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Zachary: What do you think? Even though you're asking me such a silly question, you're not a silly woman Fatima.

You're very wise and fine as fuck but that besides the point. You're street smart and book smart. It's your street smarts that has you even talking like this. It's actually spot on for most niggas.

That's exactly how most niggas would plan their path to the top.  I'm not mad you think that but do you think that about me because I'm not most niggas. So you tell me, is that what you think?

Fatima: I don't know what I think.

Zachary: That's fair, what do you feel?

Fatima: At this very moment I feel safe in your arms. I feel love with a little bit of hurt in the way you're speaking to me. I feel bad for questioning you in that way now but I still don't have the answer.

Zachary pulled out his phone to text Monet that they wouldn't be returning to dinner but would be to get Karter in a few hours. He then put the phone in silent returning his full attention to Fatima.

Zachary: Your dad did ask me to keep an eye on you after that nigga kept fucking up the money. Your dad didn't want you getting hurt behind buddy's bullshit. It wasn't no "Pretend to date my daughter" type shit. I'm not that type of Nigga.

Fatima: How long was you watching me?

Zachary: I never was. I told him I'm a boss not a babysitter. It was months later that I ran into you at your brother's BBQ.

She didn't respond. She scooted even closer to him still watching the water as he rocked them. She felt him looking at her so she finally lifted her head to meet his gaze.

Fatima: I'm sorry.

He gave her a few pecks before one long kiss.

Zachary: Baby don't apologize. You can ask me anything just next ask before you convince yourself to think the worse of me.

Fatima: I don't think the worse of you.

Zachary: It feels like it.

Fatima: I'll work on it, I'm sorry.

Zachary: What I need you to work on is enjoying this vacation. If you have to go through the motions about your dad then do that but also try to enjoy yourself.

Fatima was trying not to cry but the tears were falling.

Fatima: I'm sad babe, can I just be sad without being judged for it? I understand he wasn't a good person but I still lost a parent.

Zachary: Ok babe, I don't want to push you. I'm just asking you to try, for me babe?

Fatima: I will.

Fatima stretched her body across Zac's lap. He kept rocking the chair hammock until she fell asleep. He carried her up to bed and went back to join the others.

The next morning Fatima woke up to her babies softest little squealing cry. She washed her hands and then changed his diaper and onesie. She fed him while they watched Ms. Rachel.

Zachary woke up seeing Karter laying on Fatima's chest getting burped. He stared at the two for a few moments. Karter let out the loudest burp which cause both parents to laugh.

Fatima: Good morning Handsome.

Zachary: Good morning my love, how are you feeling today?

Fatima: I'm good. Can we go off the island today. I want to have breakfast with everyone then the three of us can go off the island?

Zachary: Yeah baby, we can do that but Monet wants you to have breakfast alone with her. You can take him or he can stay with me.

Fatima: I wonder why?

Zachary: She didn't say, she just told me to tell you.

Fatima: Ok, I'll leave Karter here just in case it's important.

Zachary: Cool.

Fatima was dressed in a pretty long length yellow and peach maxi dress with peach and gold flats pulling the look together. She appreciated having a bigger set of boobs temporarily and kept them prop up nicely.

Zachary: Damn baby, you look good enough to eat. Hurry up with your mom so I can have you to myself.

Fatima: Aww babe, you're making me blush. I can't lie, I kinda like this extra baby weight.

Zachary started rubbing on her ass over her dress. Tima leaned down to kiss his lips, he stood up and hugged her. She laid in that hug for so long just relaxing in his arms. Everytime she would try to pull away and he would pull her back. Finally she leaned in and let her tears fall.

Zachary: It's all going to be ok, I promise. Give yourself grace baby, you had a baby and lost your dad all in the same month. No one is upset with you. We just want you to be ok. You hear me?

Fatima: I hear you. I love you.

Fatima left to have breakfast with her mom. While Zachary and Niko was on the phone talking business, Danni came to pick up Karter. Her and Niko were taking the kids to an interactive children's museum with a Maui themes lunch.

Zachary spent his morning with the staff getting the house decorated for the festivities he had planned later after they returned from a day of shopping and sightseeing.

The last time the couple was in Maui, they left broken up. Zachary planned a night to help strengthen the bond between them.

Fatima: Hi Mommy.

Monet: Hey Baby, you ready to get going?

Fatima: I am, I'm so hungry. But why didn't you invite Danni?

Monet: I did. I kept Cane last night so she could sleep in. I also think her and Sonny could use some time alone to celebrate their engagement.

Fatima: Oh yeah, I guess that's true. I've been wrapped up in my own stuff, I almost forgot about it. Ma, I'm sorry for leaving last night. I didn't mean to scare anyone. I just needed some time alone.

Monet: I know, baby. I was hoping we could talk about that and about how you really feel.

Fatima: Ma, we can just talk now and still go eat.

Monet: You're right. Do you want a mimosa while we wait for the uber?

Fatima: Yep, heavy on the wine light on the juice. What's up, mommy?

Monet: You know I had to kill him and I need you to know I had too.

Fatima: I know ma, I don't want to talk about it or him. What else?

Monet: I think you're suffering from post pardum and I want you to see someone about it.

Fatima: I did ma, he said I was fine.

Monet: That was before this situation and I feel like if you see a female, especially a black female will tell you differently.

Fatima: I'll think about it.

Monet: I wasn't asking you, I'm telling you that you need to seek help baby. When I brought the baby home last night you were crying in your sleep on Zacharys lap. He was so gentle and concerned, he loves you so much but no one on this earth loves you as much as me baby. I need you to be okay sweetheart.






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