Page 167 of River & Crown
Kyree:
That's a grown-ass man. Why you gotta feed him?
Kysre:
That's what a wife does.
Honey:
Please. She's about to pop that pussy all over that man's beard.
Me:
Facts! That's her fav eater, and she's his fav meal.
Chosyn:
Mind the pussy whose orgasms you feel!!
Kyree:
Kysre:
And with that I'm gone
Honey:
Big Chosyn
Chosyn:
River,you good?
Me:
No, but I will be... hopefully. Fuck niggas!!
Honey:
I'm omw to her.
Chosyn:
Good. I love you.
Me:
I love you, too.
I locked my phone and rolled onto my side. Reaching for Crown's pillow, my arms wrapped around it naturally. I buried my face into it and inhaled, hoping for comfort, but the scent of him was barely there.
Why wasn't he sleeping here?
Was his bed no longer comfortable without me in it?
Did he find someone else?
Was it Syn?
