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Aftermath of the picnic ended with rain showers and thunder storms, the men decided to host the bachelor's night out for Jackson ahead of his wedding, and well they also wanted to hit the club while celebrating the occasion with tons of drinks, food and of course the DJ. Jackson made it clear he doesn't want any strippers at his gathering due to the fact he wants to be fully committed to Maya and is serious of his decision, they asked to join but I refused because I want to start off sober on a clean slate for the sake of Kamala and our daughter Shy. On top of that I want to set example as a role model dad towards our children in the future especially as the Second Gentlemen of the country.
That whole night after pur usual routine with Shy, Kamala and I have been relaxing and watched movies on TV in the living room while our baby daughter is sleeping in the bedroom.
"Can't wait to get back home." Kamala said stretching her arms out tiredly.
"Homesick, Madam Vice President?" I asked as she chuckled.
"A little even though I spending time with our family, don't get me wrong. I enjoy a vacation away, it's just now that I'm a Vice President, there's a lot I have to do. And the country depends on me and Joe to get it done right." She says stressed out as my expression softened.
"And your doing fine babe. You've done all you can, and I'm proud of you." I said hoping to boost her confidence.
"You always say that."
"Because I believe you always do." I reminded her as those beautiful smile of hers I adored so much went away a little.
"I know Alex it's just sometimes it felt like I'm not good enough and no matter what I do, trying to prove the whole world that a woman like myself can do things men can do, and everytime I try... *groans* The media ridicules me thinking I'm not doing my hardest." My eyes widened as she frowned.
So she is aware about what's going on after all on social media, from the right wing news networks, and moreover the heavy criticism she received during her time as the VP....
"Kamala, baby look at me...don't let the negative press get to you. I know your trying your hardest and want to prove yourself to the next generation of believers out there that you can do it. Don't pressure yourself just know that I'm right here and I won't let no one hurt you. Fuck what everyone says and do what is right for you. Just one at a time babe." I said as I held her soft and warm hand in mine.
"Oh Alex, *sniffles* you always find ways to cheer me up in the time like this." She says trying to hold back tears.
"That's because I know you deep down. And you wanna know something wifey...?"
"What?" She asked as I wiped her tears away.
"Your doing great..."
We both looked at each other in silence before we ended up passionately kissing...
"Alex..." She blushes as her eye went dark hunger for the need of lustful passion.
She planted a fingertip underneath my chin as I stared at her lustful dark eyes while she undid my pants Despite my scar I had from the beginning of our relationship, Kamala doesn't seemed distracted like before, she doesn't seemed worried anymore drawing attention towards my toned abs and a tattoo that she loves so damn much.
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My Little Secret: A Kamala Harris Love Story
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