Naya's POV
"Why?" I ask looking down at the new tattoo. I actually really like this one, it may be my favorite.
"Why, what?" She chuckles, turning in my arms.
"Why a feather? What's the meaning?" I ask nodding my head towards the side of her head.
"I don't know." She shrugs. I nod slowly, reading her expression. I lean down and place my face in her neck and sigh.
"Sometimes I wish we could stay like this forever." I listen to her breathing, as her arms wrap around me.
"Yea, me too." Her fingers lightly trace my back. They slip their way under my shirt, and I get goose bumps.
"Your fingers are freezing." I shiver pulling away.
"I know." She shrugs.
"You ass." I hit her arm playfully.
"But, you love me." She smiles
"I do?" I question. She chuckles, shaking her head.
"Well why else would we be married. If you didn't love me." She pulls away and sticks her tongue out at me.
"True." I peck her cheek and sit on the bed. "Hey babe, before I forget. My mom is coming down to visit."
"Okay." She says, I hear a little something in her voice.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." She shrugs sitting next to me. I pull her on top of me so that she is straddling me.
"Something is wrong. What is it?" I ask holding her waist.
"It's just, I feel bad.."
"About?" I furrow my eye brows.
"You know what, it's nothing okay?" She says cupping my face in her hands. She leans in and kisses me passionately. I loose myself in the kiss, but slip back into reality.
"Woah, it is something. Please just tell me!" I look in her eyes. I flip her over, causing her to squeal and laugh. I lay there, thinking of a way to get her to talk. Got it!
"If you don't talk, I will tickle you!" I say as I straddle her waist, making sure I have a good grip on her.
"You wouldn't." I grab both of her hands in mine and pull them over her head. Placing them in one of my hands, using my other to show her I will.
"Naya! DON'T!!" She screams, trying to wiggle from my hands.
"You should know, from other experiences. That you can't get out of this predicament." I wink at her. Her face immediately turns red.
"Talk." I raise my eye brows. She shake her head no. "Alright, if you don't talk in 5 seconds. I'll will tickle you until you cant breath." I say.
"5...4." My hands getting closer to her side, as the numbers goes down. "3...2..." I pause for a moment to see id she breaks. "...1." I smirk at her and tickle her side, going from her side to her stomach and back.
"Naya.... Please.. N... No... Nay... S... Stop!" She screams trying to get her hands free.
"Are you going to talk?" I chuckle still tickling her.
"Y... Yes.. YES I'LL TALK!!" She nods her head. I stop and look at her, waiting for her to talk.
"I'm waiting..." I say still holding my hand over her stomach.
"Its just... Your mother was really excited to have a grandchild. And I... I ruined it." I let go of her hands, as she covers her face with them.
"Awwe, babe. No, no, no, you didn't ruin it." I shake my head, placing my hands over hers.
"I talked to my mom about it... She totally understands. Babe she's fine with it." I grip her hands and pull them down. Her eyes are squeezed shut.
"Open your eyes." I say to her, she shakes her head no.
"Open.." I wait, but she shakes her head no again. I intertwine our fingers and raise her hands over her head. Leaning down to her ear. "Open your eyes, Demi..." I whisper sexually in her ear. She once again shakes her head no. I let go of her hands and raise my shirt over my head."Alright, but your gonna miss the show...." I sway my hips on her and she grips the sheets. Squeezing her eyes shut harder. I move closer to her face and I can tell she will open her eyes soon.
"I know you don't want to miss this show, babe!" I say close enough for our lips to touch with each word. Her eyes begin to relax a little, but there still closed.
"C'mon Demi, open..." I whisper again. I lean down and kiss her neck slowly, throwing in a few bits and nibbles. She throws her head back, giving me more space. I hear a small moan escape her lips. I pull away, and her eyes open.
"Why'd, you stop?" She asks, looking a little disappointed.
"So I could do this..." I unclip my bra and throw it over my shoulder. Her eye brow raises and a smirk appears on her lips. I lean down again, close to her ear.
"I knew you would open your eyes." I nibble on her ear, and she flips us over. I start to giggle as she nibbles on the spot right below my ear.
"You know that tickles." I smile up at her.
"I know." She shrugs and comes back down to my lips.
Hey guys, I know this might be boring. But I had to do something to have them conversate about the baby. So I hope you guys like this. Sorry for such a really, really, late update. I'm sorry. But I'll upload, more. Okay, vote, comment and follow.
Your beautiful!!!
~Essence
