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Today was a good day so far, I was in a good mood. I was blasting Dolph and shit.
"Black ass nigga, quarter mil' on his wrist. Black ass nigga with a bad ass bitch!" I rapped along to the song loudly.
I dropped off all of Ashley's packages at the mailbox for her. Got my haircut and groceries for us. Ashley isn't feeling well lately because of her pregnancy but she trying to push through. I do my best to make sure she doesn't worry about anything at all. I'm trying to make sure our first pregnancy goes by smoothly for us.
As soon as I pulled into the driveway, Ashley opened up the door. I could tell she was just waking up. She walked over to me folding her arms like I did something wrong.
"Hey babygirl."
"Hi, you could've woken me up so that I could have run errands with you."
"I'm sorry I knew you wasn't feeling well." I kissed her forehead.
"Mhmmm...thanks for taking my packages." Ashley mumbled going into the backseat trying to grab some bags.
"You welcome, I got this you can go back in the house relax."
"Marcus, I can carry a bag."
"Go." I said sternly pointing towards the house.
Ashley huffed rolling her eyes at me, following my directions. I heard her mumbling something underneath her breath.
As soon as i grabbed all of the bags walking into the house, she was still talking shit.
"You said something?" I questioned placing all the bags on the counter.
"Huh? No just talking to myself."
"Oh ok, I brought you some food." I walked over to her giving her the bag of food.
"Thanks."
"Damn..no kiss or nothing?"
"Sorry." Ashley responded kissing my lips, then she shooed me away as she caught a whiff of my cologne.
"Why would you put that on?"
"I be wanting to smell good."
"For who?" She frowned eating her food.
"Only you Ashley...come on now let's not do that."
