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Rebecca 
                          
My job for today, until Andre comes home, is to keep the couch warm, it's my favorite. I'm watching TV alone at home admiring different aspects of my home without realizing it. Andre should be coming home any time now and I'm super excited to see him. 
                          
I'm like a child waiting for it's favorite food. Through the noise of the show, I hear the garage door open and close. I sit criss cross on the sofa in my bra and pajama shorts. There's some weird noises and the door opens, "Becks! I'm home!" He calls out, "In the living room!" I yell back standing to my feet. 
                          
He walks around the corner in sweats with a blank tee and a jacket zipped halfway. His face breaks out into a smile as I walk towards him, "Hey baby." He smirks as I get closer, "You look hot." I roll my eyes and wrap my arms around his neck, "Well you told me to be ready." 
                          
He nods letting his duffle drop, "That I did." I rub the back of his neck, "You know we have forty minutes before we have to be there." He says bending down and squeezes my butt, "You have to shower." I tease running my thumb over his chin, "Five minutes tops." He smiles making me laugh, "I think we can spare five minutes." 
                          
His eyes light up and he grabs my thighs, picking me up. I hold his neck as he walks towards the stairs, "Where are we going?" I ask through small laughs, "Don't worry about it." He smiles watching himself on the stairs, "Excuse me?" I smile as I speak. 
                          
He walks into our bedroom and bypasses the bed, "Dre I'm not showering with you! I already did my hair and my makeup!" He sits me down on the counter top and kisses my neck, "I mean not right now obviously." He purrs into my ear, "But at some point you're gonna cave in." He kisses my jaw. 
                          
I close my eyes and feel his lips against my neck, "Until then," He pauses and blows a raspberry against my skin. I burst into a fit of laughter and push his face away from my neck, "Ew!" He laughs taking a couple steps back. 
                          
The smile on his face is filled with pure joy and he can't stop laughing. I watch as he kicks off his sneakers and takes off his jacket, "I totally had you." He claps his hands and points at me before stripping down to his boxers.
                          
 I hop down and join in on the laughter, "No way." He throws his head back and scoffs through his laughter, "Get in the shower!" I shove him laughing, "I totally had you!" He yells from the bathroom. Which he did at some point, but I can't cave into him right now.
                          
I open the closet doors and make my way over to my clothes. I slide off my shorts and stare at the open drawer containing my jeans and pull out an old pair of skinny jeans. They fit like their supposed to considering the bit of elastic worked into the waist band, plus the hole in the knee is cute. I decide on a thinner material for a shirt and slip on a long sleeve pink sweater. 
                          
I slip on some socks and then some checkered vans, "It's missing something." I whisper checking out my full body trying to figure out what's missing. The shower turns off, "Babe I need your opinion!" I shout staring at my clothes in one of the giant mirrors. 
                          
"Hold on girl!" I roll my eyes as I hear the laughter in his voice. Andre walks in with a towel wrapped around his waist, "I like the combination." He smiles, "You should wear it more often." I smile and turn around to see him dropping his towel and slipping into some boxers.
                          
"You should wear those less often." He throws his head back laughing, "Shut up!" I bite my lip as I stand back watching him get dressed. He slips on some black skinny jeans with holes, "You just gonna watch?" I nod, "Mhmm." He shakes his head, "You know I like my space." He moves his arms around, "And you're like all in my space." He's smiling wide. 
                          
He crosses his arms and stares at me, "I can get in your space." I say walking over to him and lay my hands on his arms, "But I wouldn't want to disturb the beauty process." He laughs, "So I'm gonna go, but just know I'm never not going to watch you getting dressed or taking the clothes off." He nods, "I'll remember that." He takes his bottom lip in between his teeth as I walk back into the bedroom. 
                          
I sit down on the side of the bed and pick at the holes in my jeans. Dre walks out with a shirt on, "Don't you move, I'm getting a hold of you before we leave." He runs into the bathroom to fix his hair. I smile as he runs his fingers through his curls adding products. 
                          
He's such a girl sometimes, and by that I mean there's times we can't go out and do anything if he hasn't fixed his hair by adding a product. 
                          
The water runs as he washes his hands, "You're going to make us late." I tease and he fake laughs from the bathroom, "Shut up!" He laughs jogging back into the closet to put on shoes. I hear him shuffle and drawers open and close. He comes out with socks in one hand and shoes in the other. 
                          
He sits down on my lap as he slips on his shoes, "You're ridiculous." I laugh kissing his shoulder, "And you love it." He wiggles his hips making me laugh, "Stop!" He stands up and turns to face me, "Well?" He hold out his arms, "Gorgeous." He smiles and stands with my leg in between both of his, "I didn't say to talk about yourself." 
                          
I roll my eyes and he just smiles, "Hey." He speaks softly, "I love you." He holds my face squishing my cheeks, "I love you." I hook my finger through his belt loop and he takes a small step forward. 
                          
He runs his fingers through my hair, "I know everything has been rough the past couple weeks, but I'm so proud of you. Nothing will change no matter what happens out there in the real world, alright?" I nod, "Its always gonna be you and me." I stand up and wrap my arms around his waist.
                          
"Don't listen to anybody and all their negativity," he wraps his arms around my shoulders and rests his mouth against my head, "I love you more than anything in this whole world." I squeeze him tighter and he holds my hormones together, "So when you're ready, we're going to get in the car and tear up this dinner." He says chuckling. 
                          
I rest my chin on his chest, "I love you baby." He kisses me as the words leave my mouth. His body molds artistically with mine no matter what we're doing. We were made for each other, "And now I'm ready." He chuckles softly, "Well lets go then." He kisses my forehead and we separate from each other's grasp.
                          
I meet up with him downstairs, "You are so hot!" He yells coming down the steps shrugging on his black jacket, "Did you change?" I ask crossing my arms, "I put on a hoodie." He fixes his hood so it's out and not tucked in to the black slightly puffy jacket, "You ready?" I nod grabbing my purse, "That jacket helps your ass pop." He smacks my ass as we go out to the garage. 
                          
I found this jean jacket at a thrift store a couple months back and the inside is lined with fluffy material. The warmth of this jacket is surreal. I ride passenger as he gets in the driver seat, "Did you get your car detailed?" I ask looking at the shining inside, "Yeah, there was a funky smell in here and I couldn't take it anymore." He chuckles turning the key and the engine warms up. 
                          
"I like it." I buckle up and turn on the seat warmer. Dre hits the button above his head and the door behind us opens. We back out and close the door back. The Bluetooth connects to his phone and music starts to play. I smile as he dances and raps along to the song, he's so funny.