Forty two

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ᴏᴍɴɪꜱᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏᴠ
ᴍᴀɴʜᴀᴛᴛᴀɴ, ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏʀᴋ
ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴅᴀʏꜱ later

(A/N: short chapter but real juicy. *smirks*)

Benji strolled through Target as Braxton walked beside her talking about anything that crossed his mind

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Benji strolled through Target as Braxton walked beside her talking about anything that crossed his mind.

"I don't want to go back home." He says pouting a bit

She chuckled "I know I don't want you to leave either but we still got this whole weekend ahead of us. So don't think about that right now."

He nods as she rubbed his head

"Can we go by Angel later?"

Benji bit the inside of her cheek nervously.

It's been a few days since they been back on their vacation and Benji told Angel the truth about actually having sex with Robyn.

She hasn't spoke to or seen Angel since they landed back at the airport. She was trying to be respectful of her maybe wanting space.

But she missed her and she knew she couldn't keep feeding Braxton the "she's been busy working' lie any longer.

"How about you call her and ask her?" Benji suggested to him

He nodded eagerly before reaching with his hand out for her phone.

Benji chuckled and grabbed her phone out of her pocket and handed it to him before turning the basket down the next aisle.

She heard him make a few taps on the screen before hearing the FaceTime rings. On the third ring she answered.

Angel smiled immediately once she seen Braxton's face on the screen, "Hey sweetie."

He smiled and waved "Hey Angel."

She raised an eyebrow "Where are you?"

"I'm at the store." He said turning the camera so she can see Benji

Benji gave her a small smile and Angel gave her a fake one back before Braxton turning the camera back on him.

Benji sighed before stopping on the breakfast and cereal aisle.

"Which type of cereal do you want, papa?" She asks

He looked up and grabbed a family size of Frosted Flakes and threw it in the basket.

"Angel can I come over by your house?" He asks softly with hope in his tone

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