Happy New Years Everyone!
Make this year and ever year after count
Remember, we can measure life in years but we can also measure it in smiles.
How many smiles have you lived?
**Oh && I added to Picture Perfect for those of you who haven't read it yet =)**
Monday, December 31, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Sneak Peak/ Spoiler!
Caution: If you want to be completely surprised on Saturday (When I plan on posting the full update), DO NOT READ!
“Call him now.” As soon as Nicki walked into her dorm from early volleyball practice, Amber was shoving the phone that Nicki had left into her hand.
“Fine.” Nicki sighed, dropping her gym bag on the floor and closing the door behind her. She took the phone from Amber’s hand and plopped on her bed as Amber got ready to leave and go to class. Nicki dialed his number as Amber blew her a kiss and left out. The taunting rings made Nicki nervous as she picked at the threads in her blanket her blanket.
“Hello?” The voice on the other end was not Drake. Nicki pulled the phone from her ear and did a double take. Maybe I’m hearing things. “Heeeeelloooooo?” No it was definitely a female voice.
“Uh...can I speak to Drake?” She spoke cautiously.
“He’s sleeping, who’s calling?” Nicki had to pick her jaw up from the floor before she could respond.
“His girlfriend Nicki.”
“Oh, hey Nicki. This is Porsha, I’m Drake’s friend. I’ll tell him you called.”
“Please do.”
“I will.” Pause. “Oh and Nicki? Be careful.” Click. Nicki snatched the phone away from her and looked it over making sure she dialed the right number. There’s about to be trouble, trouble.
(Drake.)
“Huh, wait what?”
“I’m pregnant.”
“You can’t.. it’s not possible.” He looked at the confused look on her face. “I mean it’s possible but I don’- how?”
“When a guy really likes a girl they-”
“Sarcasm is really not needed right now.” He glared at her and then sat on the edge of his bed burying his head into his hands. This can’t be happening , wait until Nicki finds out.
Sneak Peek!
Is your heart still mine?
I want to cry sometime
-Aaliyah (“I Miss You”)
(Nicki.)“Call him now.” As soon as Nicki walked into her dorm from early volleyball practice, Amber was shoving the phone that Nicki had left into her hand.
“Fine.” Nicki sighed, dropping her gym bag on the floor and closing the door behind her. She took the phone from Amber’s hand and plopped on her bed as Amber got ready to leave and go to class. Nicki dialed his number as Amber blew her a kiss and left out. The taunting rings made Nicki nervous as she picked at the threads in her blanket her blanket.
“Hello?” The voice on the other end was not Drake. Nicki pulled the phone from her ear and did a double take. Maybe I’m hearing things. “Heeeeelloooooo?” No it was definitely a female voice.
“Uh...can I speak to Drake?” She spoke cautiously.
“He’s sleeping, who’s calling?” Nicki had to pick her jaw up from the floor before she could respond.
“His girlfriend Nicki.”
“Oh, hey Nicki. This is Porsha, I’m Drake’s friend. I’ll tell him you called.”
“Please do.”
“I will.” Pause. “Oh and Nicki? Be careful.” Click. Nicki snatched the phone away from her and looked it over making sure she dialed the right number. There’s about to be trouble, trouble.
[A few parts of the story are omitted until Saturday]
(Drake.)
“Huh, wait what?”
“I’m pregnant.”
“You can’t.. it’s not possible.” He looked at the confused look on her face. “I mean it’s possible but I don’- how?”
“When a guy really likes a girl they-”
“Sarcasm is really not needed right now.” He glared at her and then sat on the edge of his bed burying his head into his hands. This can’t be happening , wait until Nicki finds out.
Monday, October 15, 2012
Unthinkable (2)
“Yeah I am!”
Nicki laughed, the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she thumbed through the clothes in her closet. Drake laughed skeptically at her. “Onika, be real with me. You’re probably laying down, watching TV or something.”
“Actually sir,” They both laughed at her suggestive tone. “I’m picking out my outfit right this moment.” She pulled a dress from between the rest and held it to her body.
“So what are you wearing?” There was a little shuffling on Drake’s side of the phone. Nicki moved to the mirror in her closet, as she held the dress over the towel, she cocked her head to the side examining it.
“What are you, a phone sex operator?” They shared a laugh before she cleared her throat. “I think I’m going to wear a little black dress.” She answered. “But as of what I’m wearing now? A towel.” She smirked.
“It’s all fun and games until somebody’s something gets hurt.”
“Wow, Drake, my something, how unlike a third grader you sound.” The knocking on the door seized Nicki’s laughter. “Hold on.” She placed her phone down on one of the shelves in the closet, then scurried out into the bedroom and opened the door to find Gina, one of the helpers in the house, standing expectantly.
“Mr. Prescott says he’s waiting on you, guest are starting to arrive.” She informed her looking at the towel wrapped around her body and the shower cap on her head.
“I’ll be down in a second.” Nicki answered. “Thank you.” She closed her door then jogged back to the closet to pick up her phone to hear the sound of Drake in pain. “What happened to you?” She whispered.
“I just choked myself with this tie.” He answered, making Nicki roll her eyes. No matter how many times she tried to explain to Drake over the phone, in the 4 days they’d been communicating, that clip-ons were his best friend he still didn’t get it. “Why are you whispering?”
“I have a feeling someone’s listening.” She knew Gina was still at the door, more than likely with her ear pressed firmly to it at Elijah’s instructions. “See you later?”
“Hope so.” Nicki smiled broadly at his response. They said their goodbyes and immediately a heavy weight was dropped into Nicki’s stomach. Elijah and Drake were going to be in the same room with each other, not just any room but her home. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something was going to go wrong. She hoped not. Her infatuation with her and Drake’s relationship is what she’s been looking for in her relationship with Elijah but it never happens. Drake, unlike Elijah, listens to her,actually cares what she’s saying. Even when she knows she’s talking way too much, he waits until she’s finished and then gives his input.
They’d been sneaking to talk to each other on the phone whenever they could get the chance. The sneaking more on Nicki’s part. Nicki got dressed, let her hair down and placed on her jewelry before descending down the steps where a good number of people were mingling. Her foot didn’t touch the landing before Elijah had his arm wrapped firmly on her waist. “What took you so long?” He said through a smile, trying to make it appear to everyone that he was happy.
“Had trouble with my zipper.” Nicki talked through her pearly whites, only moving her lips slightly as she waved at the guest. Her breath got caught in her throat as Elijah squeezed her hip bone discreetly.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but this lying thing has got to stop.” She bit her bottom lip as his nails pressed deep into her skin. “I’d advise you to fix your attitude and be on your best behavior tonight.” He guided her into the center of the room where he began introducing her to his colleagues.
- - - -
Nicki was annoyed and ready to just go to sleep. It could be the fact that these 3 women are around her who she was told to entertain or the fact that Drake hadn’t arrived yet. What she had been dreading, she now wanted so badly. She discreetly checked her phone to see that they were an hour into the mixer. “I must say Tanya, I love the decor in this house.” One of the ladies said as she sipped on a wine glass.
“Thank you. I would love to see your house one day.” Nicki said, she knew if she started talking material things, the 3 ladies wouldn’t shut up about what they owned and what their husbands bought them, never giving her a chance to speak which is what she wanted. Just when she was losing hope she could hear Elijah greeting someone at the door, since everyone was here she figured it had to be Drake. “Excuse me ladies.” She maneuvered her way to the front door where one of the helpers were taking Drake’s jacket. Nicki smirked at Drake’s shirt being loose at the top, no tie in sight. He looked uninterested in whatever Elijah was saying.
Drake looked behind Elijah and caught Nicki’s eyes, he let his eyes roam over her dress and the back to her face, she was drop dead gorgeous. Elijah turned around to see why he wasn’t the center of attention anymore. “Oh, Aubrey you remember my wife Tanya.” Elijah motioned his hand in back of him, welcoming Nicki to his side. Again, his hand flew to Nicki’s waist.
“Yes, I remember.” Drake extended his hand. “Nice to see you again Tanya.” Nicki placed her hand into his, she wasn’t sure if he felt it but a tingling sensation moved through her palm.
“Nice to see you too Mr. Graham.” They didn’t know they were gazing into the other’s eyes until Elijah cleared his throat and Nicki quickly snatched her hand back from Drake’s and diverted her eyes to her shoes. Drake looked around the mixer and he immediately wanted to go. This looked boring. How anyone could bare this was beyond him. He couldn’t care less about meeting these people but he told Nicki he was going to come so he kept his word.
“I apologize, but where is your bathroom?” Drake asked.
“Tanya, show Mr. Graham to the bathroom please. Hurry back ,dinner is about to start.” Elijah demanded.
“Sure.” Nicki smiled, but not too much. “Right this way Mr. Graham.” She motioned behind her and Drake followed her as she led him up the steps. As soon as they got to the top and out of sight Drake turned to her and smirked. “What?” Nicki asked, her arms across her chest.
“Who am I speaking to? Tanya or Nicki?” He questioned.
“Shut up you ass.” She pushed passed him,walking towards the bathroom.
“Definitely Nicki.” He said matter-of-factly. “So this is your house?” Drake looked around at all the paintings on the wall and stopped at a black and white one that was of a girl in a loose fitted shirt that dripped from her shoulders. She was hunched over, a small smile on her face while in her eyes there was a storm brewing. “What’d you pay for this? A couple thousand?” Nicki turned around noticing Drake had stopped. She backtracked until she was by his side and they were looking at the painting together.
“No. All I paid was for a couple of paintbrushes and paint.” Nicki answered sliding her hand across her painting. Drake looked between her and the painting as his eyes tripled in size.
“You painted this?” He gestured to the painting.
“Why is that so hard to believe Mr. Graham?” She cocked her brow playfully. “But yeah, I had to basically beg Eli to put it up for me.” Drake hated hearing Nicki say Elijah’s name. “Sorry.” Nicki apologized when she saw Drake advert his eyes away from her.
“It’s cool. So what is it?”
“I call it : Puer et Peur”
“What’s that mean?”
“Afraid and scared. I figured El-” Drake shifted uncomfortably. “He didn’t have enough interest in my painting to want to go and look it up. Well let’s go get you to the bathroom.” Nicki grabbed onto Drake’s hand. She knew the next question would be why she painted it and she didn’t want to get that deep. Maybe some other time, but not while she was expected to entertain Elijah’s guest. Drake knew what she was doing also.
“Wait. I want to see some more paintings.” He protested.
“Maybe later.” She tugged on his arm, pulling him in the direction of one of the many bathrooms. Drake pulled out of her grasp and pushed open a door to his right to reveal a bedroom. As he went to take a step in, Nicki grabbed onto the back of his shirt, planting her feet into the ground. “You can’t go in there.”
“And why not?” He smirked. Nicki bit down on her bottom lip. It was always Elijah’s rule that no one was allowed inside their bedroom except the two of them. He called it sacred place, just for them. It was one of the few things that made Nicki think Elijah actually had real feelings towards her. Nicki sighed and let go of Drake’s shirt.
“Come on.” She moved in front of him and led him into the bedroom, locking and closing the door after he was in. Drake took a running start and then dived onto the California King bed. “Rude.” Nicki shook her head with a chuckle.
“I’m such a daredevil. I could get you into a lot of trouble.” He smirked.
“Oh really?” Nicki walked slowly towards Drake. “Don’t tell anybody... but when I was younger..” She climbed on the bed beside Drake. She wrapped one arm around his neck while she was up on her knees and leaned into his ear. “I ran..with scissors in my hand.” Drake placed a hand on her waist.
“No!” He gasped, placing his free hand over his mouth.
“Oh yeah and I won’t even tell you about the time I crossed the street without looking both ways.” She kissed his neck. “Yup, doesn’t get any more dangerous than me.” She placed another kiss on his jaw. “Still think you can handle me?” She kissed his lips. Drake grabbed onto her hips and flipped her over so that he was now hovering over her.
“You know when you go trick-or-treating?” He kissed her neck as he ran his hands up her thigh. Nicki nodded trying to concentrate on what he was saying but the feeling between her legs was making it more and more difficult. “The bowl said take one...” He nipped at her collar bone. “I emptied the whole bowl and stepped on the fresh lawn...” Nicki gasped as he cupped her ass bringing her bottom off the bed and closer to him. “, at the same damn time.” He kissed her lips softly then released her.
“Who are you and what have you done with my liddle Aubrey?” She placed her hands on both sides of his face, crashing their lips together. Pulling away they just stared at each other. Nicki wishing she could stay in this moment forever. Things were so much easier with Drake. She could be herself. Silly, goofy Onika without Elijah telling her to stop being immature or stupid. It wasn't all about image with him.
“You’re so beautiful.” Drake said lowly, pushing a piece of Nicki’s hair behind her ear. Nicki blushed, turning her head to the side. “You’re so bashful.” He laughed, rolling over on his back. Nicki rolled over and laid on his chest.
“If I told you that I wanted you to take me away from all of this, I wanted to be with you... what would you say?” Nicki spoke in a low voice as she played with the hem of his shirt.
“Whenever you ask me, I’m ready.” Drake kissed her hair, taking in the scent of her shampoo. The two laid in silence until there was a knock on the door. Dinner! They had totally forgot. Nicki jumped up quickly along with Drake.
“In the closet.” She whispered, pushing him towards it.
“What? Am I your dirty little secret? Hit it and quit it huh?” Nicki tried not to laugh as Drake kept whispering. “You make me feel like such a dirty little whore.” Nicki clapped her hand over her mouth as she was about to laugh. She pushed him into the closet and closed the door. Another impatient knock came to the door. She ran a hand through her hair and turned around quickly as a loud boom sounded from the closet. She ran to the door and ran a hand over her dress before cracking the door and here stood Gina. Nicki rolled her eyes slightly, this lady took her job way too seriously.
“Mr. Prescott sent me up here to check on you. He says you’re taking entirely too long and that--”
“I get it.” Nicki cut her short. Gina’s eyes widened, Nicki had never cut her off, talked smartly or disobeyed Elijah. “I’ll be down in a second.” Nicki quickly closed and locked her door back. She walked over to the closet where she could hear Drake humming ‘Trapped in The Closet’ She opened her closet where she was waiting with his hands folded. “There is something seriously wrong with you.”
“So I’ve been told. Who was that at the door?”
“Maid. What was the ‘boom’ in the closet?”
“I don’t know, when you pushed me, I hit something.” Nicki smirked and walked into the closet to search for damage. Her smirk turned into an ‘O’ , looking at the fallen lotion bottle that she had left in the closet earlier. It had spilt out over the carpet.
“No, no, no , no .Shit” She grabbed either side of her hair and gave it a tug before getting down on her knees, grabbing a nearby shirt and scrubbed at the spot.
“Nic, calm down. Just use some-”
“No! You don’t understand.” Nicki whipped her head from Drake and then back to the stain. She put all of her strength into scrubbing the stain. This couldn’t be happening. Drake looked down at her going ape shit on this stain like she had just committed murder. Damn, she was serious about her carpet. “He’s going to kill me.” She said under her breath.
“Damn, Nicki, you act like he’s going to beat you.” Nicki continued to scrub at the lotion, it seemed like it was just growing and on top of that she had just ruined a shirt that he brought her. Yup, he was going to fuck her up. Drake looked at the serious look on her face. “Nicki.” She slowed down her pace and took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves. Drake swiftly, leaned down grabbed her by her waist and stood her up. He turned her to him. “He hits you?” Nicki looked into his eyes before looking to the side, tears forming in her eyes. “Onika.” He demanded sternly.
“Only sometimes.” She answered looking down. Drake clenched both his jaw and his fist. Nicki looked up to see the angry look on his face. When he turned to leave the closet, Nicki grabbed onto his shirt. “It’s ok.”
“The fuck it’s not!” He vexed. “The little bitch put his hands on you!?” He asked more in a confirmation. Nicki tried to quiet him down. “What!?” He pushed her hands from his shirt and turned to leave again but Nicki caught his pants.
“Stop it Aubrey!” She said tight lipped. “I’ll handle it, ok?” She questioned.
-- - - - - -
Everyone at the table was laughing at one of Elijah’s corny jokes. Nicki sat by his side, Drake was across from her and everyone else in attendance sitting around them. If looks could kill, Elijah would have a toe tag and Drake would be going to prison. Nicki was nervous, shaking and taking unnecessary sips of her water.
“Elijah, I noticed the art and things around the house, you paint?” One of the woman asked,shamefully flirting. Elijah glared at Nicki.
“No, Tanya does. I told her to put those things away. She swears she Picasso, more like Picas - no. ” His joke was dry but that didn’t stop the whole table from laughing at Nicki’s expense. Drake’s jaw twitched as he looked at Elijah who felt like he was on top of the world.
“How did you two meet?” Someone asked, as if Elijah and Nicki should have never crossed the same paths.
“Tanya would you like to tell the story?” NO! She did not! She hated the story.
“Sure.” She sat her glass of water down on the table. “I had car trouble and Elijah offered to help and 3 years later we were married.” She summed it up.
“Tanya was driving something that looked like it came from WalMart,” Elijah took over the story. “she was just sitting in her car like a lost puppy without a clue as to what to do.” Like you did? “ I was coming out of a meeting and I saw her. She saw me driving my Bentley and you know the rest.” Did he just slick call her a Gold Digger? “Call it fate.”
“Or bad luck.” Drake muttered making Nicki kick him under the table even though she was thinking the exact same thing.
“Excuse me?” Elijah questioned. Drake had half the mind to say what he was thinking, but didn’t because of Nicki.
“I just noticed how late it’s getting.”
“Dessert should be ready, Tanya why don’t you go check?” Nicki pushed her chair back.
“I’ll help.” Drake pushed his sat back, he couldn’t be at that table for another minute. The two walked to the kitchen and Nicki’s pushed Drake’s chest. “What?”
“Or bad luck” She mocked as she picked up the trays moose that were on the counter.
“I’m not about to put up with this asshole for long.” Drake said taking the trays from her.
“So what are you saying?” Nicki asked, licking chocolate off of her thumb. How could something so simple be made to look so damn good Drake thought. “You’re going to leave?”
“No. You are.” Nicki almost choked on her own saliva. “With me.”
“It’s not that simple Drake.” She said opening the drawer to collect extra silverware.
“Why not?”
“It’s complicated. Besides, I’ve only known you for 4 days. What are your intentions with me?” She smirked but Drake kept a straight face. She always tried to get out a situation by making jokes, this time it wasn’t going to work. “One day.”
“After I sit these on the table, I’m gone.”
“Why?”
“Why would I stay?” Drake asked. There really was no reason for him to. “To sit across from the bitch ass nigga who I want to kill? Nah.” He shook his head.
“Fine.” Nicki sighed. She used her tip toes for height and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “But don’t be mad at me ok?”
“I’m not.” Drake answered. The two went back into the dining and true to his word, Drake left after making up an excuse.
- - - -
“Onika. Did you spill something in the closet?”
Fuck! She closed her eyes tight as she lay in bed, maybe it’d make her go to sleep faster. “Tanya!” He shouted from the closet, still no answer. Then it went quiet. Nicki was relieved until she opened her eyes and saw the bottom of one of Elijah’s shoes connect with her face.
Nicki laughed, the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she thumbed through the clothes in her closet. Drake laughed skeptically at her. “Onika, be real with me. You’re probably laying down, watching TV or something.”
“Actually sir,” They both laughed at her suggestive tone. “I’m picking out my outfit right this moment.” She pulled a dress from between the rest and held it to her body.
“So what are you wearing?” There was a little shuffling on Drake’s side of the phone. Nicki moved to the mirror in her closet, as she held the dress over the towel, she cocked her head to the side examining it.
“What are you, a phone sex operator?” They shared a laugh before she cleared her throat. “I think I’m going to wear a little black dress.” She answered. “But as of what I’m wearing now? A towel.” She smirked.
“It’s all fun and games until somebody’s something gets hurt.”
“Wow, Drake, my something, how unlike a third grader you sound.” The knocking on the door seized Nicki’s laughter. “Hold on.” She placed her phone down on one of the shelves in the closet, then scurried out into the bedroom and opened the door to find Gina, one of the helpers in the house, standing expectantly.
“Mr. Prescott says he’s waiting on you, guest are starting to arrive.” She informed her looking at the towel wrapped around her body and the shower cap on her head.
“I’ll be down in a second.” Nicki answered. “Thank you.” She closed her door then jogged back to the closet to pick up her phone to hear the sound of Drake in pain. “What happened to you?” She whispered.
“I just choked myself with this tie.” He answered, making Nicki roll her eyes. No matter how many times she tried to explain to Drake over the phone, in the 4 days they’d been communicating, that clip-ons were his best friend he still didn’t get it. “Why are you whispering?”
“I have a feeling someone’s listening.” She knew Gina was still at the door, more than likely with her ear pressed firmly to it at Elijah’s instructions. “See you later?”
“Hope so.” Nicki smiled broadly at his response. They said their goodbyes and immediately a heavy weight was dropped into Nicki’s stomach. Elijah and Drake were going to be in the same room with each other, not just any room but her home. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something was going to go wrong. She hoped not. Her infatuation with her and Drake’s relationship is what she’s been looking for in her relationship with Elijah but it never happens. Drake, unlike Elijah, listens to her,actually cares what she’s saying. Even when she knows she’s talking way too much, he waits until she’s finished and then gives his input.
They’d been sneaking to talk to each other on the phone whenever they could get the chance. The sneaking more on Nicki’s part. Nicki got dressed, let her hair down and placed on her jewelry before descending down the steps where a good number of people were mingling. Her foot didn’t touch the landing before Elijah had his arm wrapped firmly on her waist. “What took you so long?” He said through a smile, trying to make it appear to everyone that he was happy.
“Had trouble with my zipper.” Nicki talked through her pearly whites, only moving her lips slightly as she waved at the guest. Her breath got caught in her throat as Elijah squeezed her hip bone discreetly.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but this lying thing has got to stop.” She bit her bottom lip as his nails pressed deep into her skin. “I’d advise you to fix your attitude and be on your best behavior tonight.” He guided her into the center of the room where he began introducing her to his colleagues.
- - - -
Nicki was annoyed and ready to just go to sleep. It could be the fact that these 3 women are around her who she was told to entertain or the fact that Drake hadn’t arrived yet. What she had been dreading, she now wanted so badly. She discreetly checked her phone to see that they were an hour into the mixer. “I must say Tanya, I love the decor in this house.” One of the ladies said as she sipped on a wine glass.
“Thank you. I would love to see your house one day.” Nicki said, she knew if she started talking material things, the 3 ladies wouldn’t shut up about what they owned and what their husbands bought them, never giving her a chance to speak which is what she wanted. Just when she was losing hope she could hear Elijah greeting someone at the door, since everyone was here she figured it had to be Drake. “Excuse me ladies.” She maneuvered her way to the front door where one of the helpers were taking Drake’s jacket. Nicki smirked at Drake’s shirt being loose at the top, no tie in sight. He looked uninterested in whatever Elijah was saying.
Drake looked behind Elijah and caught Nicki’s eyes, he let his eyes roam over her dress and the back to her face, she was drop dead gorgeous. Elijah turned around to see why he wasn’t the center of attention anymore. “Oh, Aubrey you remember my wife Tanya.” Elijah motioned his hand in back of him, welcoming Nicki to his side. Again, his hand flew to Nicki’s waist.
“Yes, I remember.” Drake extended his hand. “Nice to see you again Tanya.” Nicki placed her hand into his, she wasn’t sure if he felt it but a tingling sensation moved through her palm.
“Nice to see you too Mr. Graham.” They didn’t know they were gazing into the other’s eyes until Elijah cleared his throat and Nicki quickly snatched her hand back from Drake’s and diverted her eyes to her shoes. Drake looked around the mixer and he immediately wanted to go. This looked boring. How anyone could bare this was beyond him. He couldn’t care less about meeting these people but he told Nicki he was going to come so he kept his word.
“I apologize, but where is your bathroom?” Drake asked.
“Tanya, show Mr. Graham to the bathroom please. Hurry back ,dinner is about to start.” Elijah demanded.
“Sure.” Nicki smiled, but not too much. “Right this way Mr. Graham.” She motioned behind her and Drake followed her as she led him up the steps. As soon as they got to the top and out of sight Drake turned to her and smirked. “What?” Nicki asked, her arms across her chest.
“Who am I speaking to? Tanya or Nicki?” He questioned.
“Shut up you ass.” She pushed passed him,walking towards the bathroom.
“Definitely Nicki.” He said matter-of-factly. “So this is your house?” Drake looked around at all the paintings on the wall and stopped at a black and white one that was of a girl in a loose fitted shirt that dripped from her shoulders. She was hunched over, a small smile on her face while in her eyes there was a storm brewing. “What’d you pay for this? A couple thousand?” Nicki turned around noticing Drake had stopped. She backtracked until she was by his side and they were looking at the painting together.
“No. All I paid was for a couple of paintbrushes and paint.” Nicki answered sliding her hand across her painting. Drake looked between her and the painting as his eyes tripled in size.
“You painted this?” He gestured to the painting.
“Why is that so hard to believe Mr. Graham?” She cocked her brow playfully. “But yeah, I had to basically beg Eli to put it up for me.” Drake hated hearing Nicki say Elijah’s name. “Sorry.” Nicki apologized when she saw Drake advert his eyes away from her.
“It’s cool. So what is it?”
“I call it : Puer et Peur”
“What’s that mean?”
“Afraid and scared. I figured El-” Drake shifted uncomfortably. “He didn’t have enough interest in my painting to want to go and look it up. Well let’s go get you to the bathroom.” Nicki grabbed onto Drake’s hand. She knew the next question would be why she painted it and she didn’t want to get that deep. Maybe some other time, but not while she was expected to entertain Elijah’s guest. Drake knew what she was doing also.
“Wait. I want to see some more paintings.” He protested.
“Maybe later.” She tugged on his arm, pulling him in the direction of one of the many bathrooms. Drake pulled out of her grasp and pushed open a door to his right to reveal a bedroom. As he went to take a step in, Nicki grabbed onto the back of his shirt, planting her feet into the ground. “You can’t go in there.”
“And why not?” He smirked. Nicki bit down on her bottom lip. It was always Elijah’s rule that no one was allowed inside their bedroom except the two of them. He called it sacred place, just for them. It was one of the few things that made Nicki think Elijah actually had real feelings towards her. Nicki sighed and let go of Drake’s shirt.
“Come on.” She moved in front of him and led him into the bedroom, locking and closing the door after he was in. Drake took a running start and then dived onto the California King bed. “Rude.” Nicki shook her head with a chuckle.
“I’m such a daredevil. I could get you into a lot of trouble.” He smirked.
“Oh really?” Nicki walked slowly towards Drake. “Don’t tell anybody... but when I was younger..” She climbed on the bed beside Drake. She wrapped one arm around his neck while she was up on her knees and leaned into his ear. “I ran..with scissors in my hand.” Drake placed a hand on her waist.
“No!” He gasped, placing his free hand over his mouth.
“Oh yeah and I won’t even tell you about the time I crossed the street without looking both ways.” She kissed his neck. “Yup, doesn’t get any more dangerous than me.” She placed another kiss on his jaw. “Still think you can handle me?” She kissed his lips. Drake grabbed onto her hips and flipped her over so that he was now hovering over her.
“You know when you go trick-or-treating?” He kissed her neck as he ran his hands up her thigh. Nicki nodded trying to concentrate on what he was saying but the feeling between her legs was making it more and more difficult. “The bowl said take one...” He nipped at her collar bone. “I emptied the whole bowl and stepped on the fresh lawn...” Nicki gasped as he cupped her ass bringing her bottom off the bed and closer to him. “, at the same damn time.” He kissed her lips softly then released her.
“Who are you and what have you done with my liddle Aubrey?” She placed her hands on both sides of his face, crashing their lips together. Pulling away they just stared at each other. Nicki wishing she could stay in this moment forever. Things were so much easier with Drake. She could be herself. Silly, goofy Onika without Elijah telling her to stop being immature or stupid. It wasn't all about image with him.
“You’re so beautiful.” Drake said lowly, pushing a piece of Nicki’s hair behind her ear. Nicki blushed, turning her head to the side. “You’re so bashful.” He laughed, rolling over on his back. Nicki rolled over and laid on his chest.
“If I told you that I wanted you to take me away from all of this, I wanted to be with you... what would you say?” Nicki spoke in a low voice as she played with the hem of his shirt.
“Whenever you ask me, I’m ready.” Drake kissed her hair, taking in the scent of her shampoo. The two laid in silence until there was a knock on the door. Dinner! They had totally forgot. Nicki jumped up quickly along with Drake.
“In the closet.” She whispered, pushing him towards it.
“What? Am I your dirty little secret? Hit it and quit it huh?” Nicki tried not to laugh as Drake kept whispering. “You make me feel like such a dirty little whore.” Nicki clapped her hand over her mouth as she was about to laugh. She pushed him into the closet and closed the door. Another impatient knock came to the door. She ran a hand through her hair and turned around quickly as a loud boom sounded from the closet. She ran to the door and ran a hand over her dress before cracking the door and here stood Gina. Nicki rolled her eyes slightly, this lady took her job way too seriously.
“Mr. Prescott sent me up here to check on you. He says you’re taking entirely too long and that--”
“I get it.” Nicki cut her short. Gina’s eyes widened, Nicki had never cut her off, talked smartly or disobeyed Elijah. “I’ll be down in a second.” Nicki quickly closed and locked her door back. She walked over to the closet where she could hear Drake humming ‘Trapped in The Closet’ She opened her closet where she was waiting with his hands folded. “There is something seriously wrong with you.”
“So I’ve been told. Who was that at the door?”
“Maid. What was the ‘boom’ in the closet?”
“I don’t know, when you pushed me, I hit something.” Nicki smirked and walked into the closet to search for damage. Her smirk turned into an ‘O’ , looking at the fallen lotion bottle that she had left in the closet earlier. It had spilt out over the carpet.
“No, no, no , no .Shit” She grabbed either side of her hair and gave it a tug before getting down on her knees, grabbing a nearby shirt and scrubbed at the spot.
“Nic, calm down. Just use some-”
“No! You don’t understand.” Nicki whipped her head from Drake and then back to the stain. She put all of her strength into scrubbing the stain. This couldn’t be happening. Drake looked down at her going ape shit on this stain like she had just committed murder. Damn, she was serious about her carpet. “He’s going to kill me.” She said under her breath.
“Damn, Nicki, you act like he’s going to beat you.” Nicki continued to scrub at the lotion, it seemed like it was just growing and on top of that she had just ruined a shirt that he brought her. Yup, he was going to fuck her up. Drake looked at the serious look on her face. “Nicki.” She slowed down her pace and took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves. Drake swiftly, leaned down grabbed her by her waist and stood her up. He turned her to him. “He hits you?” Nicki looked into his eyes before looking to the side, tears forming in her eyes. “Onika.” He demanded sternly.
“Only sometimes.” She answered looking down. Drake clenched both his jaw and his fist. Nicki looked up to see the angry look on his face. When he turned to leave the closet, Nicki grabbed onto his shirt. “It’s ok.”
“The fuck it’s not!” He vexed. “The little bitch put his hands on you!?” He asked more in a confirmation. Nicki tried to quiet him down. “What!?” He pushed her hands from his shirt and turned to leave again but Nicki caught his pants.
“Stop it Aubrey!” She said tight lipped. “I’ll handle it, ok?” She questioned.
-- - - - - -
Everyone at the table was laughing at one of Elijah’s corny jokes. Nicki sat by his side, Drake was across from her and everyone else in attendance sitting around them. If looks could kill, Elijah would have a toe tag and Drake would be going to prison. Nicki was nervous, shaking and taking unnecessary sips of her water.
“Elijah, I noticed the art and things around the house, you paint?” One of the woman asked,shamefully flirting. Elijah glared at Nicki.
“No, Tanya does. I told her to put those things away. She swears she Picasso, more like Picas - no. ” His joke was dry but that didn’t stop the whole table from laughing at Nicki’s expense. Drake’s jaw twitched as he looked at Elijah who felt like he was on top of the world.
“How did you two meet?” Someone asked, as if Elijah and Nicki should have never crossed the same paths.
“Tanya would you like to tell the story?” NO! She did not! She hated the story.
“Sure.” She sat her glass of water down on the table. “I had car trouble and Elijah offered to help and 3 years later we were married.” She summed it up.
“Tanya was driving something that looked like it came from WalMart,” Elijah took over the story. “she was just sitting in her car like a lost puppy without a clue as to what to do.” Like you did? “ I was coming out of a meeting and I saw her. She saw me driving my Bentley and you know the rest.” Did he just slick call her a Gold Digger? “Call it fate.”
“Or bad luck.” Drake muttered making Nicki kick him under the table even though she was thinking the exact same thing.
“Excuse me?” Elijah questioned. Drake had half the mind to say what he was thinking, but didn’t because of Nicki.
“I just noticed how late it’s getting.”
“Dessert should be ready, Tanya why don’t you go check?” Nicki pushed her chair back.
“I’ll help.” Drake pushed his sat back, he couldn’t be at that table for another minute. The two walked to the kitchen and Nicki’s pushed Drake’s chest. “What?”
“Or bad luck” She mocked as she picked up the trays moose that were on the counter.
“I’m not about to put up with this asshole for long.” Drake said taking the trays from her.
“So what are you saying?” Nicki asked, licking chocolate off of her thumb. How could something so simple be made to look so damn good Drake thought. “You’re going to leave?”
“No. You are.” Nicki almost choked on her own saliva. “With me.”
“It’s not that simple Drake.” She said opening the drawer to collect extra silverware.
“Why not?”
“It’s complicated. Besides, I’ve only known you for 4 days. What are your intentions with me?” She smirked but Drake kept a straight face. She always tried to get out a situation by making jokes, this time it wasn’t going to work. “One day.”
“After I sit these on the table, I’m gone.”
“Why?”
“Why would I stay?” Drake asked. There really was no reason for him to. “To sit across from the bitch ass nigga who I want to kill? Nah.” He shook his head.
“Fine.” Nicki sighed. She used her tip toes for height and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “But don’t be mad at me ok?”
“I’m not.” Drake answered. The two went back into the dining and true to his word, Drake left after making up an excuse.
- - - -
“Onika. Did you spill something in the closet?”
Fuck! She closed her eyes tight as she lay in bed, maybe it’d make her go to sleep faster. “Tanya!” He shouted from the closet, still no answer. Then it went quiet. Nicki was relieved until she opened her eyes and saw the bottom of one of Elijah’s shoes connect with her face.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
I'M BACK!!
So I've been w/o a computer for some time now, but I FINALLY bought my computer today!! So expect an update to something soon, don't know what yet..any suggestions?
Saturday, September 15, 2012
The Real Deal (2)
Nicki sat in one of the bathroom stalls crying her eyes out. She tried to be strong all day but for him to come here and make it seem like he didn’t do anything wrong just made it feel like he was laughing at her, mocking her even. “What the hell she thought was gon happen? It’s women out there that look 5 times better than her. She just needs to be happy he remembers her name.” Nicki held in her sobs as she heard girls walk into the bathroom
“That was kind of messed up though,” Another girl said.
“Please.” She said as if it was the stupidest thought she’d ever heard. “All guys cheat.” She continued “I might just try my hand at getting Drake.” She laughed. Nicki had enough. She unlocked the stall door, pushing it open. Glaring at the guilty bitch, who looked at Nicki like she’d seen a ghost.
“If you EVER in your pathetic little life,” Nicki grabbed the girl by her shirt pushing her up against the sink. “touch Drake or go near him, I will beat your ass like my name’s Michael. Try me if you want you two dollar hoe.” She pushed the girl so her head hit the mirror causing her to whimper. Her sorry friend did nothing as Nicki walked out of the bathroom. Now she was angry and vulnerable all at the same time. She quickly went to her locker, grabbed her bag and hurried out of school before Drake or her friends could find her.
“Onika what are you doing home!?” Carol asked as Nicki walked through the door. Nicki didn’t answer she just ran up the stairs into her room, falling onto her bed. She never wanted to show her face at school, she felt everyone was laughing at her. How naive could she be? To think Drake would be the same person that she met when she was 9 was stupid on her part. Nicki’s door creaked open, she knew it was her mother. She just laid there until she felt her mother’s hand on her back rubbing in circles. “Whatever’s going on Nicki, you can’t run from it baby.” Carol said. Nicki flipped over so that she could look at her mother.
“He cheated on me Ma.” She sobbed wiping at her eyes. Carol’s heart broke right then and there, she knew how much Nicki adored Aubrey.
“Aww, Baby, it’s going to be ok?” Nicki rolled her eyes flipping back over. That’s all anybody ever says...’it’s going to be ok’ how do they know? “If he can’t see how special you are he doesn’t deserve you Nika. You deserve someone that’s going to treat you like the Princess you are. How about we pig out together?” Carol asked, she needed an excuse to eat Robert’s ice cream anyway.
“I just want to be alone. If Nelly, Amb, or Laur come by tell them I’m sleep please?” Nicki asked. Carol sighed, she knew this would take a lot more than just food.
“Ok baby. Feel better.” She kissed Nicki’s hair and left out of the room. Eventually Nicki had cried herself to sleep.
Waking up later in the night, she looked at the clock that read 11:15 pm. She needed a hot shower to ease her mind. She rose out of bed, grabbing a tank top and boy shorts and went into her bathroom cutting on her iHome playing the most depressing song she could find, Toni Braxton’s “Unbreak My heart” and hoped in the shower.
“Thanks Man.” Drake dapped up Jelani as they approached Nicki’s door. Jelani had helped to sneak Drake upstairs and was committed to being the lookout.
“That’s my little sis, fix it or I’ll beat ya ass.” He said it with a chuckle but the both of them knew he was serious. Jelani went on into his room and Drake into Nicki’s. He sighed when he heard Toni Braxton’s voice and the shower running. He wasn’t even sure what he had done wrong. Was missing the 12:00 call that serious to Nicki? He sat on her bed where Nicki had previously been. He looked at the time on his phone, he had to be back and prepared to board his plane in 2 hours but he wasn’t leaving until he made things right with Nicki.
Nicki is and will always be his best friend and the only girl he could picture himself having kids with and being married to in the future. He hadn’t seen her in months and when he finally gets the chance to come to New York, she acts like she doesn’t want to see him. Soon Drake heard the shower cut off. After about 3 minutes Nicki opened the door and jumped when she saw Drake. “Please leave.” She told him clad in her lace boy shorts and white tank top.
“Nic--”
“Just leave Drake.” Nicki put emphasis on his name. He was always Aubrey to her, and that’s the way he liked it. Drake stood up and moved forward to Nicki but she moved back.
“Ok. I’m sorry about your birthday. I was on stage and by the time I got off it was too late so I figured I’d surprise you at--”
“Don’t play stupid with me!!” She pointed her finger in his face as he furrowed his brows.
“Excuse me?” He questioned. Nicki let out a humorless chuckle as she went around him and sat on her bed. Drake sat beside her making her scoot over.
“You got all those little bitches in school laughing at me, saying ‘I told you so’ I’m a fucking joke in school Aubrey.” Nicki looked away from him trying not to show how vulnerable she was.
“What happened?” Drake asked. Nicki rolled her eyes, partially aggravated and the other part wanting to do nothing more than to cry on her boyfriend’s shoulder. Nicki sat silently letting tears fall down her face. “I’m lost. Help me out.” Drake said softly, placing his hand on Nicki’s thigh. She didn’t move it, just looked at it.
“Am I not pretty enough? Am I- Am I not good enough?” She hiccuped as she finally looked into his eyes. “Why are you stringing me along if you don’t want me Aubrey?” Her voice was at a whisper now. This is not how she planned this conversation to go, she was supposed to yell and tell him she hated him and to stay out of her life, but now she’s crying.
“Huh? Nic, where is this coming from? All because I didn’t call you? I told you-”
“No! No, it’s not about the phone call Aubrey. It’s about the nameless big booty bitch you had in your face.” Her emotions were all over the place. She folded her arms tightly across her chest, looking at Drake through her squinted lids.
“Who?” Drake asked exasperated. He was getting nowhere with this conversation. Nicki just keeps talking in circles. “When?”
“Whenever you were at the club and -”
“Oh.” Drake says as he’s just remembered. Nicki shoves his shoulder as he lets out a chuckle.
“Am I laughing?” She points a finger at her mouth.
“No, but I am.” He laughs some more, making Nicki stand up. Nothing about this was funny to her. She doesn’t know why the hell it’s funny to Drake and why he thinks it’s okay to prance around with some big booty modeling chick. “Baby, calm down.” He grabs one of her hands and forces her to him. Now she’s standing in between his leg and his hands are at either sides of her waist. “She was nobody.”
“Nobody like who?”
“Nobody like a fan who wanted a picture.” He knew exactly what she was talking about because he’d remember that girl who was persistent about getting her way into VIP to chill with them. After she made such a scene with the security he thought for her troubles the least he could do was take a couple pictures and sign a T-shirt before she was escorted out.
“Tell me anything.” Nicki rolled her eyes. Drake pulled her down onto his lap.
“How about I tell you the truth. She was thirsty for a picture so I gave it to her.” His eyes screamed that he was telling the truth, but Nicki wasn’t letting him off the hook that easily.
“Well then why haven’t I heard from you in 2 weeks Drake?”
“Keep on with this Drake shit.” He warned. “I told you, I was busy. I had photoshoots, appearances, interviews and a shit load of other things to do. I’ve been missin you like crazy.” He could see her walls breaking down. “I’m just getting out there Nic, so things are going to be a bit hectic, but I promise from now on I’ll make time for my ONLY girl.” She hated the fact that she was giving in. “I just have to know that I’ve always got you and that you’re going to be here holdin me down.”
“You know I am Aubrey.” She sighed and placed her forehead on his.
“You can’t get mad at every blog you see, half of the shit is a lie. Come to me first before you take the word of somebody else. Understand that I love you and only you. Promise?”
“But-”
“Promise?” Drake cut her off.
“Ok.” She gave in. “You have to promise to check in with me at least 3 times week. I would like more but at least give me that.”
“I can do that.” The two smiled. “Matter of fact, I could fly you out to LA with me?” Drake asked hopeful of a yes response.
“I can fly my own self out.”
“I know you can Nic, but I’ve told you time and time again, I don’t mind spoiling you.” Nicki was adamant about Drake not spending all his money on her and buying her expensive gifts. It wasn’t apart of their early relationship and she didn’t want it to start being apart of their relationship now. But this time it wasn’t even about that.
“No sir. My parents brought me a ticket to come see you.” She kissed his lips. “They knew how much I really (peck) really (peck) missed you.”
“You know, me being in your room at 11, probably would ruin it.” Drake said as Nicki pushed him back on the bed, and fixed herself on his lap so she was straddling him.
“But it’s my birthday and all I want is you.” She tugged on his bottom lip with her teeth as her hand ran up his shirt. Drake moved his hands from her hips to his jacket pocket pulling out the familiar blue box.
“Happy birthday.” Nicki sat up straight and took the box out of his hand. Now she’d have another necklace to go with the one Lani brought her.
“Thank you.” She leaned back and placed the box on her nightstand.
“So you’re not going to open it?”
“Later.” She answered, throwing her T-shirt over her head. Drake just might have to miss that flight. As long as he was in a good place with Nicki, everything would be good. He just knew she was going to flip when she opened the box and not find a necklace in it. He was hoping to see her face, but this may be something better.
What should I add to next? Hmm...
“That was kind of messed up though,” Another girl said.
“Please.” She said as if it was the stupidest thought she’d ever heard. “All guys cheat.” She continued “I might just try my hand at getting Drake.” She laughed. Nicki had enough. She unlocked the stall door, pushing it open. Glaring at the guilty bitch, who looked at Nicki like she’d seen a ghost.
“If you EVER in your pathetic little life,” Nicki grabbed the girl by her shirt pushing her up against the sink. “touch Drake or go near him, I will beat your ass like my name’s Michael. Try me if you want you two dollar hoe.” She pushed the girl so her head hit the mirror causing her to whimper. Her sorry friend did nothing as Nicki walked out of the bathroom. Now she was angry and vulnerable all at the same time. She quickly went to her locker, grabbed her bag and hurried out of school before Drake or her friends could find her.
“Onika what are you doing home!?” Carol asked as Nicki walked through the door. Nicki didn’t answer she just ran up the stairs into her room, falling onto her bed. She never wanted to show her face at school, she felt everyone was laughing at her. How naive could she be? To think Drake would be the same person that she met when she was 9 was stupid on her part. Nicki’s door creaked open, she knew it was her mother. She just laid there until she felt her mother’s hand on her back rubbing in circles. “Whatever’s going on Nicki, you can’t run from it baby.” Carol said. Nicki flipped over so that she could look at her mother.
“He cheated on me Ma.” She sobbed wiping at her eyes. Carol’s heart broke right then and there, she knew how much Nicki adored Aubrey.
“Aww, Baby, it’s going to be ok?” Nicki rolled her eyes flipping back over. That’s all anybody ever says...’it’s going to be ok’ how do they know? “If he can’t see how special you are he doesn’t deserve you Nika. You deserve someone that’s going to treat you like the Princess you are. How about we pig out together?” Carol asked, she needed an excuse to eat Robert’s ice cream anyway.
“I just want to be alone. If Nelly, Amb, or Laur come by tell them I’m sleep please?” Nicki asked. Carol sighed, she knew this would take a lot more than just food.
“Ok baby. Feel better.” She kissed Nicki’s hair and left out of the room. Eventually Nicki had cried herself to sleep.
Waking up later in the night, she looked at the clock that read 11:15 pm. She needed a hot shower to ease her mind. She rose out of bed, grabbing a tank top and boy shorts and went into her bathroom cutting on her iHome playing the most depressing song she could find, Toni Braxton’s “Unbreak My heart” and hoped in the shower.
“Thanks Man.” Drake dapped up Jelani as they approached Nicki’s door. Jelani had helped to sneak Drake upstairs and was committed to being the lookout.
“That’s my little sis, fix it or I’ll beat ya ass.” He said it with a chuckle but the both of them knew he was serious. Jelani went on into his room and Drake into Nicki’s. He sighed when he heard Toni Braxton’s voice and the shower running. He wasn’t even sure what he had done wrong. Was missing the 12:00 call that serious to Nicki? He sat on her bed where Nicki had previously been. He looked at the time on his phone, he had to be back and prepared to board his plane in 2 hours but he wasn’t leaving until he made things right with Nicki.
Nicki is and will always be his best friend and the only girl he could picture himself having kids with and being married to in the future. He hadn’t seen her in months and when he finally gets the chance to come to New York, she acts like she doesn’t want to see him. Soon Drake heard the shower cut off. After about 3 minutes Nicki opened the door and jumped when she saw Drake. “Please leave.” She told him clad in her lace boy shorts and white tank top.
“Nic--”
“Just leave Drake.” Nicki put emphasis on his name. He was always Aubrey to her, and that’s the way he liked it. Drake stood up and moved forward to Nicki but she moved back.
“Ok. I’m sorry about your birthday. I was on stage and by the time I got off it was too late so I figured I’d surprise you at--”
“Don’t play stupid with me!!” She pointed her finger in his face as he furrowed his brows.
“Excuse me?” He questioned. Nicki let out a humorless chuckle as she went around him and sat on her bed. Drake sat beside her making her scoot over.
“You got all those little bitches in school laughing at me, saying ‘I told you so’ I’m a fucking joke in school Aubrey.” Nicki looked away from him trying not to show how vulnerable she was.
“What happened?” Drake asked. Nicki rolled her eyes, partially aggravated and the other part wanting to do nothing more than to cry on her boyfriend’s shoulder. Nicki sat silently letting tears fall down her face. “I’m lost. Help me out.” Drake said softly, placing his hand on Nicki’s thigh. She didn’t move it, just looked at it.
“Am I not pretty enough? Am I- Am I not good enough?” She hiccuped as she finally looked into his eyes. “Why are you stringing me along if you don’t want me Aubrey?” Her voice was at a whisper now. This is not how she planned this conversation to go, she was supposed to yell and tell him she hated him and to stay out of her life, but now she’s crying.
“Huh? Nic, where is this coming from? All because I didn’t call you? I told you-”
“No! No, it’s not about the phone call Aubrey. It’s about the nameless big booty bitch you had in your face.” Her emotions were all over the place. She folded her arms tightly across her chest, looking at Drake through her squinted lids.
“Who?” Drake asked exasperated. He was getting nowhere with this conversation. Nicki just keeps talking in circles. “When?”
“Whenever you were at the club and -”
“Oh.” Drake says as he’s just remembered. Nicki shoves his shoulder as he lets out a chuckle.
“Am I laughing?” She points a finger at her mouth.
“No, but I am.” He laughs some more, making Nicki stand up. Nothing about this was funny to her. She doesn’t know why the hell it’s funny to Drake and why he thinks it’s okay to prance around with some big booty modeling chick. “Baby, calm down.” He grabs one of her hands and forces her to him. Now she’s standing in between his leg and his hands are at either sides of her waist. “She was nobody.”
“Nobody like who?”
“Nobody like a fan who wanted a picture.” He knew exactly what she was talking about because he’d remember that girl who was persistent about getting her way into VIP to chill with them. After she made such a scene with the security he thought for her troubles the least he could do was take a couple pictures and sign a T-shirt before she was escorted out.
“Tell me anything.” Nicki rolled her eyes. Drake pulled her down onto his lap.
“How about I tell you the truth. She was thirsty for a picture so I gave it to her.” His eyes screamed that he was telling the truth, but Nicki wasn’t letting him off the hook that easily.
“Well then why haven’t I heard from you in 2 weeks Drake?”
“Keep on with this Drake shit.” He warned. “I told you, I was busy. I had photoshoots, appearances, interviews and a shit load of other things to do. I’ve been missin you like crazy.” He could see her walls breaking down. “I’m just getting out there Nic, so things are going to be a bit hectic, but I promise from now on I’ll make time for my ONLY girl.” She hated the fact that she was giving in. “I just have to know that I’ve always got you and that you’re going to be here holdin me down.”
“You know I am Aubrey.” She sighed and placed her forehead on his.
“You can’t get mad at every blog you see, half of the shit is a lie. Come to me first before you take the word of somebody else. Understand that I love you and only you. Promise?”
“But-”
“Promise?” Drake cut her off.
“Ok.” She gave in. “You have to promise to check in with me at least 3 times week. I would like more but at least give me that.”
“I can do that.” The two smiled. “Matter of fact, I could fly you out to LA with me?” Drake asked hopeful of a yes response.
“I can fly my own self out.”
“I know you can Nic, but I’ve told you time and time again, I don’t mind spoiling you.” Nicki was adamant about Drake not spending all his money on her and buying her expensive gifts. It wasn’t apart of their early relationship and she didn’t want it to start being apart of their relationship now. But this time it wasn’t even about that.
“No sir. My parents brought me a ticket to come see you.” She kissed his lips. “They knew how much I really (peck) really (peck) missed you.”
“You know, me being in your room at 11, probably would ruin it.” Drake said as Nicki pushed him back on the bed, and fixed herself on his lap so she was straddling him.
“But it’s my birthday and all I want is you.” She tugged on his bottom lip with her teeth as her hand ran up his shirt. Drake moved his hands from her hips to his jacket pocket pulling out the familiar blue box.
“Happy birthday.” Nicki sat up straight and took the box out of his hand. Now she’d have another necklace to go with the one Lani brought her.
“Thank you.” She leaned back and placed the box on her nightstand.
“So you’re not going to open it?”
“Later.” She answered, throwing her T-shirt over her head. Drake just might have to miss that flight. As long as he was in a good place with Nicki, everything would be good. He just knew she was going to flip when she opened the box and not find a necklace in it. He was hoping to see her face, but this may be something better.
What should I add to next? Hmm...
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Unthinkable
“Baby, what are you doing?” Nicki turned around from the window, her camera tight in her hand. “No, no. Not tonight Tanya. The camera stays here.” Elijah told her fixing his tie. Nicki sighed and placed her camera into it’s case and sitting it on the dresser. She smoothed her dress down with her hands, she didn’t particularly like it but Elijah did. “Wear those heels you wore for the board meeting last year.” He instructed, shrugging on his suit jacket.
“Only if you promise to rub my feet tonight, those things hurt Elijah.” Nicki said, despite her words she moved to the closet to get the stilettos.
“I don’t need this tonight babe. I’m already stressed enough, I just need you to be on your a-game and maybe you can help me.” Elijah was trying to get a new investor in his advertising company, this person was supposedly one of the top investors in the tri-state area and this would mean big business for Elijah and his company. After a few minutes, Nicki emerged from the closet in the heels. She walked over to Elijah and fixed his tie for him.
“It’ll work out baby, don’t worry.” She patted his chest when she was done, then grabbed her clutch off the bed.
“I hope you’re right.” He told her taking her hand and leading her out of their home. Nicki felt a tinge in her heart when she left behind her camera, she took it everywhere just incase she saw something that she got inspired by. Though she doubted this meeting would bring anything interesting, they were always filled with the same, stuffy, old people who loved to brag about their accomplishments and look down on everyone else. Usually all she had to do in these little meeting things was put on a smile and keep up her posture. She was just the pretty thing to look at.
“I hope so too.” Nicki said under her breath. Whenever something didn’t go Elijah’s way he would gain a temper, one that he would take out on Nicki.
- - - -
Walking into Tao, Elijah’s hand swallowing Nicki’s tiny one as he told the host his name. She hurriedly gathered two menus. “Follow me sir, the rest of your party has arrived already.” She told them. Elijah tugged Nicki to the side of him and placed his arm around her waist securely as both a warning and a sign of possession. When they first started dating, Nicki thought his possessive ways were cute but now she found them quite annoying.
“If I get this, there’s a bracelet in it for you.” Elijah mumbled in her ear. Nicki placed a fake smile on her face, one she would have to use anyway.
“Here you are sir.” The host said, gesturing to the table. Nicki’s eyes doubled in size at the young guy sitting at the table, he was too far into the conversation with the woman on the side of him. She was beautiful, but looked a too old to be his girlfriend but then again, Elijah did have 6 years over Nicki. She took in his casual attire, a black polo shirt and a pair of dark jeans. She had to refrain from licking her lips at his arms that looked like whenever he wasn’t busy looking good enough to eat he was lifting weights. It was a breath of fresh air from all the suits that Nicki was used to seeing. Elijah cleared his throat making his presence known. The young man and the older woman stood up.
“I’m Elijah Prescott.” Elijah held out his hand.
“Aubrey Graham, this is my beautiful mother Sandi Graham. I hope you don’t mind her joining in on this meeting.” A feeling of relief came over Nicki for some odd reason and she prayed her face didn’t lead onto it. He looked down at his mother and she smiled up at him. Nicki had already fallen in love with their relationship. Unlike Elijah’s mother who acted as if she was the Queen of England. That’s another story.
“No. That won’t be a problem at all.” Elijah said already pulling out his chair. Sandi and Aubrey both shared a confused glance.
“If you don’t mind me asking, what’s your name?” Aubrey asked Nicki, their eyes locking. Nicki’s heartbeat accelerated , what the hell was her name? She was tempted to say ‘Anything you want it to be’ or ‘Mrs. Graham’ but that would’ve been highly inappropriate.
“Oni-”
“Oh this is my wife Tanya.” Elijah answered, glaring at Nicki for her slip-up. He’s always told her that her middle name Tanya sounded better than Onika. She resented that, she loved her name.
“O...kay. Well, shall we get started?” Aubrey asked and then pulled out Sandi’s seat so that she could sit down. Elijah and Nicki both pulled out their own seat and sat just as Aubrey did.
“Hello, I’m Anya and I’ll be your waitress for the day. Can I start you off with drinks?” The young woman clicked her pen. Nicki looked over down at the menu and she wished she could have a Sprite, she yearned for it. Like always, she closed her menu and slid it to the edge of the table.
“We’re ready to order.” Elijah said. “I’ll take the black pepper sizzled filet mignon with udon noodles and a sweet tea and she’ll have a tao temple salad and water with lemon.” He concluded closing his menu. Sandi and Aubrey’s eyes both shot to Nicki who held her fake smile on her face the entire time, hoping they didn’t hear her stomach growling. After Aubrey and Sandi ordered, they started to talk business and Nicki just sipped from her water.
“So what do you think Tanya?” Sandi interjected, bringing Nicki into the conversation. Nicki was taken aback, this had never happened before. It wasn’t like she wasn’t capable of handling herself but when Elijah reached under the table and squeezed her thigh she knew she wasn’t allowed to talk.
“My wife isn’t a part of this ma’am.” Elijah answered.
“I’d like to hear what she has to say.” Aubrey said looking at Nicki. When his tongue glided over his pink lips Nicki was ready to jump him, but instead she crossed her legs.
“Well, “ She gulped when Elijah pinched her leg. “I think Elijah has worked pretty hard to solidify the company's status and had achieved a great deal of success. I’m sure with you will be very pleased investing into a business that already has a huge amount of success because there’s a greater chance that things will work out for the better.” She let out a sigh of relief as Elijah released her skin from between his fingers.
“Well. I have to go to the ladies room, Tanya, join me?” Sandi asked suddenly, rising from the table. Nicki looked over at Elijah and he nodded at her. So she got up from her seat and followed Sandi into the bathroom. Sandi stopped at the sinks and began fixing her hair and Nicki stood against the counter. “Those shoes are very...high. Your feet not hurting sweetheart?” Sandi asked concerned, she could see the pain all over Nicki’s face.
“No. I’m fine.” Nicki lied looking down at her feet.
“You can be honest with me hun. Don’t worry I won’t tell your husband.” Sandi said with a hint of amusement in her voice. “How long have you and Elijah been married?”
“2 years. We were dating for 3.”
“Mmm, Newlyweds. Still trying to figure this thing out.” Sandi looked at Nicki’s reflection from the mirror. “You’re a very beautiful girl.”
“Thank you.”
“Smart too. Elijah should be happy.”
“He is.”
“Are you?” Nicki was silent, she didn’t know how to respond. “Well let’s get back before Aubrey sends out a search party.” The two laughed at this and walked out of the bathroom only to be stopped by Aubrey himself. “How rude, Aubrey. Left that man at that table by himself.” Sandi teased, she already knew Aubrey didn’t care for him.
“He’ll be fine. Hey ma, can I talk to Oni-tanya for a minute.” The two of them chuckled at the slip up they had both caught earlier. “If that’s ok with you.” He glanced at Nicki who bit her bottom lip.
“Sure.” She answered, right now she didn’t care what the repercussions would be when she got home tonight, or even in the car. Sandi left the two in the hallway as she went back to the table with Elijah.
“So what’s your real name?” Aubrey leaned against the wall, one hand in his pocket. Nicki leaned on the wall opposite of him so they were facing each other.
“Tan-”
“Don’t give me that shit.” Nicki was taken aback by his new found husky voice, quite sexy. “C’mon, what’s your birth name.” He pushed himself off the wall and came closer to her. She tried to back up but the huge wall prevented that from happening.
“O-Onika... Nicki.”
“Everyone calls me Drake.” His sweet breath only inches away from her mouth, she wanted nothing more than to capture the essence of this moment on camera. “So Nicki, I’m going to be straight with you cause I done had enough of your ‘man’,” He spoke in a sarcastic tone. “I’m about ready to go, but I thought I should let you know I’m investing and it doesn't have shit to do with what he was talking about but everything to do with you.”
“What? That’s great but you shouldn’t invest because of me, do it cause you have a legit reason or you believe in the company.” Drake chuckled a bit and then moved so that his body was pressed against Nicki’s. He could feel her heartbeat jumping. He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head against the wall. Nicki’s breath got caught in her throat and it felt like her heart had dropped to her panties because she felt the pulse there.
“I want you Onika.” His voice low and filled with lust. “Let me make this clear, I don’t share what’s mine and from now on that’s what I consider you. Understood?” When she didn’t answer Drake pushed his hips harder against her making her release a moan. “Understood?”
“Mmm, yeah.” She answered lowly. Drake moved his lips to her neck, he flicked her tongue against her skin making her whole body shudder, she hadn’t felt this feeling in months and she was getting it from a guy she hadn’t known but for two hours, but she felt a connection to him. His lips sucked in her skin then nibbled on the sensitive area. “Dr- Drake.” She tried to pull her wrist from his hold but couldn’t.
“Yeah?” He kissed up from her neck, then along her jawline, leaving each spot tingling. “Talk to me baby.”
“Somebody could see us.” Drake lifted his head and their eyes met. Her eyes were screaming out ‘Save me’ and he felt the urgency to let her know he heard her loud and clear. His placed his lips on top of hers. Nicki closed her eyes, opening her mouth , allowing his warm tongue to explore her mouth. He pulled away slowly and placed his forehead on hers.
“The shit that I could do to you.” He bit his lip making Nicki blush. “Come on, let’s get back to the table.” What the hell did she just get herself into?
- - - - -
Getting settled into the car, Nicki clicked her seatbelt on and waited for Elijah to finish saying his goodbyes and thank yous. She caught Drake’s eye, staring at her, she looked down at her lap, trying to hide the huge smile on her face. First task when she got home, change panties. When Elijah got into the car, he was all smiles. Nicki looked down at a text that she just received.
Bye beautiful
She looked up from her phone and out of her window at Drake who winked in her direction. He had gotten her number from Sandi. Sandi pretended that she was interested in going on a lunch date with Nicki soon so that she could ask for her number and then gave it to Drake obviously. “Who’s that?” Elijah asked. Nicki’s head snapped to Elijah as he pulled off from the restaurant.
“My mom.” Nicki answered, making Elijah roll his eyes. They didn’t have the best relationship.
Drake, don’t think that I just go around kissing people or anything, cause I don’t.
Nicki felt the need to let him know, she may have come off easy and that’s the last thing she was. Elijah’s the only man she’s been with her whole 22 years of living.
You think I do? There’s something about you.
Nicki smiled at this. “I’m glad he decided to invest even though you almost fucked it up Tanya.” Nicki’s cocked her head to the side at Elijah’s statement. If it wasn’t for her he’d be ass out right now. She just shook her head.
“Sorry.” She answered.
“Don’t let it happen again. And why didn’t you come back when the woman came back?” He asked, already having forgotten Sandi’s name. Nicki sighed.
“I was using the bathroom, she finished before me.” They stopped at a red light and Elijah turned in his seat to face her.
“Using the bathroom? You were gone entirely too long.” He accused her of lying, even though she was she felt offended. “Don’t do it tonight Onika. I’m in a going mood and you know what that means.” He placed his hand on her thigh and then sped off when the light turned green. Nicki was no way interested in Elijah sexually at the moment. He hadn’t been satisfying for a while now and it would be rude to have sex with him while wishing it was Drake the whole time.
Wish it were you instead of him :/
She surprised herself by her forwardness but it was true.
It’ll be me soon enough
Hope so
“Would you stop texting!? Damn.” Elijah was getting agitated. Here he is, just got maybe the biggest investor of his career and all Nicki could do was text on the phone, to her mother nonetheless, who didn’t like him. He always felt like they were talking about him.
“Fine.” Nicki answered, She discreetly checked her phone as another text came through.
See you at your house on Thursday
She had forgotten. Elijah had insisted that he host a dinner at their house so Drake could meet some of his colleagues. How was she going to do this? It was exciting but wrong all at the same time, nit to mention dangerous.
“Only if you promise to rub my feet tonight, those things hurt Elijah.” Nicki said, despite her words she moved to the closet to get the stilettos.
“I don’t need this tonight babe. I’m already stressed enough, I just need you to be on your a-game and maybe you can help me.” Elijah was trying to get a new investor in his advertising company, this person was supposedly one of the top investors in the tri-state area and this would mean big business for Elijah and his company. After a few minutes, Nicki emerged from the closet in the heels. She walked over to Elijah and fixed his tie for him.
“It’ll work out baby, don’t worry.” She patted his chest when she was done, then grabbed her clutch off the bed.
“I hope you’re right.” He told her taking her hand and leading her out of their home. Nicki felt a tinge in her heart when she left behind her camera, she took it everywhere just incase she saw something that she got inspired by. Though she doubted this meeting would bring anything interesting, they were always filled with the same, stuffy, old people who loved to brag about their accomplishments and look down on everyone else. Usually all she had to do in these little meeting things was put on a smile and keep up her posture. She was just the pretty thing to look at.
“I hope so too.” Nicki said under her breath. Whenever something didn’t go Elijah’s way he would gain a temper, one that he would take out on Nicki.
- - - -
Walking into Tao, Elijah’s hand swallowing Nicki’s tiny one as he told the host his name. She hurriedly gathered two menus. “Follow me sir, the rest of your party has arrived already.” She told them. Elijah tugged Nicki to the side of him and placed his arm around her waist securely as both a warning and a sign of possession. When they first started dating, Nicki thought his possessive ways were cute but now she found them quite annoying.
“If I get this, there’s a bracelet in it for you.” Elijah mumbled in her ear. Nicki placed a fake smile on her face, one she would have to use anyway.
“Here you are sir.” The host said, gesturing to the table. Nicki’s eyes doubled in size at the young guy sitting at the table, he was too far into the conversation with the woman on the side of him. She was beautiful, but looked a too old to be his girlfriend but then again, Elijah did have 6 years over Nicki. She took in his casual attire, a black polo shirt and a pair of dark jeans. She had to refrain from licking her lips at his arms that looked like whenever he wasn’t busy looking good enough to eat he was lifting weights. It was a breath of fresh air from all the suits that Nicki was used to seeing. Elijah cleared his throat making his presence known. The young man and the older woman stood up.
“I’m Elijah Prescott.” Elijah held out his hand.
“Aubrey Graham, this is my beautiful mother Sandi Graham. I hope you don’t mind her joining in on this meeting.” A feeling of relief came over Nicki for some odd reason and she prayed her face didn’t lead onto it. He looked down at his mother and she smiled up at him. Nicki had already fallen in love with their relationship. Unlike Elijah’s mother who acted as if she was the Queen of England. That’s another story.
“No. That won’t be a problem at all.” Elijah said already pulling out his chair. Sandi and Aubrey both shared a confused glance.
“If you don’t mind me asking, what’s your name?” Aubrey asked Nicki, their eyes locking. Nicki’s heartbeat accelerated , what the hell was her name? She was tempted to say ‘Anything you want it to be’ or ‘Mrs. Graham’ but that would’ve been highly inappropriate.
“Oni-”
“Oh this is my wife Tanya.” Elijah answered, glaring at Nicki for her slip-up. He’s always told her that her middle name Tanya sounded better than Onika. She resented that, she loved her name.
“O...kay. Well, shall we get started?” Aubrey asked and then pulled out Sandi’s seat so that she could sit down. Elijah and Nicki both pulled out their own seat and sat just as Aubrey did.
“Hello, I’m Anya and I’ll be your waitress for the day. Can I start you off with drinks?” The young woman clicked her pen. Nicki looked over down at the menu and she wished she could have a Sprite, she yearned for it. Like always, she closed her menu and slid it to the edge of the table.
“We’re ready to order.” Elijah said. “I’ll take the black pepper sizzled filet mignon with udon noodles and a sweet tea and she’ll have a tao temple salad and water with lemon.” He concluded closing his menu. Sandi and Aubrey’s eyes both shot to Nicki who held her fake smile on her face the entire time, hoping they didn’t hear her stomach growling. After Aubrey and Sandi ordered, they started to talk business and Nicki just sipped from her water.
“So what do you think Tanya?” Sandi interjected, bringing Nicki into the conversation. Nicki was taken aback, this had never happened before. It wasn’t like she wasn’t capable of handling herself but when Elijah reached under the table and squeezed her thigh she knew she wasn’t allowed to talk.
“My wife isn’t a part of this ma’am.” Elijah answered.
“I’d like to hear what she has to say.” Aubrey said looking at Nicki. When his tongue glided over his pink lips Nicki was ready to jump him, but instead she crossed her legs.
“Well, “ She gulped when Elijah pinched her leg. “I think Elijah has worked pretty hard to solidify the company's status and had achieved a great deal of success. I’m sure with you will be very pleased investing into a business that already has a huge amount of success because there’s a greater chance that things will work out for the better.” She let out a sigh of relief as Elijah released her skin from between his fingers.
“Well. I have to go to the ladies room, Tanya, join me?” Sandi asked suddenly, rising from the table. Nicki looked over at Elijah and he nodded at her. So she got up from her seat and followed Sandi into the bathroom. Sandi stopped at the sinks and began fixing her hair and Nicki stood against the counter. “Those shoes are very...high. Your feet not hurting sweetheart?” Sandi asked concerned, she could see the pain all over Nicki’s face.
“No. I’m fine.” Nicki lied looking down at her feet.
“You can be honest with me hun. Don’t worry I won’t tell your husband.” Sandi said with a hint of amusement in her voice. “How long have you and Elijah been married?”
“2 years. We were dating for 3.”
“Mmm, Newlyweds. Still trying to figure this thing out.” Sandi looked at Nicki’s reflection from the mirror. “You’re a very beautiful girl.”
“Thank you.”
“Smart too. Elijah should be happy.”
“He is.”
“Are you?” Nicki was silent, she didn’t know how to respond. “Well let’s get back before Aubrey sends out a search party.” The two laughed at this and walked out of the bathroom only to be stopped by Aubrey himself. “How rude, Aubrey. Left that man at that table by himself.” Sandi teased, she already knew Aubrey didn’t care for him.
“He’ll be fine. Hey ma, can I talk to Oni-tanya for a minute.” The two of them chuckled at the slip up they had both caught earlier. “If that’s ok with you.” He glanced at Nicki who bit her bottom lip.
“Sure.” She answered, right now she didn’t care what the repercussions would be when she got home tonight, or even in the car. Sandi left the two in the hallway as she went back to the table with Elijah.
“So what’s your real name?” Aubrey leaned against the wall, one hand in his pocket. Nicki leaned on the wall opposite of him so they were facing each other.
“Tan-”
“Don’t give me that shit.” Nicki was taken aback by his new found husky voice, quite sexy. “C’mon, what’s your birth name.” He pushed himself off the wall and came closer to her. She tried to back up but the huge wall prevented that from happening.
“O-Onika... Nicki.”
“Everyone calls me Drake.” His sweet breath only inches away from her mouth, she wanted nothing more than to capture the essence of this moment on camera. “So Nicki, I’m going to be straight with you cause I done had enough of your ‘man’,” He spoke in a sarcastic tone. “I’m about ready to go, but I thought I should let you know I’m investing and it doesn't have shit to do with what he was talking about but everything to do with you.”
“What? That’s great but you shouldn’t invest because of me, do it cause you have a legit reason or you believe in the company.” Drake chuckled a bit and then moved so that his body was pressed against Nicki’s. He could feel her heartbeat jumping. He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head against the wall. Nicki’s breath got caught in her throat and it felt like her heart had dropped to her panties because she felt the pulse there.
“I want you Onika.” His voice low and filled with lust. “Let me make this clear, I don’t share what’s mine and from now on that’s what I consider you. Understood?” When she didn’t answer Drake pushed his hips harder against her making her release a moan. “Understood?”
“Mmm, yeah.” She answered lowly. Drake moved his lips to her neck, he flicked her tongue against her skin making her whole body shudder, she hadn’t felt this feeling in months and she was getting it from a guy she hadn’t known but for two hours, but she felt a connection to him. His lips sucked in her skin then nibbled on the sensitive area. “Dr- Drake.” She tried to pull her wrist from his hold but couldn’t.
“Yeah?” He kissed up from her neck, then along her jawline, leaving each spot tingling. “Talk to me baby.”
“Somebody could see us.” Drake lifted his head and their eyes met. Her eyes were screaming out ‘Save me’ and he felt the urgency to let her know he heard her loud and clear. His placed his lips on top of hers. Nicki closed her eyes, opening her mouth , allowing his warm tongue to explore her mouth. He pulled away slowly and placed his forehead on hers.
“The shit that I could do to you.” He bit his lip making Nicki blush. “Come on, let’s get back to the table.” What the hell did she just get herself into?
- - - - -
Getting settled into the car, Nicki clicked her seatbelt on and waited for Elijah to finish saying his goodbyes and thank yous. She caught Drake’s eye, staring at her, she looked down at her lap, trying to hide the huge smile on her face. First task when she got home, change panties. When Elijah got into the car, he was all smiles. Nicki looked down at a text that she just received.
Bye beautiful
She looked up from her phone and out of her window at Drake who winked in her direction. He had gotten her number from Sandi. Sandi pretended that she was interested in going on a lunch date with Nicki soon so that she could ask for her number and then gave it to Drake obviously. “Who’s that?” Elijah asked. Nicki’s head snapped to Elijah as he pulled off from the restaurant.
“My mom.” Nicki answered, making Elijah roll his eyes. They didn’t have the best relationship.
Drake, don’t think that I just go around kissing people or anything, cause I don’t.
Nicki felt the need to let him know, she may have come off easy and that’s the last thing she was. Elijah’s the only man she’s been with her whole 22 years of living.
You think I do? There’s something about you.
Nicki smiled at this. “I’m glad he decided to invest even though you almost fucked it up Tanya.” Nicki’s cocked her head to the side at Elijah’s statement. If it wasn’t for her he’d be ass out right now. She just shook her head.
“Sorry.” She answered.
“Don’t let it happen again. And why didn’t you come back when the woman came back?” He asked, already having forgotten Sandi’s name. Nicki sighed.
“I was using the bathroom, she finished before me.” They stopped at a red light and Elijah turned in his seat to face her.
“Using the bathroom? You were gone entirely too long.” He accused her of lying, even though she was she felt offended. “Don’t do it tonight Onika. I’m in a going mood and you know what that means.” He placed his hand on her thigh and then sped off when the light turned green. Nicki was no way interested in Elijah sexually at the moment. He hadn’t been satisfying for a while now and it would be rude to have sex with him while wishing it was Drake the whole time.
Wish it were you instead of him :/
She surprised herself by her forwardness but it was true.
It’ll be me soon enough
Hope so
“Would you stop texting!? Damn.” Elijah was getting agitated. Here he is, just got maybe the biggest investor of his career and all Nicki could do was text on the phone, to her mother nonetheless, who didn’t like him. He always felt like they were talking about him.
“Fine.” Nicki answered, She discreetly checked her phone as another text came through.
See you at your house on Thursday
She had forgotten. Elijah had insisted that he host a dinner at their house so Drake could meet some of his colleagues. How was she going to do this? It was exciting but wrong all at the same time, nit to mention dangerous.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Challenge! - Solved
S/o to Teamminajbarbz fir getting all 23. Post will be up tmorow @7pm est.
Warning this letter ain’t nothin fancy
Dear Onika Tanya Maraj,
Can I just say... Damn.
I had this all planned out and then I saw your face
Those dimples, those legs
That....ass.
Uh hum, excuse me..
Those eyes, that smile
them...thighs.
Woah, I-I’m sorry.
Your heart like a pillow
I’ll lay my head on it and when one side gets cold
I’ll flip it over and warm you up with the bubbling love I’ve got for you
Baby, when you gone, Alicia Keys ain’t got shit on my blues
Cause I’m fallin, and aint no one or nothin’ if I ain’t got you
When I first met you, couldn’t wait until you knew my name
It was like a teenage love song
And don’t worry baby, I love you so much I wouldn’t hesitate to put it in a love song
Damn girl, you got my head gone
And baby just so we clear we could have this dutty love whenever you want
I’ll hold yuh ‘til ya body go numb
And we can have sweet dreams , til the world ends
Just for the record, I’m not worry’n about where dem girls at
Cause I got a girl that make me crazy, some may even say...out of my mind
I don’t give a fuck, cause my chick bad
Got them other bitches mad
And we could set it off out this bitch
Sending you this letter baby, hope you write back
Memba that time I had you up all night
While the sun rose you leaned over, sweetly kissed my lips
then whispered a sweet “Hello, good morning”
And then you let me hit it in the mornin
Yeah you remember that same day you told me I was your favorite rapper
I let you sit on my face...
You turning red already..Sorry baby I ain’t thru
You have something that’s so unforgettable
Taking this time out from missin you to write this letter to you
I hope this makes you feel the same way I do when I get those messages from you
Just one more thing before I wrap this up
I know you were worried about the headlines
If I was only doing this for the cameras
It’s true they going to be in my business
but that don’t have nothing to do with these feelings I got for you
Truth is, I’m stuck on you Ms. Maraj
and as long as you’re mine, we’ll be fine
Look what you’ve done.. got me writing love letters and shit
SMH
P.S I hate sleeping alone so hurry yo ass home! I know you miss me.
Warning this letter ain’t nothin fancy
Dear Onika Tanya Maraj,
Can I just say... Damn.
I had this all planned out and then I saw your face
Those dimples, those legs
That....ass.
Uh hum, excuse me..
Those eyes, that smile
them...thighs.
Woah, I-I’m sorry.
Your heart like a pillow
I’ll lay my head on it and when one side gets cold
I’ll flip it over and warm you up with the bubbling love I’ve got for you
Baby, when you gone, Alicia Keys ain’t got shit on my blues
Cause I’m fallin, and aint no one or nothin’ if I ain’t got you
When I first met you, couldn’t wait until you knew my name
It was like a teenage love song
And don’t worry baby, I love you so much I wouldn’t hesitate to put it in a love song
Damn girl, you got my head gone
And baby just so we clear we could have this dutty love whenever you want
I’ll hold yuh ‘til ya body go numb
And we can have sweet dreams , til the world ends
Just for the record, I’m not worry’n about where dem girls at
Cause I got a girl that make me crazy, some may even say...out of my mind
I don’t give a fuck, cause my chick bad
Got them other bitches mad
And we could set it off out this bitch
Sending you this letter baby, hope you write back
Memba that time I had you up all night
While the sun rose you leaned over, sweetly kissed my lips
then whispered a sweet “Hello, good morning”
And then you let me hit it in the mornin
Yeah you remember that same day you told me I was your favorite rapper
I let you sit on my face...
You turning red already..Sorry baby I ain’t thru
You have something that’s so unforgettable
Taking this time out from missin you to write this letter to you
I hope this makes you feel the same way I do when I get those messages from you
Just one more thing before I wrap this up
I know you were worried about the headlines
If I was only doing this for the cameras
It’s true they going to be in my business
but that don’t have nothing to do with these feelings I got for you
Truth is, I’m stuck on you Ms. Maraj
and as long as you’re mine, we’ll be fine
Look what you’ve done.. got me writing love letters and shit
SMH
With much love
Aubrey
P.S I hate sleeping alone so hurry yo ass home! I know you miss me.
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