He sighed lowly to himself. "I love you too though"
"You don't..." I replied.
"Why don't you believe me?"
"Because you screamed it to me Jay, right after we conceived our daughter. I will never forget that...." I looked at him with tears pouring dow...
Chapter Twelve -With You At Last- ~~~~~~ :: April 29th, Flashback! :: (Jacob's Pov)
"Step into the bad side....ou ou ou" She sang, actually bringing her feet into the light as I walked up.
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"Why is you out here with ya titties out" I questioned her.
"Jay shut up, I just got out here to meet ya funky-ass. Now get in the house and take a damn shower so you can rub my feet" she laughed.
"I ain't rubbing them things, and who you think you talking to" I walked up closer, getting in her face.
*Coughs* "Please–ughh *coughs* "Ouu you stank nigga! Move already!" she ran away.
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"I really hate yo ass right now" she said, after groaning in pain.
I was letting her lay down on me, since she was still recovering from giving birth to Warren a few days ago. So now, I got off of work early to help her out more just until she felt a little better. It's the least I can do.
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"Why you hating on me?" I asked her, steady looking down at her face that was just so beautiful to me.
"Cuz I'm in pain because of ya ass, you stay getting a bitch pregnant..."
"It was only twice girl, shut up. And I'm sorry, but why would I pass up giving a beautiful woman like you my child"
"You so annoying, stop making me blush....sweet-ass....ow" she turned a little too quickly to hide her face.
"Stop tryna hide from me" I said, rubbing her cheeks softly.
She blushed and looked down to grab my hand, guiding me to rub her instead. She looked up at me and met me halfway in a kiss, in which neither of us pulled away from until a good minute or so later.
"I gotta talk to you about something"
"What is it?" I asked.
"Can you carry me upstairs" she laughed. "And no that's not what I wanted to talk about....I'm just lazy"
