I Love You (Book2)

•I LOVE YOU 26•

So you aren't confused their house has 3 floors.

First floor is just the garage and entrance.

Second floor is the living room and kitchen.

Third floor are the bedrooms.
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"So our neighbors seem nice," Bey said once I locked the front door.

"Yeah, I guess."

"You ok, baby?" Beyoncé asked feeling on my forehead.

"Yeah, why?" I asked as we walked up the stairs.

"You seem kinda out of it," she shrugged.

"I'm good. Hey, um you hungry?" I asked trying to change the subject.

"You know I am. Your child always has me starving," she said with a laugh.

"So what we watching tonight?" I asked turning on the Apple TV.

"I was thinking the last episode of Empire," Bey said laying down on the couch.

"Nope. We not doing that tonight. I haven't seen the season 2 finale," I said.

"Get with the program, Jiggy Wiggy. That was ages ago," She said snapping her fingers in my face.

"Girl if you don't..." I said getting loud while clapping my hands.

We both broke out laughing like idiots. "Let's watch a throwback," Bey said pulling me down to lay with her.

"Fresh Prince?" I asked.

"You know it. But let's change, I want to put on some pajamas," Bey said.

"You go change, I'll be right up. Let me just call the pizza," I said and she nodded going up the stairs.

After calling the pizza I heard Bey coming down the stairs. I looked her up and down, she was wearing some tight ass booty shorts and a tank top.

Let me say that this pregnancy is reallyyy benefiting me. "Can you stop staring?" Bey asked with a laugh as she came up to me.

I laughed and pulled her onto my lap, "What? I can't stare at my beautiful wife?" I asked kissing her.

"You can but you are making me nervous," She said blushing.

"I mean, babe, you have always had that zaaaamn type of body but now..." I said smacking her butt.

"Stawp! You know how messed up my hormones are," she said laughing.

We just watched Fresh Prince until the pizza arrived. "Baby when can we find out what we are having?" I asked as we ate.

"Up until now I thought I was having a baby," she said.

"You know what I mean."

"Well as of now I'm three months I think we need to wait until 5 months," she said.

"Ugh, I seriously want to find out now," I groaned.

"Well you seriously have to wait to find out," she mocked.

"Stop mocking me woman," I said slapping her thigh.

She just laughed and kissed me, "Do me a favor," she said against my lips.

"What?" I asked her.

"Sex me up," she said pulling back with a smirk.
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I was in the kitchen cooking pancakes while Bey was sleeping. The thing is I been up since 4 in the morning. I fucked Bey to sleep and just walked around the house doing nothing.

In my opinion these pancakes look good. I grabbed the spatula to flip the pancakes and tried to make it land on the huge pile. Sadly it made the top three fall. "FUCK!"

Soon I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, "Shawn?"

"Nah, its Ricky Ricardo."

(Only real Fresh Prince Of Bel-air Fans remember)

"Shawn shut the hell up, you ain't Carlton," Bey said giggling.

"Thank God not. Why would I want to change, I got the hottest wife," I said smirking.

"What are you doing up so early?" She asked slowly.

"Making pancakes," I said.

"I can see. Now why are there 20 pancakes scattered on my floor?"

"I was making food for our baby."

"Are you fucking crazy?"

"Maybe," I mumbled.

"Seriously what's going on? You've been acting different since we came back from the park," Bey said concerned.

"We have a baby on the way. You are going to college, I'm going to police academy. A cop and a therapist don't necessarily make big money, plus we both agreed on having more than one kid if possible," I said.

"You are having second thoughts," she simply stated, "Where is all this doubt coming from?"

"The other dads were giving me some advice and stuff. They told me all about babies and I don't know they making it seem like it's a bad thing and-"

"Shawn, those are their kids. What you know if they kids specifically are little bad asses. Our kids won't be like that, I don't do that shit and if they bad, they getting whooped."

"I guess," I shrugged nodding.

She came up to me and wrapped her arms around my waist, her little baby bump between us. Bey looked up at me and spoke, "No. There's no guessing, I am scared too. I'm pushing out a kid from my tight ass vagina but I think that as soon as I see his or her face it will all be worth it."

I leaned down and kissed her, "You're right. I can't wait to see our Jr," I said with a smile.

"Uh, what if it's a girl, Corey?" Bey asked raising her eyebrow.

"What if it's a boy, Giselle?" I shot back.

"Whatever. Now clean up my damn kitchen and come back to bed it's 4 am," she said turning away from me.

"LAWD THAT ASS!" I said smacking her butt.

"Boiii," she said shaking her head as she went up the stairs.

I refrigerated the save-able pancakes and threw away the other before going back upstairs. I saw Beyoncé sitting up on our bed.

"Shit, babe, I thought you fell asleep."

"No, you know I can't sleep without you," she said laying back down making me smile.

I took my shirt off and climbed into bed with her, "Bey, I'm sorry," I said holding her.

"For what?" She asked looking up at me.

"For being doubtful of, well, our future," I said.

"It's ok, baby. Everyone has the right to be scared sometimes," she said kissing my lips.

I leaned down and kissed her growing belly, "I'm sorry, Jr... Daddy was just scared," I said talking to Bey's stomach as she rubbed my head.

"That is so cuteeee," she dragged out, "Now come show me love," she said puckering her lips.

I kissed her lips a few times before turning off the lights, "Good night, wifey. Love you."

"Love you too, hubby," Bey said kissing my lips once more.