❁Omaha Interracial Preferences and Imagines❁ (Completed)

Daddy Sam

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"What the fuck are you doing?" I stopped in my tracks and looked down at Sam who had my child in his hands his hair dyed blonde at the ends.

"He wanted hair like his Daddy so I gave him hair like me"

I dropped my bags down on the floor, "Did he hurt you baby? I'm sorry I left you alone with him Elijah"

"I love my hair mommy"
His tiny hands went up to his head and moved them throughout his short brown and blonde hair.

"Come on you gotta admit we look cute" I looked at Sam then at Elijah, "Okay you do. You look cute, very cute"

"Thanks mommy. Can I go play in my room now?"
I put Elijah down and he ran away.

"So what's up baby?"
Sam asked walking up to me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "Nothing I'm just wondering why you dyed his hair and never even called to tell me anything before hand"

"It was a surprise"
I laughed "You know just for that, no booty for a week so no looking or touching"

"No no no, you can't do that"

"Yes the fuck I can, you want to dye his hair and call it a surprise. Here is your surprise."

"You can't hurt me like that baby"

"I do what I want when I'm Poppin"
I flipped my hair and walked away into the kitchen.

Guess what...
You do what you want when you Poppin.