𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙎𝘼𝙃𝘼𝘿
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(𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥)
"As much as I'd like to have him a junior, I want him to have an identity, in school I don't want him to be known as Sahad Roman's son." Na'mani stated. The pair lay in their bed cuddled up discussing baby names so they could start planning their baby shower. They are stuck between two S names.
"Oh! Baby I have it!" Na'mani squealed. She whispered the name into his ear amd Sahad began to grin.
"Baby I love that. Same initials, I love it." Sahad nodded kissing her stomach.
In return a gentle kick was given back just in time for Sahad to feel it in his cheek.
"Did you feel that?! Sahad do it again!" Na'mani cooed making Sahad repeat the act again, and two kicks were given in return.
"He just kicked." Na'mani's eyes teared up making Sahad laugh.
"Why are you crying mamas?" He kissed her head.
"Because our son moved. Look at him!" She pointed down to her stomach where his feet were pressed up against her stomach making his footprints visible. Sahad jumped up and down around their bedroom in joy.
"Aren't the team going to be here later?" Na'mani asked rubbing her stomach. "Yeah, should I cook or takeout?" Sahad asked.
"Cook please, doc says I need to lay low on the greasy foods." She rolled her eyes. "Hamburgers please, extra cheese and bacon for me." Na'mani spoke before Sahad helped her get out of the bed.
"I love you, you will be ight when I head downstairs right?" Sahad asked rubbing her stomach. "Yup, I love you too baby." Na'mani nodded but still Sahad didn't like the feeling of her being alone whilst pregnant. "Nah Imma wait, go ahead and get freshened up." He dismissed the idea of her being on her lonesome.
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The man cave erupted in laughter as the boys laughed hysterically at their highlighted moments. Each teammate had a drink in hand as they lounged around the place, some on bean bags, some on the couches and some leaning against the wall. Overall, it was a great vibe floating in the atmosphere.
"So Mr Roman, how do you feel now that you're about to be a daddy?" Coach asked making Sahad smile at the thought. "Man, I'm so happy. The thought of having a mini Sahad running around, I can't put into words." Sahad expressed grinning.
"Look at him! Nah but I'm forreal, Sahad you gon' be a great ass father and my sis Mani? Gon' be the best mom I'a ever see. I'm happy for you bro." Sahad's bestfriend, Nehemiah, dapped him up.
"Preciate it bro." Sahad dapped him uo before giving him a brotherly hug.
A couple more minutes pass by before the wives, girlfriends or sisters of the players swarmed into the room finding their designated seats. Na'mani proudly plopping onto Sahad's lap where he kissed her cheek and rubbed her stomach forgetting anything the team were saying and placing all his attention onto Na'mani and Na'mani only.
"What do you want as a push present?" Sahad mumbled so only she could hear him. "It's not a push present but I have a goal I'd like to achieve. Honestly, I want a house, I want to build my own house from the ground up."
Sahad nodded and noted everything down, "Anything else or is that it?" He asked. "I just want my baby boy healthy and his daddy to continue to love me." She smiled resting her head onto his which was laying onto her shoulder.
Nehemiah looked at his bestfriend and couldn't help but chuckle, he was so content and relaxed with Na'mani. He prayed that their relationship worked out in their favour.
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𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴! 𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘎𝘰 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐘, 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘊𝘏 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 #36 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦.
𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘭.
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