Chapter 19

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Desire Holland Harris/

"Ma Can We Go Play Now." Presley Asked.

"Yea. And Do Not Go Out There Being Wild. Stay With Eachother." I Said. They Nodded.

"Do Yall Hear Me?" I Asked.

"Yes Ma'am." They All Said.

"Here." I Gave Them There Playing Card & They Went Off To Play.

The Kids & Prince, We All At Dave & Busters. Having A Great Time.

"You Did A Great Job." Prince Said.

"With What?" I Asked.

"On Raising Our Kids, On Your Own At That." He Said.

"Thank You." I Said. He Held My Hand.

"You Know, I Already Made Some Calls On Us Adding 3 More Rooms In The House." He Said.

"Prince You Know We Dont Need All That Space." I Said.

"You Never Know. I Might Just Might Keep Busting In You Everytime." He Whispered In My Ear. I Smilled.

"Woah There Old Man." I Said.

"Old?" He Said.

"Yea, Mr. 27 Years Old." I Teased.

"Shutup." He Pushed Me Playfully.

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Prince Harris/

"Imma Go Head Out & Get Preston Ill Be Back." I Said & Kissed Desire .

"Da Hurry Up, I Wanna Show Preston My New COD Game." Princeston Said.

"Aight Yall." I Said.

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"Dad!" Preston Hugged Me.

"Hey Son." I Said. "Go To Your Room For A Sec, I Need To Talk To Your Mom." I Told Him.

"Okay." He Said.

"Look, Im Sorry For--" She Cut Me Off By Kissing Me. I Was Feeling It, But I Remembered I Had A Wife.

"You Know I Cant Do This Gabby." I Said.

"She Dosent Have To Know." She Said.

"No All I Know Is You Could Be Setting Me Up. Lets Go Pres!" I Yelled.

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"Look Pres!" Princeston Yelled.

"I Swear Thats All Yall Do." I Said.

"Da I Wanna Sister." Presley Said.

"It Will Come A Time You Have A Little Sister Baby Girl." I Said.

"That Time Needs To Hurry Up." She Said. Lord If She Isnt Desire.

"Desire, What We Eating Tonight?" I Asked.

"I Dont Know. What Yall Want?" She Asked.

"Mommy I Want Getti." Prior Said.

"Spaghetti Baby." Desire Said.

"Spaghetti It Is." I Said.

"Okay." Desire Said & Went To Go Cook In The Kitchen.

I Got A Text From Gabby.

Text Mode/

Gabby🖕🏾: I Dont Want Desire Around My Son No More!

Me: You Cant Do That To Pres. Damn, You Just Have To Ruin Everything.

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