Chapter FourThe next day
Menace sat on the bed cleaning his gun, looking back and forth between his banga and Jumanji playing on the television’s screen. While he was handling the task at hand, Shatira was taking a shower and singing Ella Mai’s Boo’d up.
Feelings, so deep in my feelings
No, this ain't really like me
Can't control my anxiety
Feeling, like I'm touching the ceiling
When I'm with you I can't breathe
Boy, you do something to me
A smile spread across Menace’s lips hearing his angel singing her heart out. It was something about her angelic voice that made his heart swell with love for her. He knew in his heart that she was the one for him and his choice to marry her was the greatest decision he’d ever made.
“Who you in there singing about, boo?” Menace called out to her.
