Chapter Forty-Five

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Jya Chambers

I groan as I searched through my closet. I was looking for my good body suit, y'all know that one piece of clothing that just works better than the others.

We were going to Korea tonight and of course Bam and I are always behind when it comes to packing.

"Baby, what are you looking for?" Bam asked.

"My black body suit, the one with the lace that I usually wear with my denim outfit?" I ask.

"The one that makes your titties sit higher?" He ask.

"Yes." I said.

He reached down and grabbed a body suit before holding it up. I let out a breath of relief before I stood up.

"Thank you." I smile.

He peck my cheek and grab me by my waist.

"So pep talk." He said.

I rolled my eyes causing him to chuckle.

"No punching." He said.

"If someone touch me I will touch them back." I said.

"We're going to try to ignore the hate-"

"We? You let someone say something crazy. I may can't hit them physically but emotionally? Tuh." I said.

He chuckled before pecking my lips. He went to his side of the closet and continued packing. I glance at him and nervously bit my lip.

"Hey, are you ok?" I ask.

He looked at me and chuckled.

"I am fine, why'd you ask?" He ask.

"I just know...it's been about a week now since the tour ended. If you want to record songs and stuff you can." I said.

The room filled with silence, he let out a breath and shook his head.

"That's not what you want." He said.

"I want you to be happy. Making music and being Bam...makes you happy." I smile.

He cupped my face and shook his head.

"No matter how much you smile...deep down inside I know you want me to take this hiatus serious." He said.

"I do...but if it's not what you want. I will respect that..." I trailed.

He clinched his jaw as his eyes searched mine.

"You don't deserve a half ass husband. You deserve everything, you are my everything...I will take this hiatus not only for myself but for us. As husband and wife." He said.

"I know you love music-"

"I love you more...music will come, creativity will come...but Jya? That's rare." He said.

I blush.

"You think I'm rare?" I ask.

"I think? I know. You're a master piece of a woman." He scoff.

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