Curvy Moments 2

I heard a crashing noise and sighed. I clapped to turn the lights on and took my sleeping mask off. I got my robe and bat and walked out of my room. I seen a light coming from the kitchen I walked in and seen Kobe at the table. I rolled my eyes and put the bat down. "What the f**k are you doing Kobe?" I asked. He drunk from the bottle of liquor then looked at me. His eyes were bloodshot. "I can't marry her Kamilla," he said. "I miss you too much." He put the blunt to his lips and inhaled it. I walked over to where he was and got a glass. I had poured some of the liquor into it. "You didn't miss me when I was in jail," I said. He scoffed and passed me the blunt. "You still on that s**t? I know I f****d up, you can't never let s**t go," he said. "How the f**k am I supposed to let go the man I loved and been through hell and back with just drop me because if some minor setback?" I asked. "How the f**k was I supposed to know you were coming back? Or in jail?" He asked. "I was going to tell you!" I yelled. "Nah f**k that!" He yelled back. He threw the bottle of liquor causing it to get everywhere and glass all on the floor. "I was your fuckin' man, I didn't know what was go on! You didn't tell me s**t!" "I went to fuckin' jail for you Kobe," I said. "Nobody asked you to," he said. He came over to me and held my face in his hands. I looked in his eyes and sighed. I grabbed his hand rubbing it. To say I didn't miss Kobe was a lie. I've missed him ever since I went to jail, but he moved on and is now engaged to that b***h. "Tell me you want me and I won't marry her. Kamilla I know you want there to be an us, baby come on," he whispered. "Kobe-" "Kamilla..I need you," He said. He smashed his lips against mine. I let him kiss me he slid his tongue in my mouth and we started kissing like crazy. He picked me up and sat me on the island. He started to kiss my neck causing me to moan. "K-Kobe we can't," I moaned out. He ignored me and started to kiss down my body. A second later I felt his warm tongue on my p***y. "Kobe stop," I said. I pushed him away and got off the counter. "We can't," I said. He looked at me and chuckled. "So you don't want me?" He asked. "I didn't say that," I said. "Seems like you don't tho," he said. "You're engaged! You should be marrying me not fuckin' her!" I yelled. "Let's go get married now then, right fuckin' now," he said. "Kobe you're drunk you're not thinking right," I said. "No. I'm thinking right baby," he said. He held my hands in his and got on one knee. "Kamilla, will you marry me?" He asked.