7 Months Later
"Awe please?" Tara says.
"For the fifth time, no babe, I don't like it," I say pouting.
"Don't pout, you know I like to bite your lip," she says moving closer to me and taking my face in her hands. She brings her face closer to mine and takes my bottom lip into her mouth sucking on it. I moan and pull back.
"Fine! But not until after you have the baby," I say firmly, but softly.
"Yay," she says and looks at Cain. "I told you she loves me more," she says.
"I love everyone the same," I say with my hands up in surrender.
"Nope you wouldn't get a tattoo for him," she points out.
"I would just not anything major, what are we getting anyways?"
"Well you and I will be getting matching Queen crowns while he gets the King crown."
"That would be cute," I say and she smiles.
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The Three Of Us
Proză scurtăpo·lyg·a·my pəˈliɡəmē/ noun 1. The practice or custom of having more than one wife or husband at the same time. _________________________________________ "Amina wait!" He shouts trying to stop me. "What Cain?! What could you possibly want from me no...
