Chapters 3 - New Balances

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Chalkline's POV

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Chalkline's POV

I lasted about 3 good minutes inside her. This is why I was avoiding this breeding woman because she kill me hood everytime she a breed.

"How was your meeting?"

I looked at her from the corners of my eyes. What the fuck was she so happy about? I did even fuck her good.

"This yuh wah talk bout right now Stacy?"

"Yeah" she replied a little too chirpy for me.

I turn on my side to address her, "me just push me hood inna you and cum less than 5 minutes and you nah complain?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes.

"I'm pregnant Garrick and you wanted to last longer than that?" She asked.

"Yes, me wah feel like me a fuck" I answer.

She hissed her teeth, "anyways I have something I want to show you" She got out of the bed a walked to the closet.

Right now I was not interested to see anything but the inside of her or dem firm stiff breast deh she a walk up and down with.

I adjusted my dick, "hood all get stiff again star" I grumbled.

She came back with file jacket, "Line look at this, Tessa had her architect David draft up this plan for the third site, he said I can put a small apartment complex on it"

She was extremely excited about this.

I took the file from her hand to look at what it was about.

"It looks possible but why yuh nuh finish the other two then start this?" I asked.

It was a legit question but her smile turn into a frown.

"Why you have to be negative Line?"

Here we go...

"How am I being negative Stacy? This is a lot to take on and you're pregnant, has two unfinish buildings, a salon, 4 kids and me nuh know, maybe you give a fuck seh you have a husband"

I didn't meant to yell at her but this was the right time to do this.

"I'm thinking I could get it out of the way so when I have baby I can stay home.

I had to look at her good "What you mean so you can stay home? Yuh supposed to go anywhere now?" I asked.

"Line‐"

"Stacy, hear wah me seh, me nah go too tell that you can't do this now but me aguh make you know you are on your own" I said firmly.

"What you mean by I am on my own? Line you always want to make me feel like yuh don't support me" She said.

I sat up in the bed because now she was pissing me off.

"You want me to tell you to go run up and down, stress out yourself,  get sick then blame me, that's what you want? Aye! me rather left this pussyclaat before I allow you to stress me out"

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