Chapter Ninety Four

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Chanize POV

"Babes... Babes" Dwayne grabbed me from behind, lifting me up a bit from the waist, turning me around... he shielded Samantha from me,

I flipped.

"Bill nuh," he shook me gently and I paused, "Just calm down... make me deal with this," Dwayne stared down at... deep into my eyes. Not breaking the stare, he reached down for the gun,

I glanced down at it while i handed it over, what the hell was I was thinking? That's not me...
Looking away I hugged my self shyly, I was embarrassed, The German shepherd snickered.

It sweet her eh.

Tucking the gun, back into his waist, I blushed inwardly how good my man looked right now, In his cut off foot jeans. Straightening his shirt over the weapon, Dwayne swiped his thumb across my chin,

"That's my girl" he pulled me in a hug, Kissing my flat forehead, the rings in my nipples made the flesh stung with excitement, But that didn't mean i wasn't still mad at him,

I tiptoed, trying to look pass him... Samantha was watching us keenly.

Hehem! Samantha cleared her throat,

Dwayne pressed his brows together before looking half way over her shoulders.

"Waynie... I need to talk to you... In private," she mumbled.

Silence.

"No eno... " Dwayne turned to face her, throwing his arms around my shoulders, I felt extra short.
"Any thing you afi say to me..." Dwayne looked down at me, and i looked up at him

Butterflies.

"You can say it in front a me Wife,"  Dwayne smiled down at me, glaring back at Samantha shortly afterwards.

"I am... pregnant,"

I raised my eyebrow.

This bitch wasn't bluffing.

"Fi who?" Dwayne asked her, I couldn't tell if he was being serious or sarcastic.

Silence.

"Weh ya try fi say... me breed you?" Dwayne begged trace his finger beneath his nose, chuckling lowly, "That you a say?"

"Dwayne..."

"Just..." Dwayne hoisted his pointing finger towards Samantha,

"How much fi kill it?" Dwayne asked,

"Dwayne?" I called out to him, his remarks took me by surprise, I stared across at him motionless.

"Dwayne what do you mean? How much fee kill it? Kill what?" Samantha voice annoyed me,

"Weh you mean... weh me mean?" Dwayne stared at her, he was so cold and emotionless,

"You know wah..." I shook my head, slipping from beneath his hug, I walked pass Samantha, barely brushing against her shoulder,

"Me never deh deh when nobody lie down a make them baby," I mumbled as I push the front door,

It's like my entire world was tearing apart just in the space of one day,

I could really use my best friend...

Tomorrow morning na pass and me no go look fi her.

I thought.

Opening the door to the guest room downstairs, I closed the door behind me.

I am not sleeping with Dwayne tonight.

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