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Jasmine POV

I took the garlic bread out the oven and sliced it down. Then I put it on the made table along with the lasagna. Paul told me to make enough for three more so right now, I have a feast on my table.

I took off my apron, and put it on the counter. Meadow Rain started to whimper. I had her in her bassinet in a chair. Tell me that's not smart. She was good while I made the dinner. I put her bobo in her mouth and she quieted.

"There we go. My baby is a good baby. I just wish ya daddy would come home." I said.

As if on cue, the door slammed and I heard a mixture of shoes on the floor. Vin was the first I saw. He gave me a bear hug and went to Meadow Rain.

"She gorgeous." Michelle nodded

"Paul Walker II." Jordana laughed.

"Hey, sweetie." Paul came around the corner.

I flinched and was about to scream but remember our one week old daughter.

"What....the...Fuck...did...you...do?" I asked slowly.

His hair...his once curly and blonde hair is gone. He cut his hair! What in the name of Neptune! I wanted to cry.

"I had to. I'm a FBI agent and they make you cut ya hair to look professional. I'm sorry."

"Man, she is a beauty." Vin said as he put Meadow Rain back in her bassinet.

"Thanks."

During diner, I barely looked at Paul. I was so disgusted. I mean, did he even think about me when he decided to cut his hair? I mean, I have nothing to grab a hold now.

"How was your day?" Vin asked me.

"Good. You know, Meadow Rain is really quiet? She only cried when she need something done but other than that, she was an angel."

"I want kids so bad. Gah." Michelle said.

"Did you feel any pain?"

"Yes. I had an emergency C section so the staples hurt. It still does a little."

"Jasmine, pass the-"

"Bye hair cutter." I held my hand in front of Paul face.

"Oh my- it's for the movie." He kind of yelled.

"I'm gonna need you to bring the ten down to a five before you get these paws." I said.

"You should really join the movie, Jasmine. You seem like a good actor." Vin said.

"Nah. I'm a housewife." I smiled.

"Well, housewife, can you pass the wine? I'd appreciate it." Paul said.

I handed him the bottle and he thanked me.

"So Vin, how's Jessica?" I asked

"She's good. Three months strong."

"I though you guys were together for years." Paul said.

"Ah no. That's me and Letty Ortiz. Me and Jessica Pura has only been together for three months."

Michelle laughed.

"Speaking of Letty. Have you spoken to your sister?" Paul looked at me.

I rolled my eyes. "Hell to the no. I hate her."

"You do not. I'm sure if someone was jumping Letty, you would be the first to jump in so..."

"Why don't you shut up." I looked at Paul.

I forgot napkins. I got up and went to the counter where we keep our napkin dispenser. I looked up at the window and saw Brandon blowing me a kiss.

It scared me so bad that I knocked over a few glass cups.

- Because I'm Bad , I'm Bad -

- I was watching the long version and I got so tight at the end when Michael kept saying all the little thang-a-ma-blubbers . Like we get it and then the guy , looking like Bubbles Daddy , put his hands on him . Bitch where ! Only mofo that can touch him is me and it damn sure ain't the way u did .

- You gotta caress Michael . Make him warm up -

-ChunkyMonkey

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