get Tasha to do it. Ain't no big thang." He grinned as he lowered it and flip the hatch shut. He got up off the bed and starting slipping his shirt back on. "Oh no you won't either!" I replied grabbing him by the back of his shirt-neck. "Look don't be gripping me up like i'm yah kid aight? You can catch hands just like anybody else." He warned as I rolled my eyes. I mushed him in the head real quick, giggling as he threw a pillow at my retreating back.
I darted out of the way sticking my tounge out at him. He barreled towards me enveloping me in his muscular arms, planting a quick kiss on my neck. He moved past me and went to sit on the bed, Martin playing in the background.
"Look, I'm sorry babe, it's just that you know I can't stand that girl. She's putting a serious strain on our relationship. Just know, if she ever makes a move on you, you better tell me, I'll kill you and her." I replied crossing my arms over my chest as I started applying my moisterizer to my face. James was paying me no mind, obliviously snacking on the lays sour cream and onion chips on the beside table. My chips. He was such a child. "James..." "James!" I yelled as he flinched finally tearing his eyes away from the tv. "My bad Bae. Look, chill out. Tasha's harmless, I'm not worried about that girl. He replied as he smushed up his lips playfully, planting a kiss on mine. "And why you always threatening to kill my ass? You know I love you more than any of these yamps out here." James laughed as he watched me get ready. " I know she's your assistant and all, but she's sneaky. I know she wants you James. You're too nice, you don't see it." I replied as I sponged on my foundation.
"The girl is doing her job, plus you're the only one I've got eyes for. I tell you that all the time."
"Yeah, doing her job a little too well!" I replied. " I see the way she looks at you when she think nobody's watching."
"Heffa."I muttered as I pulled my long black hair up into a high ponytail securing it with a white scrunchie. I quickly gelled down my edges & focused on swooping my baby hairs with my toothbrush until I caught James eyes in the mirror. He walked up behind me slowly wrapping his strong arms around my waist and we just stared at each others reflections in the mirror for what seemed like hours. "You're the only girl for me."
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