Drake stood naked in the middle of his bedroom, a white bath towel wrapped securely around his waist, he looked up at the large flat screen tv mounted on the wall, closely studying the commentators and the basketball game that showed on the screen, as if he was going to be quizzed on it. Drake was so caught up in the game he didn't hear Tae walk in. She quietly laid on the bed, patiently waiting for a commercial break to say something to him. She looked at his perfect back, family members and the late great singer Aaliyah on tattooed on his back, the trademark OVO owl sitting higher upon his shoulder.
"Who's winning?" Drake turned around with a small smile.
"The Bulls." He answered her, walking closer to the bed and leaning over to kiss her. "How was your meeting? You never told me how
