All Grown Up (COMPLETED)

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Brielle Grace Bishop:

"Good morning baby girl." Zahir said as he entered the kitchen to me making Omlettes.

"Morning? Nigga it is 1:22 in the afternoon." I replied making me chuckle.

"Well if you ain't want round after round last night, maybe I would have been up at a reasonable time." He mumbled in a matter of fact tone.

"I can't get enough of you Maurice." I said as I placed the second omlette on a plate with smothered potatoes, and chocolate chip waffles.

"I can't get enough of you Grace. This smells so good." He mumbled picking up a plate

"Uh uh give me my kiss unless you ain't brush them teeth." I said, he leaned down pecking my lips. I picked my plate up sitting it at the table, I grabbed 2 glasses from the cabinet and sat them on the counter. I grabbed the orange juice and the apple juice from the fridge. I poured myself some orange juice, and Zahir some apple juice. I sat his cup down in front of him and mine next to my plate.

"Thank you princess." He said, I grabbed the syrup from the counter sitting it in the middle of the table. "I married April and had to hire a chef." He said chuckling. "I'm mad you knew you was my soulmate and let me marry that girl and get my feelings hurt."

"I tried to tell you I was in love with you at the wedding but Zachary bitch ass came outta no where on a bitch." I replied, why did I ever date that damn bitch? He acted like a complete female, whining about attention and wanting to spend time together, he bitched so much I almost got me a bitch. Zahir grabbed the syrup drowning his waffles in syrup, his omlette and potatoes were already gone.

"I'm glad you're mine, I'm glad I was lucky enough to have you and nobody else." He said, he looked up and I caught a glimpse of those gorgeous brown eyes. I picked my fork up and began to dig into my food. By the time I was done with my Omlette and potatoes this nigga finished his 4thbwaffle and then took one of mine.

"Zahir you ain't that damn hungry baby."

"I am." He mumbled, he took my last waffle and once he drowned it in syrup he devoured that.

"Crazy." I said, he picked my plate up and his sitting it in the sink. I picked up my glass of orange juice and drank it all within seconds and he mirrored my actions with his apple juice. He took my glass and placed it in the sink along with his.

I got up from the table and before I could walk out the kitchen he pulled me back by my waist. "You can't cook me breakfast like that and just think you can leave."

"You said that yesterday Za."

He picked me up sitting me on the counter. "I-" he stopped before he could finish his sentence once we heard our front door close. That can't be nobody but Bria ass, "Who the hell is that?" Za asked

"Sorry sir I tried to tell her she couldn't just bust in here." Savin said trailing Bria in the kitchen.

"You do what you want when you poppin." Bria replied spinning the set of keys she had around on her finger. She only had on a sports bra and leggings.

"Bitch why you naked?" I asked

"I have very few outfits at Savin's condo and I wanted to be cute today." She replied, I spotted a couple of hickeys on her stomach, and a bunch on her neck. I raised an eyebrow, mean ass Savin getting pussy? "Anyways I came to the y'all Savin is off today, he is going to help me with Mercy today. Auntie Bey, Uncle Chris, and Joseph are going to Texas for one of Joseph's boxing matches.