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Brown Sugar Babe

Stretching, the feeling of the cool sheets tickling her skin like butterfly kisses on a warm spring day, Alai smiled and opened her eyes.

The smell of bacon and the sound of Salim singing to their daughter had been attempting to tug her awake for a while now. Glancing at her clock, she saw that she had managed to sleep until 9 am making this her first full night of sleep since they had brought Sahlai home. She adored their beautiful ginger baby and could not get enough of her. There were days where Salim had to pry the baby from Alai's hands, sometimes just holding her as she slept so she could soak in those beautiful features. Between her borderline obsession with the beautiful child and her wholly unhealthy obsession with the success of her business she had little time for sleep and thus appreciated every bit she got.

Throwing the blankets back and hoping out of bed, she slid on her shoes before making her way to the kitchen to show her man just how much she appreciated the extra sleep. Walking past Sahlai sleeping in her swing in the living room, Alai traipsed barefoot into the kitchen wearing nothing but her velvet green and gold bra and panties set, swallowing a few times to warm up her throat as she fully prepared to activate that Gawk-gawk 3000. Seeing Salim facing away from her at the stove, scrambling eggs in nothing but his loose green leopard print Savage Fenty boxers, her lady parts trembled with excitement. Today was her 6-week checkup and she just knew she was going to get her back blown out once she got back from the doctor with the all clear! She missed the feeling of Salim inside her, longing for the way their connection deepened each time they came, wanting it and craving it, almost achingly so.

"Hey baby" she said breathily in his ear as she hugged him from behind. Salim, apparently being unaware of her approach jumped at her touch, spilling eggs on the stove while simultaneously jerking his head back, headbutting Alai in the nose.

Alai stumbled backwards, banging her hip on the corner of the counter as she cupped her hands around her nose, catching the first drops of what quickly became a trickle, and then a steady stream of blood running from her nose.

"SHIT!!!! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU SNEAK UP BEHIND ME LIKE THAT?" Salim Roared at Alai as she cowered against the table, instantly waking Sahlai.

" See what-the-fuck you made me do", he spat, using only his lips while he ground his teeth together. As he headed out the kitchen to get the baby back to sleep, he tossed a towel at Alai " clean yourself up" he said so coldly Alai swore the temp in the room dropped a few degrees. Catching the towel and pressing it to her face she stared wide eyed at the place where Salim had just disappeared from...she could hear his footsteps retreating down the hall and though he continued to mumble, she couldn't quite make out what was being said.

"AND BRUSH YOUR FUCKIN TEETH" Salim yelled suddenly from down the hall as he continued to mutter to himself.

Alai just continued to stare at the empty space in disbelief. What the fuck was this nigga on today? Ever since the birth of Sahlai, Salim had been distant, but she had assumed it was because he was just as infatuated with their creation as her. But this, this was something else. His voice was cold, and his eyes were void of any light or recognition for her. It's as if he was speaking to a stranger. He had never looked at her like that, not even in the first moments of their meeting. So why now?

Finally pushing herself off the table, Alai rapidly sucked air in between her teeth, grimacing in pain as the hip she bumped on the table struggled to hold her weight.

" This some bullshit," she muttered as she limped down the hallway to the bathroom.

Glancing in the mirror, her eyes immediately began to tear up. She looked horrid. She turned her face to the left, and then to the right in the mirror verifying, that the woman with Blood smeared all over her pale, tear stained face, accompanied by dark circles under her eyes and a swollen lip, was in fact her. Unable to contain herself, loud uncontrollable sobs shook her body as she worked on cleaning up her tired, battered face. Gently cleaning the blood from her face, she noticed teeth marks on the inside of her lip and assumed she bit her lip in the moment of contact which in turn gave her a swollen lip. As she delicately wiped her nose, though super tender to touch she mentally noted that it did not appear to be broken. Face cleansed of the blood, she brushed and flossed her teeth, careful not to agitate her lip any further she then cleaned the bite with peroxide, mentally cursing herself once she saw just how deep the bite really was.