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Mikayla's POV
Sunday, November 13
12:20 p.m.
"Nahhh"
"I want two kids, and my mind is made up,"
He smiles.
His smile is so perfect.
"But me wah like five, and a you affi gi mi dem cause me nah breed nobody else b" he replies, placing a soft kiss on my forehead.
I shudder from his simple touch.
If you don't shudder from your man's touch then he's not the one sis.
My eyes meet his and I smile widely.
My man, man, my man.
"My mind is made up babe, and I'm serious. Only two kids!" I giggle as his hand reaches under the sheet, pinching my nipple.
His had one hand around my neck and the other palming my breast.
My safe space.
"What if me tell yuh say mi just cum inna yuh likkle while," my eyes fly open at his statement.
He's joking right?
My parents would literally hang me if I'm pregnant at this age.
I'm still 17.
I turn 18 in December.
"You're joking right?" I ask frantically, slipping from his hold.
He grabs my neck in a headlock, then he rubs my head with his knuckles.
Hard.
"Awoh, babeeeeeeeeee that hurts," I scream, trying my best to grab his hand.
He laughs.
"A joke mia mek eediat, why meeda cum inna yuh? Mi deevn want nuh pickney yet"
Oh.
Well, I'm not ready for kids either, but him saying it so quickly kinda hurt.
I frown at his tone.
He slaps my cheek lightly and I flinch.
"Mi love yuh, yuh fuck." his statement made me smile from ear to ear.
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Romance"Kyra look pon mi" he lifts my chin up so my eyes could meet his. "Just say the word and we leff right now, yav dah power deh ma" he says, eyes never leaving mine. "The word?" I ask and he immediately opens his phone, dialing her number. "Ah, watch...
