Samir POV
After leaving work early ,Trish , August and , I decided to head home.
I sat back in the passenger seat just watching my baby drive. He had his right hand on the wheel while other pulled at his chin hair. I still can't believe he's home.
Reaching over to him , I removed his hat placing it in my lap before running my hand through his curls. His lips formed a smirk but he never took his eyes off the road.
I just took the time to admire him. August's side profile was perfect. From his fresh line up , down to the structure of his jaw , then finally to his full lips.
God I love this man and I'm glad he's home.
Even though he looks , sounds , and smells the same there was something different about him. His presence gave off a very intimidating vibe. I had to admit I like the weight on him. His shoulders were slightly broader , his neck was a little thicker , and his face was fuller. He just screamed power.
I knew most people at my office had something to say about August because everyone already knew what was going on. It was all over the news and people at the office are just looking for the newest gossip.
Some turned their noises up others wanted to be in my shoes. If only they knew the madness behind the smile.
I love August Raines with my whole heart and yes we've been through hell and high waters but that's not going to stop me from being by his side. Neither one of us honestly knew what real love looked or felt like only we meant each other.
The love we have isn't always perfect , it's not a fairy tale or a storybook and it didn't come easy. This love touched both of our souls. Its honest and true , there's mutual respect there and without a doubt the differences we have can be worked out. This love we have means we dream together and our hearts are connected.
But love is also a scary and dangerous thing , because to love someone means to give up a part of yourself and trust that person with your all and hoping they won't break you.
I trust August and he trusts me. Not even death can break us apart because our love will forever in on in our children , in our memory and in anyone that has ever come into contact with us.
The car coming to a stop broke me out of my thoughts.
Opening my door Trish and I hopped out the car as August grabbed our things. I quickly made my way to the front door because I was so excited for the kids to see him.
"Hurry up baby." I said as I put the key in the door.
"Girl don't rush me. Nobody told you and Trish to have this much shit."
I giggled as I pushed the door open. Letting him walk in first.
"Babies ! Where you at ?!"
"Upstairs mommy !" I heard Chay yell.
August looked at me hearing her call me that. All I could do was smile.
"All of you come down here please !"
I could here their feet hitting the floor. August placed everything on the table preparing himself because he knew they were about to lose their minds.
I watched as they all made it to the bottom of the stairs. Aaliyah was the last one.
"Hey my baybehs."
Their head snapped in August direction hearing his voice. All at once they took for towards him screaming giving him a big group hug.
He ended up on the floor laughing and wrapping his arms around them. That's when I noticed one was missing. Looking back over at the steps I saw Aaliyah standing there holding on to the rail.
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