𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 - a 20 year old man who lives the way he wants, gets money, bitches, allat. he's always been the one night stand type of guy.. but what happens when he meets a girl who doesn't just let up? one that doesn't just fall righ...
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- Bashar Jackson 💫 - - Brooklyn, New York -
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running my fingers through janay's hair, I smiled down at her.
her head was on my chest and her hand was on my stomach allowing me to see her pink acrylics.
i knew we had to get up soon but i really didn't wanna wake her. she was so tired with work yesterday and once she got in the room, she completely passed out.
poor baby was tired as hell.
i lifted her head and got from under her switching me with a pillow hoping it wouldn't wake her.
"pop?" her eyes slowly fluttered open making me groan.
"go back to sleep. ima get him up and feed him" i leaned down kissing her cheek and she whined. "baby i gotta get him up"
"Just five more minutes?" i sighed.
sliding back into bed, she cuddled back up to me and draped her leg over mine.
"Your so warm" she sighed. "i'm sorry for yelling last night, Poppa" she grabbed my hand running her thumb over my knuckles. "i was just so stressed and tired and-"
"i know, Jay. it's ight', baby" i pulled her hand up kissing it. "I told you i had you and that's exactly what it's always finna be, Mama"
"I love you" she looked up at me and i chuckled.
"i love you too, Pretty"
hearing sekani crying on the baby monitor, i sighed.
"i got him" we both said in unison making me shake my head.
"i have him. go back to sleep" she shook her head. "janay i'm serious"
she smirked getting off the bed and running out the room making me groan and run after her.
"Awww stink" She pouted picking him up. "shhhh it's okay. mommys here" she laid him on his changing table as he cried. "Baby i'll feed you when i'm done just calm down"
