3 days later
*Raya*
“You look tired”. Zay says as we enter our small apartment and I go to grab a bottle of water from the fridge in the tea kitchen. “Are you sure you are okay.
“Yeah, it has just been a stressful morning”. We have been planning the ball, and making one of the smaller houses on the ground into a disco. “And you … saying those things.. in that way ... I can’t stop thinking about it … and it distracted me”.
Zay had found it amusing to whisper naughty things in my ear, I guess my man is getting needy.
He is biting his lip softly. “Why is that ?”
“Well ... I mean ... I never really heard you talk dirty to me before ... and it was kind off a turn on”. I walk over to the kitchen counter and lean on it.
Zay slowly walks closer. “Sorry, but I really missed you and I do want
