Congo stood and watched the stage, waiting for his mate to begin his part of the performance. He had told Congo that tonight was a tribute to R&B... whatever that was. Damn, Congo was going to have to really start to educate himself in music. It was important to his little bird, and Congo wanted to be able to support him in every way.
Sighing, Congo realized he had a lot of things he was going to have to learn, if he was going to keep up with his mate. s**t, just thinking about the look on his mate’s face when Congo had asked what R&B was, had Congo damn near blushing all over again. Congo thought his man was going to hyperventilate.
Congo had explained that since he hadn’t left his realm since Malik died, he had no way to keep up on things like songs or dancing, or social things of to
