Fraudulence.

36.

It has literally been eight days since I last updated this book.

I'm so sorry for keeping y'all waiting for so long, lmao. But shit, I been trying to enjoy these last days of summer before I have to go back to hell (school).

But I started to think about y'all while I was watching some Fetty videos on YouTube (I do that, yes, y'all better not judge) so I came up with thiisss.

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-Six weeks later

Omniscient...

Camila was sitting at her vanity fixing her hair for the day.

She had to go to the doctor since it's been six weeks since she had Khalil.

"What you gettin' ready for?" Zoovier questioned as he came into the bedroom, kissing Camila's cheek.

She giggled and clipped one section of her hair up while she applied some hair oil to her curls.

"I have my six-week postpartum checkup today." She informed her boyfriend.

"What about the post office?" Zoo asked. His face was scrunched up in confusion.

Camila couldn't help but laugh at his cluelessness. "Who said something about the post office, dumb ass?"

Zoovier sat on the edge of their bed and continued to watch Camila get ready for her appointment.

"I thought I heard you say sum' about the post office."

Camila shook her head. "To keep things simple for you, I have an appointment with my OB/GYN to see how things are going after having Khalil." She briefly explained to him.

"Oh."

"Uh huh." Camila took the clip out of the top section and fluffed the rest of her hair up.

"You done watchin' me like a creep?"

"Baby, I'a watch you if I want to." He let his tongue swipe across his bottom lip as he leaned back. "Wit'cho cute ass."

Zoovier was leaning back on the bed, resting on his elbows.

He quietly laughed. "I do what I please; You ain't got a option. You mines anyways."

He quoted his best friend Monty's song, Not Poppin.

"Yours?" Camila raised her left eyebrow. "Yo, there ain't no ring on this finger."

She stood up from the small bench in front of her vanity before going into her closet to pick out a pair of shoes.

She slipped on a pair of sandals onto her recently pedicured feet.

Once Camila walked out into the room and close enough to where Zoo could reach her, he pulled her in by one of the belt loops on her jeans.

"Com'ere." He mumbled.

She sat on his lap and got comfortable. Then she smacked her lips.

"Whaaaaat?" She dragged out. "You're going to make me late for this damn appointment, babe."

She could feel Zoovier move her hair out of the way and start to kiss on her neck.

Then he started to nibble on her neck, attempting to leave hickies all over it.

Camila laughed threw her arm around her boyfriend's neck.

"Oh my god, stop." She started to laugh even harder than she was before.

The two ended up in a full-on make out session.

Zoovier's hand slowly moved from her thigh up to where the button on her jeans were.

Camila felt him messing with the button, so she broke away from their kissing.

"Uh uh," She grabbed his hand and moved it. "We can't do anything until after I go to this appointment." She informed him.

"Mila, it's been too damn long." He practically pleaded with her. "Camila–"

"I know, baby. I know." She sighed. "I want this just as bad as you do but the doctor has to give me an 'okay' on this."

"Now will you please give me a kiss so I can get to the doctor's office on time?" She puckered her lips up.

"You look stupid." Zoo laughed before placing a kiss on her lips. "Don't do 'dat no more."

Camila stood up from his lap. "Fuck you." She held the middle finger up before grabbing her cell phone off the charger.

"Hopefully, I'll be doing 'dat later on tonight. All up inn'at puss–"

"Goodbye, Zoo!" She cut him off, walking out of their bedroom.

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Camila...

"So we ca' fuck na' again?" Zoovier asked me over the phone.

I was walking out of the building and towards my car so I could leave.

My OB/GYN gave me a 'yes' on having sex again, so I know Zoo is overly excited about that. But it's not likely that he'll even get something when I get home.

I heavily breathed as I unlocked the car and got in replying, "Yes babe."

"Hold up right quick." He told me. I could hear him cheering on the other end.

He clapped a couple of times before speaking up. "Alright, I'm back ma."

"You're so childish." I started the car up and put my seatbelt on. "I'll see you when I get home, daddy."

"Shit like that will get you fucked up, Mila. I'm not playin' no mo' games wit' you. Especially after how long I had to wait for some– girl I'm bout to tear ya' shit up."

"That sounds painful." I sarcastically mumbled to myself. "Love you."

"Love you, too."

"Bye."

I hung up, put my phone in the little holder next to me, and took off towards the house.