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Can I?

"Candy." I called out walking to my room. I heard her groan and smiled as I got to the room door.

"Chris, leave me alone." She said from somewhere in the room. I caught a glimpse of her getting out night clothes and leaned up against the closet.

"Nope. You shoulda told me. You know I broke up with that girl Brandi for you. You used to tell me she talked mad sh!t about you and Ion go for girls like that. Now I know why you do the things you do and say the sh!t you say. You want a real honest response from me? I never gave it to you..." I said pulling her out of the closet.

She didn't resist and I pulled her to the bed to sit down while I stood in front of her beautiful self.

She placed her clothes beside herself and looked at me with folded arms. Furrowed brows and a poked out lip looked so good on her. Her being pregnant did too shiid. Ain't gon lie; I was turned on all over again.

"Chris..? What are you doing?" She asked me as I inched closer to her face. I blinked. What am I doing?

"Showing you how much I've wanted to do this." I said shakely as my lips touched and wrapped around hers. My tongue asked her for entrance, but she pushed me away gently.

"I don't want your lips on mine after you kissed that bitch." She said jealously. How the fvck... I was red all over again by now, but I laughed it off nervously. I pray to God she deletes that video.

"That wasn't even-right..." I looked in her eyes as soon as she looked down. "Go take your bath I'll be in there to wash your-"

"Chris!" She interrupted. I looked up not knowing I was staring at her chest through her tank top until I looked up.

"What?? I was gonna say back." I said blushing. She rolled her eyes not believing me.

"We went over this... Once in my life. When I broke my leg after you persuaded me to hit that backflip off the trampoline in your mama's backyard." She said accusingly.

"That was years ago, but was it that you had to wear plastic bags in the shower?" I joked. She shook her head. "I owe you an arm and a leg?"

"Nope. Try again." She said folding her arms around her belly.

"Don't stand on crutches cause its bag luck if your legs not broken." I asked.

"Uh.. Nu-uh." She shook her head and looked at me like, you know what I said. I shrugged. I do, but I don't.

"I don't know!! Uh... Ooo! I got it!" I said excited like I really was about to tell her something good.

"Go head tell me." She said enthusiastically smiling.

"You don't like potato chips you said they gave you-"

"Chris! I don't trust you with my bod-"

"Mmm, that was it. Yea. I knew I had something right."I said thoughtfully to myself looking at her. "why?" I asked curiously, but I knew the answer. I think.

She looked up at me and blushed. Caught offguard by the question.

"W-what you mean why? You know why!" She said offensively. I stared at her strangely.

"I don't. That's uh... That's why I asked..?" I said to her like I was talking to a slow person. "Why can't I wash your back? You know you can't reach it,and-"

"Just... Shut up." She said laughing at me. I laughed too. Shut up is her favorite word.

"I always loved your laugh... It was something I held on to.." I shrugged hands digging into my gym shorts  as I looked down at nothing. I felt her stand up in front of me and sighed as she touched my face lifting my chin.