“I like this.” Nicki said as she kissed Drakes neck.
“Yeah?”
“Umhm.”
Nicki had been over at Drake’s all morning. They had been in Drake’s bed
watching TV, kissing, cuddling, and enjoying each other’s company.
“It's
almost eleven.” Drake caressed her cheek.
“So.”
Nicki said as she kissed his temple.
“So,
let's go out somewhere.”
“Like
where Drake?” Nicki was starting to get irritated. She didn’t want to go out
anywhere. She just wanted to stay in with him.
“Like
the mall. Let me take you shopping.”
“To
the mall? As in a public mall?”
“Yeah
the mall.” Nicki looked at Drake like he had two heads. “What?”
“Drake
I’m not going to a public mall.”
“Why?
We can’t be like regular people and enjoy ourselves at the mall?”
“No
because were not regular people. We’re Nicki Minaj and Drake.”
“Please?”
Drake flipped Nicki over and devoured her neck. He was sucking like his life
depended on it.
“Aubrey”
Nicki moaned. “Aubrey stop it your gonna leave a hickey.” Drake popped up.
“Then
say yes.”
“No.”
“Your
choice.” Drake moved to her neck again and continued.
“Okay”
Nicki said softly.
“Hmm?”
Drake continued.
“Okay”
Nicki said a little louder.
“Hmm?”
“Okay!
Okay okay okay. I’ll go.” Nicki giggled.
Drake
didn’t stop. He kept sucking and nipping at the skin on her neck. When he was
finished he lifted up and kissed her lips. The two shared a passionate kiss and
when they broke apart they were both out of breath. Drake rolled off of Nicki
and onto his back.
“You
know you’re really good at that.”
“I
know.” Nicki got up and went over to Drake’s mirror to look at her neck and there
it was, a deep purple hickey right where he had been sucking.
“Oh,
look what you did.” She grabbed a pillow from his nearby couch and threw it at
him.
Drake
had his ear-to-ear smile on his face. “Hey it's not my fault your skin is so
luscious. Come here.”
“No.”
Nicki giggled then ran out of the room. Drake jumped up and chased her out into
the hall. He grabbed her by the waist to lift her up and carried her back to
his room then plopped down on the couch so that she was straddling his lap. Nicki
kissed him and ran her hands up his muscular bare chest. His hands stayed
planted on her hips until she pulled away.
“But
seriously babe I’m not even dressed to go out.”
“You
look fine. You'll blend in even better this way.” Nicki had on a pair of black
leggings, a pink fitted tee, and hardly any makeup but she looked beautiful to
him.
“But
I don’t have a wig and you gave me this.” she pointed to the hickey on her neck.
“Your
hair is pretty you don’t need a wig.” He said while playing with her ponytail.
“And besides, now everyone will know you’re mine.”
“If
anyone recognizes me without a wig and sees my hair my life will be over.”
“You’re
so dramatic.” he said as she laid her head on his shoulder. “I’m sure your fans
would love to see your hair.” Drake stroked her back.
“Well
they’ll have to wait until pigs fly.” Drake pulled the hair tie out of Nicki’s
hair and it fell to her shoulders.
“Now
you just have to wear some shades like me. It’ll be fun I promise. Okay?
Nicki
sighed. “Okay.” She still wasn’t convinced.
*****
Drake
and Nicki had been having a great time roaming around the mall. Nicki had
forgotten how fun the mall could be. She so was use to having her stuff brought
to her by her team. So far no one had spotted them and Drake had bought Nicki
everything she wanted. She had some new dresses, a couple pairs of heels, and
some designer jeans. As the two were walking towards the Gucci store hand in
hand Nicki spotted a photo booth.
“Oh!
Babe look! I haven’t been in one of those in forever.”
“Well
let’s go then.” Nicki smiled and pulled Drake over to the booth. The two had
fun taking pictures and then went to White and Black because Nicki wanted to
pick out some clothes for Drake.
“Do
you like this?” Nicki held up a red cashmere turtleneck sweater. It was cold
since it was almost December and she wanted to help him pick out his winter
wardrobe.
“Yeah
but I think I like the black one better.” Drake wrapped his arms around her
waist and pulled her close.
“You
and your black. I’m trying to give you a little color in your life.”
“Hey,
I don’t always wear black but that sweater does look better in black.”
“Fine.”
After picking up a few more things, the two decided to go to the movies.
“What
about… Olympus has Fallen.”
“Umm
okay. I haven’t seen a preview for it one but it sounds good.” Wrong. From the
time the movie started Nicki was not feeling it at all. From the title she
thought it would be an adventure movie with some fantasy mixed with sci-fi. She
had no idea it would be blood and gore.
“Drake
can we leave.” She whined and hid her face into his neck. That torturing scene
had just come on and she couldn’t stand it anymore.
“What
baby you don’t like it? Drake’s eyes were still fixed on the screen.” He loved
these types of movies.
“Nooo.
Please let's go.” Drake was really into the movie and wanted to finish it but
if it would make her happy they would leave. To his surprise Nicki didn't want
to leave but instead watch another movie. They were now watching Tyler Perry's
new movie Temptations: Confessions of a Marriage Counselor and he was bored out
of his mind. They were about 40 minutes into the movie when Drake thought of
another way to keep himself occupied. He lifted the divider and slid her into
his lap then started kissing her neck.
“Babe
I’m trying to watch the movie.”
“Drake
kissed her hand. “I’m bored.” he whispered into her ear and she felt chills down
her body.
“Please.”
Nicki gave him her best puppy dog face and even in the dark he could still see
her pretty brown eyes.
“Fine…”
Drake smirked. “but you have to sit here.”
“Fine
with me.” she snuggled into him and enjoyed the rest of the movie. When it was
over the lights came back on and Nicki looked up to see Drake sleeping.
*****
Back
at Nicki's house they were in her home studio because Nicki wanted him to hear
a beat. She was considering putting it on her new album and having him featured
on the song.
“This
is a good beat.” Drake smiled and Nicki smiled back.
“Yeah
it’s got a good flow.” She sat on his lap in the office chair that he was
sitting in and kissed him again for the hundredth time that day. She couldn’t
get enough of his lips. They were having a full on make out session when Safaree
came into the room. The chair wasn’t facing him so he couldn’t make out what
Nicki was doing. Once he realized that Nicki was kissing Drake he was livid.
How could she play him like this? Only two days ago she was locking lips with
him and now she was making out with Drake. He needed to get rid of Drake. He
was wrecking any chance of them ever getting back together.
“Nicki
get off of him.” Safaree was speaking through clenched teeth and his fists were
baled up tight. Nicki recognized Safaree’s voice and immediately felt violated.
Was he stalking them? Why does he always
have to fuck up our moments?
“Safaree
what are you doing here?”
“What
am I doing here? What are you doing here with him?” Safaree pointed to Drake.
“Him
has a name and you know what it is.”
“Yeah
it’s white boy.” Safaree looked Drake dead in the eyes. “So get the fuck off my
woman.”
Drake
gently slid Nicki off of his lap and got up to face Safaree. “Your woman? Are
you out of your mind?” Drake was seriously starting to think that. She’s not
yours and I think she’s made that pretty clear to you.”
“Stay
away from her.” Safaree pointed his finger in his Drakes face.
“She
loves me not you.”
“Oh
really, has she told you that?”
“What
Nicki and I tell each other is none of your business.”
“She
doesn’t love you man she loves me. She always loved me.”
“And
yet I’m the one kissing her.” Drake challenged.
“Yeah
you’re not the only one kissing her.” Safaree smirked.
“Safaree.”
Nicki said sternly from across the room.
“What?
You haven’t told him yet?” Safaree asked. “Well this should be fun. Do you want
to tell him or should I?”
“Safaree
please don’t do this to me.”
“No
Nicki, what is he talking about?” Drake wasn’t a dummy and he could sense
something was going on between them and he was going to find out what. Drake
looked at Nicki and waited for an answer but he didn’t get one. Nicki just
stared at the ground. She couldn’t bear to look at him.
“She
kissed me white boy.” Safaree broke the silence.
“Safaree!”
Nicki yelled. Drake couldn’t speak. He couldn’t look at either of them. The
whole great day they had just had was a lie. All of it was a lie. He quickly
got himself together and headed for the door but Nicki ran in front of him and
blocked his way. She placed both of her hands on each side of his face.
“Baby
look at me.”
“Stop.”
“Look
at me.” Drake reluctantly looked down into her eyes.
“I
love you. Only you. Safaree and I are nothing. I love you.”
“How
convenient.” And with that Drake made his way back up the stairs and out the
front door. Nicki was crying at this point. She didn’t want to speak to Safaree
ever again but the worst part was that she was leaving to go back on tour
in two days. There was no way she’d be able to fix this in two days. Another
thing ruined by Safaree. Why me?