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It was currently 10 something at night and we had just got back home from the date he took me on. During these couple of months of me being pregnant we decided to move in together. I'm 8 months all most 9 months pregnant now and I'm having a girl.
I had my baby shower a few weeks ago and Ciara was not invited. I haven't spoken to her since she went on live and I would like to keep shit that way.
"BAE." I yelled putting my phone down.
"WHAT." He said coming up the stairs.
"We gone finish her room tonight?" I asked taking off my makeup.
"You know what time it is?" He took off his watch.
"Yea, but I'm not sleepy." I said.
"Ight hold on."
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"How you gone suggest we finish but you sitting down eating that nasty shit." He said.
"I'm taking a break, and it's not nasty try it." I dipped the pickle in ice cream and handed it towards him.
"Fuck no." He laughed and I ate it.
"Help me up."
"Ion know why you ain't just sit in the chair." He shook his head helping me up.
"Thank you." I smiled giving him a kiss and the kiss started to last longer but my phone rang.
"I hate it here." I pouted.
"Answer it." He said as he sat down in the chair.
"Ariah it's 11 at night." I sighed.
"It's momma." She sniffed.
"What's wrong, what happened?" I started to worry.
"We were watching tv and then she- she started seizing. I'm by myself at the hospital and I'm scared." She cried.
"Okay okay, I'm on my way just breathe and stay on the phone." I said.
