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Josilyn POV

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"Hey baby?"

"Mhmm," he hummed, keeping his eyes closed.

I continue to massage his shoulders, "I think we should eat out today."

"Eat out?"

"Yeah. We haven't in a while."

"What are you talking about? We've been eating out all week."

"But one more day won't be bad, right?"

"I'm tired of eating out, I told you that.."

"Okay, okay," I calmed him, going a different route, "I'm just so tired today."

He turned around to look at me, but I kept him in place. I continued massaging.

"Well I'm not forcing you to cook, Jo. I just thought you were since yesterday you said-"

"I changed my mind."

"Well. Okay then." He sounded confused.

"So," I started slowly, "Eat out?"

"No, I'll just fix a sandwich."

"Even for dinner?"

"You're not cooking dinner either?" He fully turned around, "You were just talking about how you've been having cravings for tacos."

"My cravings changed."

"Right," he eyed me.

"And I think it'd be nice. Just you, me, and Brianna."

"What about Angel and Carter?"

"They'll stay home."

"Why would we leave them at home? Jo you're not making-"

"Okay, you know what? Never mind," I pressed a kiss to his lips, "I'm in the mood for tacos again. I'll cook."

"If you don't feel like it, I can-"

"No, I can. Don't worry about it."

"Okay weirdo," he grabbed my waist and brought me down on the bed.

He began leaving small kisses down my neck. I moaned as he switches up his tactics, hesitantly stopping his torture, "You're going to leave a hickey."

"Where are the kids?" He tugged at the hem of my shirt, and I helped him quickly get out of his. My fingers fumbled with the zipper on his jeans.

"Playing.. playing on the.. on the something," I exhaled, bringing his mouth back down to mine. He smiled against my lips.

"Wait, wait, wait," I moved his hands from where they were wondering.

We weren't supposed to be doing this. I wasn't supposed to be.

"What?" Louis asked.

His warm chest was just beneath my fingers. I stared at the roof, trying to remember my train of thought and mission.

"We can't."

"Why not?"

"Because.." I lost my words once again when he smiled and kissed me again.

"What in the world is going on with you, babe? Is it Josie Jr.?"

"A-And dinner. Gotta get started on dinner."

"Dinner will be a little late tonight," His hands reached underneath my thighs while he carried and gently lied me down at the top of the bed.

He hovered over me in all his angelic beauty before I put my hand up to stop him.

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