Opposition to Love

I woke up with a start, from noises coming from the living room. That's right Damian watched over me last night with Lucy the slugger. I drew the warm blankets over my head trying to catch a few more winks.

"So much of that happening, Bitch." Damian said as he sauntered in wearing a flowing red with a matching scarf.

"What the hell, Queen?" I frowned as Damian pulled back my bedroom curtains to let natural light filter in my bedroom.

"You got a ten thirty with Mr. Martin and we are also hosting a food drive the Channel Six news is interviewing you today. So that means you have a very full schedule."

Damian whipped out her her thin pin-stripped top and black, grey and white pants suit from the closet. He teamed it with a pale grey silky tied button down top. He grabbed the black two inch heel pumps while he was at it.

He never gives me time to be angry but... "Queen but why?? It's seven thirty am??" I complained.