Mrs. Hood (A August Alsina and Mila J Fan Fic)

Chapter 21:

Mila inna MM😌😛
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Mila POV

I was up early making James breakfast. Shidd I had to thank him from what he did last night😂💯. I had on one me his shirts. Anyways, I had made him some bacon, eggs, grits, hash browns, sausage, and some pancakez. I made are plaits, then sat at the table waiting for him to come down. Y'all know how James said I make him feel like a little bitch, well he makes me feel like the old me. All girly and shit😌. I snapped out of ma thoughts when I felt someone kiss ma cheek. I turned ma head, and it was James. I smiled. He smiled back and kissed me. He sat down across from me, and I looked at him smiling.

James: All this fa lil ole me😆.

Mila:*giggles* Stop being cocky, and eat the damn food James, I said smiling at him.

He chuckled, and I ate some of my food also. I head him set his fork done. I looked at his plait but he wasn't done. I raised my eyebrow at him. He was just looking at me.

Mila: What😕?

James: Why ya cook all dis fa me😕?

Mila: Because of what ya did last night.

James: And that was.

Mila: Ya made love to me. Nobody's never did that to me, so I had to pay you back some how. Got nigga's over here limping an shit😂 but it's worth it😌.

He chuckled, and went back ta eating. Ion fall in love often butt....I think I love James. He brings out the old me. I like the old me. He just makes me forget about all the negative shit, and just think positive. I think he love me too, because you wouldn't just make love to me outta know where. I remember when I told Aug to make love to me😒. It didn't really feel like love. Just felt like regular great sex to me. I think he doesn't know how to make love either. But now I do, and I love the feeling. I felt myself blushing to myself.

James: MILA!!

Mila: What, why ya yellin.

James: Cause I been callin ya name fa a whole minute now. Ya ight?

Mila: Yeh....your p- I'm perfect😌.

He smiled at me, then got up and put are plaits in the sink. I got up from my chair, and started walking to the living room. James smacked my booty. I looked back at him. He chuckled, and wrapped his arm around me.

I sat down on the couch, and he sat down next to me. He put his head on my shoulder. I rubbed his head as we watched TV. my phone then dinged. I looked at it, and it was a text from August.

Text Convo

Aug: Can we talk.

Mila: Not right now.

Aug: You wit that nigga? Ion want him around ma kids.

Mila: Wym YO kids, these are our kids fuck you mean nigga. An I ain't even have this baby yet soooo chill😑.

Aug: What ever.

Mila: Fuck wrong wit you. Gettin tied of you. Treating me like shit, an I ain't even do nun ta you. Ya know what ion even care, don't talk to me no more. You can lose ma number for all I care😒.