Hey guys! I'm back with another chapter! I appreciate the feedback I've gotten so far from my followers! I'm still struggling to find a central conflict or antagonist for the main plot of the story. But until then I want to focus on Jazmine and Cindy's love life, not that that's not interesting enough. This chapter gives a background of what campus life is for Jazmine and Cindy and how they look to each other for comforta and guidance. Warning: This chapter contains LEMONS! This story is in full support to the LGBTQ community! Please read and review! Let me know what ya'll think!

Jazmine made her way through the Science and Technology building to get to her next and final class of the day. Although it was Friday and this class was annoyingly right after lunch when Jazmine usually is ready for her nap, she had to battle forcing herself to attend it anyway. It was Mammal Anatomy! She had a solid A in that class and she hated that the teacher still wanted to show on Friday afternoons,, but she decided to be a good student and went non-the-less.

She stopped at the women's bathroom to use the toilet real quick. As she pushed the door open, the first thing she saw was Baltimore College Women's Basketball schedule poster, with Cindy smack in the center holding a basketball on her hip and her hand on the other, with her two senior power forwards on either side.

Even as a sophomore in college, Cindy was praised above most senior athletes in the school, which was very impressive. Cindy was in their home team white uniform, with golden letters and maroon outlining. Her right, half-sleeve tattoo of a lemur with bright golden eyes sitting on a branch holding a pomegranate was clearly visible. Jazmine smiled as she thought about when they went to go get their first tattoos. As she looked at Cindy's face, it was one that she's seen too many times: the face she made when she was focused, serious, ready to attack, like a tiger stalking his prey, waiting for the right moment.

Jazmine bit her lower lip looking at her girlfriend but quickly snapped out of it. She forgot why she even came in here. She walked into one of the stalls and used the facilities while she heard two other girls walking in talking, clacking their heels on the tile floor.

"Oh! Look, Rachel!" one girl said pointing at the poster. "They finally put up their schedule!...After the season is more than halfway finished." Rachel laughed while walking over to the sink to fluff her hair.

"You know our Media Club is sorry. No wonder they're getting shut down," she said bitterly. "But by the looks of Cynthia McPhearson," she walked back over to the poster. "I'd say they're doing something right." Jazmine damn near broke the toilet paper holder.

"Chill, Rach, you know she's taken," the other girl said. Rachel rolled her eyes and simply flipped her golden waves.

"Of course I know," she grunted. "She parades that high-yellow mulatto around like a prized monkey." Jazmine slowly blew out of her nose. Those were two things she would never get used to: girls always hitting on Cindy and racists referring her to high-yellow or mulatto. "I'm not even gay, but I'd definitely let Cindy turn me out." That's it….

Jazmine calmly finished pulling up her jeans, patted herself down and opened the stall door open. She simply walked out and met eyes with the two girls who immediately looked stunned to see her. Jazmine just continued to walk towards the sink with a saucy sway in her hips and a smirk on her face.

The other girl looked scared out of her wits and started backing off slowly, while Rachel stood her ground and just looked Jazmine up and down. As Jazmine turned the water on and washed her hands, she looked up at the mirror and saw that the girls were still staring at her.

"Well don't get silent now…Rachel was it?" Jazmine turned the water off and turned around. Rachel rolled her eyes and put her hand on her bony hip. Jazmine picked up the roll of paper towels that was never in its container and pulled off a couple, drying her hands. "You got an awful lot to say about me and my girlfriend. So why don't you say it to my face?"

"I don't have nothing to say to you half-breed," Rachel spat out. At that Jazmine just lightly chuckled as she looked down and started taking off her hoops. So a bitch wanna die today, Jazmine thought. "Cindy's just with you because you are a tasteless and boring slut with a fat ass. Maybe you should let her see what it's like to be with a real woman." The other girl's eyes got wide in fear realizing that Rachel could be dropped at any second.

"A Real woman huh?" Jazmine said walking up to Rachel sizing her up. Rachel was breaking her tough façade and was now visibly shaking. "From the looks of your chapped fingernail polish, your visible hair extension clip-ins, your heels that are a full size too big, and your fake Louis Vuitton bag, I'd say you've fallen short," Jazmine calmly retorted. "A half-decent human being wouldn't even waste a breath of life on you." Rachel got in her face with her fists balled.

"I'm warning you bitch," she growled. "Don't fuck with me, or I'll have you as my kitchen wench!" Jazmine was literally laughing in her face. The fact that this girl thought she looked intimidating was quite humorous.

"Are you done yet? I'd love to give you this ass-whoopin but I'm about to be late for an oral exam with my girlfriend," Rachel was triggered. "So Knuck if you. Buck Hoe!" Jazmine sent Rachel flying towards the wall. Her back hit the wall with such a force, the wind got knocked out of her. Jazmine turned back around, fluffed her hair, adjusted her 'girls' and cutely puckered her lips at herself. Then walked past a coughing and shaking Rachel on the floor, being comforted by her friend, and out the door.

Jazmine walked right past her classroom and towards the lobby of the building. Fuck it, she thought. That whole dilemma just pissed her off for the day and she was just ready to get home. She stormed out the doors and made her way to the Student Union.

She looked at her phone for the time, which read 1:15 pm. At this time, Cindy should be done with class but she had individuals practice until 2:30. Cindy's busy schedule made it hard for them to spend time together during the day, pretty much during the week. But that was only during the winter when their season was underway. It was nearing the Conference tournament and she knew how overworked Cindy could get, so she didn't want to stress her out even more. But as of now, Jazmine really needed her. She went to her messages and started to text her.

To: Zaddyyy

Hey baby. Please text me when you get the chance. XOXO

She walked the rest of the way to the Student Union, hoping she would get the message soon. It's times like this that she didn't feel very safe and the only person who did was the school's popular starting point guard.

BEEEEEEEEEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! Cindy crossed the baseline just in time before the buzzer went off. She immediately clasped her hands above her head, opening up her lungs for air. Her breaths were rugged but deep. Fridays were strength and conditioning days for individuals practices. She had just finished her ninth 'Suicide' and had this last one to go.

The Conference tournament was 2 weeks away but even though she was more than in-shape, she always disciplined herself to go above and beyond. It was honestly one of her faults. One would say she was damn near a perfectionist. When it came to her athletics, academics, family and especially her relationship, she didn't mess around.

"Let's go McPhearson!" Coach Burton shouted from the score table. "You got one more then you're done for today! Show me you deserve to start next weekend!" He positioned his whistle in his mouth. Cindy rolled her eyes, like he didn't know damn well she was starting, but she NEVER took her position for granted. She knew that every spot on the team was earned not given. "Let's see what kind of a leader you are." Her usual time for a single 'Suicide' was 25 seconds. He reached over to the score device and decreased the timer by 5 seconds. Cindy silently groaned and positioned herself at the baseline. Sometimes she was convinced that he flat out wants to kill her.

She got in running position and waited for his whistle….BEEP! Cindy took off. She touched the free-throw line with her hand and ran back, then the half-court line and back, then the opposite free-throw line. On the way back, she read the clock at 12 seconds. Her head was getting dizzy by the time she hit the baseline and NOW she had 10 seconds to sprint to the opposite baseline and back.

She turned and sprinted with all her might to what seemed like Russia, then by the time she reached that devil'd line and turned around, she had 6 seconds to get back.

5 seconds, her lungs were exploding in her chest.

4 seconds she passed the half-court lin.

3 seconds she was mentally pulling her body, life and limb the rest of the way until,

2..

1...

Cindy left her feet and dove across that final baseline BEEEEEEEEEEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! Cindy laid there on the wooden gym floor damn near lifeless. Her chest rose and fell heavily. It was like every breath she took did little to nothing for her. She swore she could see the Virgin Mary.

"Alright Cindy, enough with the theatrics! Great job today!" He started picking up scattered basketballs and put them in the cart. Cindy got up and helped him. Even though half of the other lower-class men didn't do their part to earn their keep, Cindy made sure to earn hers. "Thanks Cindy."

"No problem Coach," Cindy said. "I'll see you Monday." Cindy turned and made her way to the locker room untucking her practice jersey. When she got there she completely stripped off her damp practice jersey and threw it in the dirty laundry bin in the corner right by the entrance, leaving her in her dark red Nike sports bra. She got to her locker, which read McPhearson on the top, and opened her basketball bag to retrieve her phone. '1 Unread Message'

From: Punky

Hey baby. Please text me when you get the chance. XOXO

Cindy smirked and started to text back, until she noticed the time it was sent. It was over an hour ago so she decided to just call. She hit 'Dial' and held the phone to her ears.

Jazmine was in the Student Union playing pool with some of her classmates. She was actually whooping their asses but most of the guys just wanted an excuse to get some attention from the beautiful Jazmine Dubois. She was currently up against the campus heartthrob, Terrance Williams, a tall, muscular, also bi-racial, wide receiver for the school's football team.

She only had 2 solids left and the 8-ball while he had 6 striped. She aimed for the long shot of the corner of the table. As she bent over to line up the white ball and her target, half of the union stopped what they were doing.

"Where'd you get so good at this?" Terrance asked, obviously not interested in her answer, only her 'assets'. She knew all to well what he thought. She was no fool. She knew what came with her beauty, which is why she never entertained anything or anybody.

"Cindy and I go to pool halls all the time," Jazmine said. Terrance's smirk disappeared as he smacked his lips. With that, she successfully struck the white ball into the solid red 3 ball into the corner pocket. She stood up and smiled cheerfully.

"She must have a way with poles," Terrance sneered as he lined up his next shot. Jazmine's smile disappeared. Seriously? What the hell is with this school?

Ever since they got here people have directly and indirectly antagonized her and Cindy's relationship. And she was getting pretty sick of it. Terrance sloppily struck the white ball which knocked the striped ball into no man's land.

"Better than you, that's for sure," Jazmine sneered right back. Terrance immediately gave her a resentful look. Right when he was about to say something back, Jazmine's phone rang. She gave him a mean look before looking at her Caller ID that read Zaddyyy. She gave a sigh of relief before handing her stick to someone else and answering the phone.

"Hello? Baby?" Jazmine asked urgently.

"Heyyy Punky!" Cindy said slipping on her maroon Adidas sweatsuit and her favorite lucky plain black cap. "I was at practice, I'm just now seeing your text. How your day been?"

"Uughh, Cin I've been having a TERRIBLE day!" Jazmine complained. She made her way out of the Union. "It happened again."

Cindy rolled her eyes as she grabbed her basketball bag and headed out the locker room. "Damn bae..what was it? Thirsty bitches? Racist people?"

"Both!" Jazmine sat down on the bench outside. "Racist people AND thirsty bitches AND guys!" Jazmine started to tear up. "I let some childish country bimbo get me out of character and I put my hands on her! I got so upset I skipped class and ruined my perfect attendance, and every guy I run into looks at me like a walking caramel frappucino!" Jazmine was now full-on sobbing. Life on this campus was far from pleasant outside their relationship. There were days that she was even afraid of walking outside her house. Cindy could hear the pain in her voice and she honestly felt the same way. This was becoming a reoccurring thing and it was getting pretty toxic to them.

"Aww Jazmine I'm so sorry sweetheart." Cindy knew what it was like being offended by others because of your sexuality, but race was another thing.

She never saw Jazmine as a 'bi-racial' or 'colored' girl to say the least. She didn't see color at all. She just saw Jazmine for the sweet, beautiful and respectful woman that she was and it wasn't fair that people couldn't look outside of her race or sexuality like they did Cindy.

"Listen, let me come pick you up and we can get a bite to eat, then we'll talk okay?" Jazmine immediately stopped crying. Cindy chuckled because she could tell her mood changed. Both of them knew how much the other LOVED food and how it could solve almost anything for them.

"Okay.." Jazmine said meekly in between sniffles. "I'm outside the Student Union."

"Alright baby," Cindy smiled. "I'll be there in 2 minutes." Cindy threw her bag in the trunk and got in her car. Jazmine wiped her last tear from her eye and smiled.

"Okay, I'll be waiting zaddy," Jazmine slightly moaned. Cindy shivered as she bit her lip.

"You a fuckin tease," Cindy groaned.

As if right on cue, Cindy pulled up on the street right behind Jazmine's bench. Jazmine looked behind her and smiled brightly as she got up and made her way over to the clean charcoal-colored Chevrolet Camaro. Cindy got out and met her in a tight embrace. She pulled Jazmine in close by her waist as she hugged Cindy tightly by the neck.

"So good to see you bae," Cindy said huskily. She inhaled the sweet vanilla and cinnamon fragrance Jazmine used. She let her face be smothered by Jazmine's orange golden curls. Seriously, every aspect of Jazmine was pure heaven to Cindy. Just hugging her was ecstasy.

"Dido," Jazmine snuggled her head in the crook of Cindy's neck. "This is not the start of a good weekend." Her voice was muffled in Cindy's shoulder in a cute way. Cindy lifted her chin and gazed into those hypnotic emerald eyes.

"What can I do to make it better Punky?" Cindy asked with a smirk. Jazmine gazed back into Cindy's sky blue eyes and grinned.

"Wing Stop would be a start," she said flicking Cindy's cap.

"Done," Cindy leaned in and sweetly kissed her on the lips. Jazmine returned the favor, turning her head to deepen the kiss. She slipped her tongue in Cindy's mouth, causing Cindy to groan. In return, Cindy reached past Jazmine's waist and groped her ass with a force that caused Jazmine to jolt.

"MMmm! Baaee," Jazmine moaned breaking the kiss. Cindy smirked down at her licking her lips.

"What? It's mine," she stated giving it another squeeze. "I can do what I want with it, when I want with it." Jazmine was quaking in Cindy's arms. Two years of being with her and she still had this power over her. To say Jazmine was addicted was an understatement.

It took whistling and whoops and hollers from onlookers to get them to snap out of their moment. Jazmine just rolled her eyes and scoffed. Cindy flashed two birds at them and took Jazmine by the hand, leading her to the passenger door of the car, opening it for her. "After you gorgeous." Jazmine smiled and got in.

The both of them sat back in the booth holding their now-full stomachs. There were two boxes full of chicken bones sucked clean to the marrow, while one hot wing remained in the box untouched. They had just finished a full order of 18 wings, half medium, half Parmesan-garlic, ALL flats, their favorite.

"All yours," Cindy put the wing on Jazmine's plate. Jazmine exhaled deeply. If she breathed in again, her jeans were going to split.

"You know I think I'm convinced that you're trying to fatten me up," Jazmine said weakly. Cindy raised her eyebrows.

"Well that wouldn't be so bad now would it?" Cindy stroked Jazmine's now-expanded belly. "I love a big and healthy woman." Jazmine's mouth dropped.

"Shut up!" Jazmine laughed. She reached for the last wing and dipped it in the ranch and devoured it in two seconds. "Mmmm, baby," Jazmine wiped her hands and mouth with a napkin. "I really needed that. Thank you."

"Of course Punky," Cindy wrapped her arm around the back of the booth behind Jazmines head. "I want to make you happy, I really do." She put her other hand on Jazmine's thigh.

"I know you do, but it's not you that I'm upset with. It's just this place, the atmosphere we're in. This is the sixth time I've had to physically defend myself from these thirsty, racist, homophobic people." Cindy gave a sympathetic sigh. "Cindy I'm honestly scared for us." And she had the right to be. There was no way of knowing what people think or how they viewed people like Jazmine and Cindy.

"I know you are Jaz, and I am too," Cindy said. "It's definitely a different world from high school. People are more free to say and do what they want here, but I promise you," Cindy said as she grasped Jazmine's hand. "I will NEVER let anyone hurt you. I would never hurt you. Fuck what these ignorant ass Trump supporters say. You are my world and I am so happy that you chose me. I need you to trust me baby. I won't let you down." And with that Cindy placed a sweet peck on Jazmine's lips.

"I do trust you Cin, with all my heart" Jazmine said softly. "Can't nobody take care of me the way you do baby." Cindy sweetly smiled at her

"And you know thissss!" Cindy quoted just like Smokey from Friday. Jazmine laughed with her. "I will always make sure you are happy and satisfied..ALWAYS!"

"Oh I know it," Jazmine said softly stroking Cindy's thigh under the table. Cindy slightly flinched at Jazmine's touch. Jazmine giggled at her reaction. "You know what else?" Jazmine moved her hand further north. Cindy bit her lower lip as she eyed where her hand was going.

"What's that?" She glanced at Jazmine who leant in to whisper something in her ear, followed by a slow lick on her ear lobe.

Cindy's eyes widened and she immediately grabbed her keys and slid out the booth, with Jazmine in tow. Jazmine giggled some more.

People swore up and down that Cindy was the nasty one in the relationship. But they both knew the truth.

Cindy shoved Jazmine up against the glass shower door as the hot water fell on them, capturing her mouth in a smothering kiss. Jazmine wrapped one leg around her while she wrapped her arms around Cindy's shoulders, trying to get as close to her as she can.

As Cindy broke the kiss she went in for Jazmine's neck, sucking and biting on her delicate caramel flesh. Jazmine hissed and sighed while holding Cindy's head there. Cindy started grinding into Jazmine, letting their soaking mounds brush against each other.

"Sssss…mmmm…baaee right there..mmmm" Jazmine moaned. Cindy licked her way down from her neck, biting at her collarbone, and then sucking earnestly on Jazmine's voluptuous breasts. Jazmine cried out louder, loving the feel of Cindy's mouth on her skin. She roamed her hands all over Cindy's muscular body, taking in whatever she could get her hands on. "Aaahh sssss Cindyyy…."

"Hmmm?" Cindy responded. "What you want bae?" Cindy kissed Jazmine back on her lips and lifted her leg higher on her hip, grinding deeper into her. They fought for dominance with their tongues and drank in the other with such passion. Jazmine softly bit on Cindy's lower lip and slowly pulled away releasing it as she licked her lips.

"I—I w-want," Cindy worked her hand down to Jazmine's hot pussy, softly rubbing on her clit. "MMMMMmm!..ssssss…Ooouuu Cindyyy,"

"Yes baby? Tell me," she started to rub it harder. Jazmine started to shake. She tried to get the words out, but the way she was touching her and the suffocating steam from the shower all took her breath away from her.

Cindy smirked at Jazmine struggling. She loved to see Jazmine lose herself when they made love.

"P-please baby," Jazmine started grinding on Cindy's hands. "In meee…Inn..m-meeee!" And with that Cindy slid two fingers in Jazmine's opening, savoring the feel of her wetness and how hot she was, which was even hotter than the water raining down on them. "Aaaahh! F-fuck mee please babyy!" Jazmine begged. Cindy obeyed without hesitation as she pumped her two digits in and out of Jazmine at a steady pace.

Jazmine held on tighter to Cindy, crying in her ear, letting her take her there. Cindy grabbed onto Jazmine's ass to keep her steady as she increased her speed. Jazmine's eyes widened. "Ohh! Ohhh fuuuckk!"

"Mmmhmm," Cindy hummed, knowing she was feeling all of it. "How that feel baby?"

"Ouuu it feels so goood daddyy, mmmm…ssssss.. oh my God it feels so good!" Jazmine cried now desperately gasping for air.

Cindy moved even faster and dear God Jazmine's eyes rolled in the back of her head. Just when she thought she was about to climax, Cindy removed her digits and spun Jazmine around pushing her chest against the glass door. She stared at Jazmine's slim angular back in admiration, where there was a huge jellyfish tattoo starting at her upper right shoulder blade and extending all the way down to her lower back.

She licked her lips as she pulled Jazmine's sizeable ass towards her. Jazmine put both hands up against the glass to steady herself as Cindy quickly reentered her again. Jazmine's head fell back on Cindy's shoulder. "Ohhh my God! Babyyy, keep going! Yesss!" Cindy pumped so hard and deep, she was starting to feel Jazmine's walls clamping down on her fingers. She knew she was close.

"You gon' cum for be baby?" Cindy moaned in her ear, then bit down hard on her neck.

"Fuuuck yessss daddyyy! Oouuu you gon' make me cummm!" Jazmine reached behind her and held Cindy's head on her neck while Cindy reached around with her other hand and massaged Jazmine's clit simultaneously with her thrusts. "Yesss…Yessssss! Babyyy ohh babyyy..OOhhh BABBYY!" Jazmine was nearing her climax and was riding out this pleasure until she couldn't anymore.

Jazmine's pussy was now gushing with juices and her ass was clapping against Cindy's hand with every thrust . Until Cindy pushed as far in as she could go and made fast 'come-here' motions inside her, making Jazmine's legs buckle. "Uuughhh…uughhh…Ohh…F-Fuuckk!"

"Say my name," Cindy moaned wiggling her fingers faster. Jazmine was now hyperventilating. "Say my name baby!" Cindy continued thrusting again while keeping her fingers curled.

"OOuuu fuck! Ohhh Fuck! C-c-CYNTHIAAAA!" Jazmine cried as her climax overtook her.

Her body shook and convulsed uncontrollably. Cindy tightly held onto her as she kissed and sucked on her back and shoulders, still slowly pumping in and out of her making sure she got everything out, resulting in more shaky moans from Jazmine.

"Fuuckk baee," Jazmine moaned weakly. Cindy always made sure Jazmine was all the way down from her high before removing her fingers or her….other 'object'. When she was, she slowly pulled her two fingers out resulting in a sigh from Jazmine.

She turned around and the two just hugged for a minute under the hot shower. Jazmine lifted her head and sweetly kissed Cindy on the neck, the chin, on both cheeks, on the nose, then finally on the lips. Cindy gave her another kiss and another and then a last long passionate one.

"I love you Jazmine," Cindy said huskily. She could still feel Jazmine shaking from aftershocks. Jazmine caressed every inch she could feel of Cindy. For the life of her, she couldn't think of anyone else who could possibly make her feel the way she felt right now.

Deep down Jazmine always knew she felt safest and most loved with Cindy. Even before they were together exclusively she felt a strong connection with her that made her feel wanted and needed.

"I love you too Cynthia," Jazmine responded. Cindy sighed into Jazmine's neck. She would rain hell down on anyone who referred to her as her government name. All except for Jazmine. Her name sounded like music to her ears whenever Jazmine spoke it, especially when she was screaming it out of pleasure. The love and appreciation she felt for this woman was limitless.

Neither of them knew why the world was filled with hateful and prejudiced people and why they felt the need to antagonize their happiness. But what they did know was the love they just shared, was more than enough to keep them hopeful and faithful for the strength of their relationship despite what those nasty people say. They had each other now and always. Together they were complete.

Cindy sat on her porch chair on the balcony of her mansion with her feet kicked up on the footrest, listening to the music she had on Bluetooth from her speaker. She wore her favorite Cancun T-shirt and navy blue basketball shorts and her golden hair was hanging free all the way down her back . The sun was setting, casting a pink and peach overcast in the sky. She brought a joint to her lips and drew in a puff, holding her breath as she gazed out to the scenery, then blew out smoke as the second verse started.

I'm more than just a number

(Hey, hey, hey)

I doubt you'll find another

(Hey, hey, hey)

So every single summer

(Hey, hey, hey)

I'll be the one that you remember

I better find your lovin'

I better find your heart

I better find your lovin'

I better find your heart

I better find your lovin'

I better find your heart

I bet if I give all my love

Then nothing's gonna tear us apart

Jazmine stepped outside in her PINK tank top and matching boy shorts with a plate full of fruit: strawberries, pineapples, grapes and cantaloupe and placed it on the table in between the two chairs. She sat down on the opposite chair and grabbed her glass of wine she had on the table waiting and took a sip.

Cindy eyed the sweet fruity goodness that was placed in front of her, and the fruit looked amazing too. She took another puff before ashing it and handing it to Jazmine.

It's more than just a mission

(Hey, hey, hey)

You hear but you don't listen

(Hey, hey, hey)

You better pay attention

(Hey, hey, hey)

And get what you been missing

I better find your lovin'

I better find your heart

I better find your lovin'

I better find your heart

I better find your lovin'

I better find your heart

I bet if I give all my love

Then nothing's gonna tear us apart

Jazmine took a couple big puffs and let her head fall back in the chair as she blew out the smoke, gazing at the beautiful sunset. Cindy just watched her lover luxuriate in the late afternoon pleasures. She took a grape and strawberry and stuffed them in her mouth whole. Mmmmmm God damn!

Cindy didn't know if it was because she was high, or everything was just simply ripe and perfect at the time. Like how did she get so lucky to blessed with the perfect goddess of a woman? Long, unruly, curly, hair, silky caramel skin, hypnotic emerald eyes, a petite but voluptuous frame, and a respectful and smart mentality to go with it. She watched as Jazmine finished off the joint and dabbed the roach in the ashtray.

"Come here," Cindy said in a low voice. Jazmine gave her that same high grin and took another sip from her wine and set the glass down before she made her way over to Cindy's chair and sat in her lap. Cindy sat back and gathered Jazmine in her arms.

Too many times I've been wrong

I guess being right takes too long

I'm done waiting, there's nothing left to do

But give all I have to you and

I better find your lovin'

I better find your heart

I better find your lovin'

I bet if I give all my love

Then nothing's gonna tear us apart

I bet if I give all my love

Then nothing's gonna tear us apart

The two of them continued to watch the sky turn colors. Jazmine reached for a pineapple and fed it to Cindy who gladly accepted, licking and sucking on her fingers. Then Cindy grabbed a cantaloupe and put it halfway in her mouth and made a come here motion with her finger. Jazmine leaned in and chewed off the other half of the fruit before kissing her lips the rest of the way.

The wind blew Jazmine's curls in her face and Jazmine cutely brushed her hair away as she giggled. Cindy bit her lower lip. Times like this she never took for granted. This woman was the light of her life. She would love her, protect her and respect her as long as she would have her. Anyone who even attempted to get in between them was in for a world of hurt.