"Comm check...
Testing, one... two...
Kwes Boaz speaking.
...you a hear me?
Ah. You ever wake up and feel like something's...missing? That's my life. Seven years after. Now I'm back, but nothing's the way I left it. Not even me.
Amnija happened righ...
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"Na'jourrrr!!! You do not neeed an assistant! Why do you have an assistant!?" Nijaa snapped from the bedroom. She must have been in my phone.
I chuckled.
I had her over for my layover in Miami. A new habit of mine. Every chance I got with her I took it. If I'm in a city close to her, I sent for her. If I was out the country, I sent a jet for or sup'm. I just needed her around me. She was like water. Mandatory to my daily routine.
The door slid open and I stepped out, after drying my body.
"Nijaa me nuh inna the mood fi yuh f..kry," I sighed, nakedly walking from the bathroom to the bedroom.
"You don't need an assistant when you have a wife!" she argued, but got distracted, once she saw my dick swinging with every step I took.
Her lips fell into an 'O' then she started smiling. "Can I have that?"
I bit my lip and reached for the towel.
"I neeeed that," she added.
With a smirk, I wrapped the towel around me, a bit slow, as she stood there mesmerized by me.
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"You're so fineee," she blushed, no longer mad at me it seems. "I just know our baby gonna thank me for choosing you to be her dad."
I smiled at her.
"How yuh feel about having the baby in the Cayman Islands?"
She immediately started smiling too. "In the hospital you were born in?"
"Yeah," I nodded.
"I don't mind," I smiled at her considering it. "Actually... it's whatever you want."
"Preciate it," I met her stare, and leaned in to press a kiss on her lips. She wouldn't understand how much that meant to me.
