Chapter 26

Kehlani POV

I was so engrossed into the show on tv I fail to notice how much Bey put her weight on me I was about to say something till I heard soft little snores leaving her beautiful lips

I just don't understand how could someone like her end up with someone like him the man can't even humble himself to see he has one of the most rarest females ever

A woman who cooks, a woman who cleans, a woman who can handle her own and his, a woman who's as soft as cotton yet fierce as a bear

A woman like Beyoncé is hard to find, yet he cheats and makes her cry the part that pisses me off most is the fact my own children don't even seem to like him he can't even do the simplest things

If it were me if Beyoncé would've just stayed with me till morning that night I would be her husband

I'd cook with her, take half the house chores, spend time with her and the kids, go on dates with her, fuck her walls up so good she'll be bent at a sixty degree angle, and then I'd make sweet passionate love to her caressing her beautiful skin as I take my time praising and worshipping every part of her that she deems unlovable or unfit

I'd kiss it better every scar, every stretch mark, every beauty mark the dances across her creamy mocha skin

I'd love her for as she is, everything she isn't, and everything she aspires to be I'll love her with no limits I'd love her without any faults

Hell I'll even let her meet my mama and I never brought a chick to meet my mama, but Beyoncé is no ordinary woman she is a woman of substance she has her faults, but they just make me love her more

"What have you done to me?" I ask in a whisper in awe that even her sleeping form still leaves me breathless as I slowly try and lay her down she opens her eyes and grips my forearm

"Stay with me just a little while longer." Beyoncé's soft voice speaks and I couldn't even find it in my heart to say no to her as I got more comfortable on the bed and held her protectively in arms placing a peck on her lips as she falls back asleep holding onto me