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"My momma always told me that boys and books don't mix. I believed her but I still wanted both. I wanted boys and I wanted to keep my books."
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Hola hola by Sugarboy. Mad over this song for long❤️❤️❤️
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"Babe you wore the dress." Jeffery grinned, seeming absolutely pleased with Ifeoma.
To him he had never seen anyone who looked as beautiful as she was right now. She was really gorgeous. Jeffery gave himself a thumbs up for choosing the red gown he bought for her. He loved the way it complimented her fair skin and brought out her curvy shape. "You look breathtaking." Jeffery complimenting her as he gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks love. Lol the dress is also literally breathtaking." She laughed shortly. She felt tired after climbing up the stairs with the waitress to the top floor where Jeffery was. "I feel like I can't breathe well." Ifeoma fanned herself with her hand as she sat down on the chair Jeffery pulled out for her.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes I am. Just a little bit tight in here." Ifeoma replied taking in Jeffery in his suit and tie. "Honey why are we dressed so formally this evening?" She pointed at both of their outfits.
"It's a surprise." Jeffery's eyes gleamed with mischief. "So are you ready for the surprise?"
"Ow!" Ifeoma yelped in pain.
"Baby what is going on?" Jeffery moved his seat closer to Ifeoma. "What happened? Are you okay?" He asked, getting alarmed.
"Ah... Yes I'm okay. It's nothing. The baby just decided to kick right now." Ifeoma replied, holding Jeffery's hand tightly from across the table. "By the way you also look good yourself." She said, trying to change the subject.
"Thanks babe. You look the best." He replied, causing Ifeoma to smile sheepishly. "But princess," Jeffery turned serious.
"What is it?" Ifeoma asked equally as interested as Jeffery was serious.
"Do you want our baby to be a boy or a girl?"
"A girl of course." Ifeoma responded without wasting any time.
"But why now?" Jeffery put on a small frown. "I want our first baby to be a boy so that he can protect his sister when we have another baby."
Ifeoma choked on the water she was drinking and started coughing violently. Jeffery flew to her side and on her tapped back gently. "Sorry okay? Sorry." He said softly.
"Okay." Ifeoma said when she had recovered and Jeffery had returned to his seat. "What do you mean by when we have another baby and the first child protecting his sister? Do you want us to still have a baby after this?"
"Yes. Why not?"
"You are not serious at all." Ifeoma shook her head at him.
