War Zone: War In Our Hearts (Book 2)

Here We Are

This is book 2 of the war zone series. Book 1 is War Zone- War in the streets

2½ Years later

I watched Yanny as she worked her way round the kitchen, singin and dancin. She ain't even know I was behind her but shit, I ain't complaining.

Not at all.

Ion know what she was singin but she sounded pretty good to me. Afta a few more minutes, I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms round her waist.

"Hey baby, your finally up" she smiled as I kissed on her neck "I made those biscuits u love with pancakes"

"Ion want that shit" I mumbled, lettin my hands roam towards her lower body "U got er'thang I need, right here" I slapped her ass and she giggled.

Afta all this time, a nigga still ain't hit yet. Shocking, I know right. I ain't neva think I'd be able to last so long without gettin my dick wet but shit, I'm doin it now.

And afta all this time, Yanny and I finally was able to find the money Kodak had hid. We found that shit bout a year ago. We had to go through a long line of people and asked for a lot of favors but we got what we needed.

The rumor was Kodak had a few million on the island. When I thought of the island he had his money on, I thought that shit would be top notch.

That shit was dusty as fuck. Looked like a lil island some bitch would get stranded on or somethin. Anyway, that was the first time I had opened Yanny chain and it was a small key in there.

There was 5 safes and the key opened all of them. When I say Yanny and I took the money and threw it up and started rollin in it, I mean we was rollin.

I ain't neva seen so much money in my life. When we finished playin like we was lil ass kids, we packed it all up and moved outta state.

I was neva bout spendin money when it wasn't required so afta lookin around, Yanny found a house she couldn't take her eyes off.

Its 6 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms. Gotta back patio with a big ass backyard and a guest room too and there's a pool with a fuckin jacuzzi.

Its not upstairs, downstairs cause Yanny was complaining bout how she get tired quick with her lazy ass so its just flat.

The whole house has wood floors except one, which is carpet. I let shawty design the house how she like but no girly shit, and it came out nice.

I like how our bedroom came out though. It got a California king bed, beige and white color everything. Its simple like a real nigga.

"Baby, u need to eat. U know we have that appointment to go to" she mumbled, stepping away from me.

This appointment is somethin I know shawty ain't been lookin forward too. Round the same time we left Detroit, she went and got checked out for any diseases.

She came back clean but the clinic suggested she get checked, completely. She been puttin that shit off until last week and that's cause I made the appointment.

"What u scared of baby?" I leaned against the counter and she bit her bottom lip.

"What if something's wrong?" She asked, passing me my plate "U know what I expect out of my future. What if I can't get that because of something Kodak and his family did to me?"

Some late nights, when ain't shit to do, Yanny and I talk bout our future together and what we want.

We both agreed on kids but I want 4. She want 3.