Exchange || Bryson Tiller [ #Wattys2017 ]

XLIV

I feel like this is long overdue. aren't they nice?

Mariah.

"Oooooh Bryson, right there."

"Just like that?"

I nodded, "Yesss baby, just like that."

He smirked and continued helping me stretch.

I finally got Bryson to agree to help me with my yoga.

I even had a mini mat on the side of us where Micah and Harley imitated us.

It's Monday but I took off from work today cause I'm spoiled and wanted to be laid up under my man. And we decided not to take the kids to school because we can.

In the middle of stretching my phone rang and I hurriedly squeezed out of Bryson's arms.

"Well damn." I heard Bryson mumble.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey Riah!" Lena spoke through the phone.

I smiled, "Hey Ms. Preggo! Wassup?"

"Nothing, I tried calling Bryson but he didn't answer so what y'all doing?"

"Oh his phone is on silent, he was helping me with yoga."

Lena laughed, "Girl how the hell did you get him to do that?"

"She just spoiled as fuck." Bryson said taking the phone from me.

I rolled my eyes but smiled.

He ain't lying.

"Aw, you whipped Bry?" I heard Lena ask.

He rolled his eyes, "Shut up before I get yo nigga to beat you up."

"Oh, my nigga beats me up almost every night."

My mouth dropped and Bryson scrunched his face.

"See. That's why you pregnant now."

Lena laughed, "True. But Bryson and Mariaaaaaah." She sang.

"Yessss?" I sang back.

"What nigga?" Bryson asked.

I glared at him and Lena sucked her teeth.