Sweet Greg

"And what can I do to appease my angel?" Greg walked up to me as I sat on the sofa, obviously angry at him for abandoning me alone in his huge house. He sure knew how to get to me, even when he annoyed me. I stole a side glance at his cute face, braced with a neatly shaved beard and pink lips. "Gosh! He’s just as handsome as he could be annoying," I thought. He was still all smiles, revealing his beautiful set of teeth, while I faked an angry look, pouting and refusing the urge to let out a blush.

"Probably you should go back to the lovers that kept you back at work all day; I’m sure they’ll be willing to entertain your almighty appease!" I replied curtly, still struggling to conceal how much I wanted to just give him a bear hug. I picked up my novel, "What Men Want," by Valerie Lynch and shoved it in his face to prevent him from exploring the weakness of my desire for him, even though I knew the lines at this moment were irrelevant compared to his presence. "I need to play hard; it’ll be fun torturing his emotions," I thought, letting out a smirk.

"Ouch, I’m hurt," he replied, squeezing his chest as though he had angina, making me put away the novel.

"My darling King, please do not die here; go back to those you devoted your attention to today and wriggle yourself there." I said mockingly, dragging his hand from his clothes and down to his side. I gently spread his squeezed chest carefully back on his chest. "Now, scuttle to them, baby, and please stay the whole weekend; thank God it’s Friday (TGIF)." I gently pushed him away as he struggled to his feet. I always enjoyed our pretentious lovers' fights. It was my turn today to hit him hard, even though he told me he had an engagement to attend after work. I chose to be partially inconsiderate and obstinate in a loving manner. I never liked light-skinned men, but whoever backed Greg up to win my heart was doing a great job. His height was in equilibrium with his physique; I’ve never liked thin or fat guys.

Being a dark-skinned chocolate beauty, my puffy cheeks easily broadened my smiles, giving my moderately fixed eyelashes a captivating enchantment. Greg was a bit taller than me, but I refused to concede and would always stand by his shoulder, comparing heights and occasionally lifting my feet to be on par with him.

"Well, I guess my Queen has given me the order to find an alternative lady to spend the summer vacation with?" Greg replied with a pitiful face and a teasing smile as he brought out two tickets. I flung the novel on the sofa and jumped right at him to grab the tickets, which he quickly withdrew behind him, lashing out his tongue to mock me in the process.

"Come on, baby, somebody cannot play with you again." I tickled his side while he struggled not to react. "You know I missed you". I said, giving him a tight and passionate hug. I was glad to finally be in his arms, savoring the sweetness of his fragrance and how much I missed him.
"I love you too, Angel." He said. I knew this was a style he adopted whenever I delayed expressing my love for him. My blush became very obvious from his words as my eyes peered at the ticket, revealing a paid vacation to Dubai. This was one experience I have always longed for, and I could not be happier that my fiancé came through. My hold on him got a little tighter as I passionately wallowed in love.

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"Is this the part you squeeze life out of me?" Greg said jokingly as I loosened my grip on him a little and lavished a peck on his cheeks.

"Let me dish your food before your people think I'm starving you!" I replied, upon hearing the churning sounds emanating from his abdomen.

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