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Josie's Point of View

I knocked on the door before continuing to scroll on my phone. The door opened and there she was.

"Come on in" she ushered me with a come hither motion.

The pink lace bra and panties almost made me trip over the door frame.

"Uh, wassup?" I asked plopping down on the couch, leaving her by the door.

"Nothin, I just wanted to see you babe."

I rolled my eyes, this chick.

She did look fine as hell though. Skin glowing, ass

poking and them dimples, lawd! Stay strong, Jo..

"So what was all that cryin shit on the phone? You

know what, I'm out. Please, don't ever hit me up no

more, for any reason aight? It's done." I stared a hole in

her before moving to the door. I could never be harsh with her.

"Josie Nicole.." She was behind me now. My hand on the doorknob.

"You know, and I know that you can't leave me like this." She wrapped her hands around my front and

pressed those luscious titties against my back. Her

tongue found my ear, nipping and sucking. Shit, I was

gettin turned on to the max.

I turned, grabbing her and pressing her heated body against the cold door.

"What is it that you want, huh, Diamond Reneé?" I gripped her wrists in my hands.

"I just want you back in my life, but since that won't happen just fuck me daddy!"

"Perfect answer!"

I scooped up her body, legs wrapped around my waist- straight to the bedroom-


***

Nia's Point of View

Dinner was well underway. The wine was good and my

steak gorgonzola pasta was the bomb. We continued to

discuss the agreement, I snuck a peek at my phone to

check the time.

"So, you would be contractually bound to me for said

nine months.  Would you be looking for any compensation?"

"No, not at all. Just the simple things, furniture, clothes

and diapers. That stuff, no money."  I gave him a hard

look when I said no money.

He's probably the type to knock you up and put a

black card in your name. I snorted at the thought.

"No money- he mumbled as he continued to jot notes.

"Probably going to give money anyway, because I'm a millionaire prick who doesn't listen to his surrogate."

He underlined those words. We looked up at each other in laughter.

This is the easy part.. Until, down comes baby.

Hmm, I wonder what Josie was doing?

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