~Nivea
A grin spread across his face and I chuckled, “Yass!” He punched the air. “I knew it wasn’t just me,”
“But still…This can’t work…”
“Shush… Shush…” he placed a finger on my lips. “We can worry about that later. The girl I love just told me she is in love with me too,” he said gleefully, then lifted me and twirled me around.
I chuckled loudly, my hands settling around his neck. He finally stopped spinning me and I stumbled a bit, it was quite eye-rolling.
“When did you find out?” I asked as the curious cat that I was.
“The second day we had sex. I knew there was something about you that I couldn’t just let you be,"
I cocked a brow at him, “You mean you were pussy whipped,” I teased and he burst out laughing.
He nodded, “Yeah I definitely was,” he snickered. “When I knew it was getting quite deep and serious was during our first fight and the distance. I realized I didn’t want to do life without you in it,” the intensity in his eyes told me he meant it.
His words were doing thin
