"Mr. Michel?"
"Yes, little dove?" He said and Aaliyah smiled at nickname.
"Don't you have..."
"Stop worrying about me. I'll take somewhere for breakfast when you're ready." He told her dropping a kiss on her forehead and releasing her from his grip.
Aaliyah was so grateful she'd finished showering and dressing up before he woke up. She felt like she wouldn't know what to do if he was awake before her, watching her do her morning routine while Devonte was quite disappointed. She was dressed in a black jeans and a grey shirt, her hair pulled into a ponytail, some curls escaping the confinement. What he liked most of her face;her eyes were lined with kohl.
He'd hurriedly cleaned his mouth with the new set of mouth hygiene stuff she'd given him. After returning them to her when he had fin
