Dave the type of guy who would give his last to a stranger because he never wanna see a soul struggle that's what Tia loved about him the most he is husband material and if you was to ask Dave Tia was wife material
They have been best friends for...
I had just finished getting woken up by Dave's tongue all in Big Mama. The best kind of wake-up if we're being honest. After he had me squirming and breathless, I hopped in the shower and let the steam hit my skin, still humming from the way he started my morning.
Now I was fresh, wrapped in my robe, skin still dewy, ready to chill. I didn't know what my husband had planned for my birthday, and surprisingly—for once—I wasn't anxious to find out. I was just going with his flow, letting him take the lead.
He walked in with this smooth ass grin on his face, carrying a platter stacked with breakfast and fresh fruit like he was my personal chef. Yes, husband. He knew exactly what to do.
Dave: "Happy birthday, mama. Eat up."
I grinned, sitting up straighter in the bed.
Me: "Thank you, Bear. Ooo... I'm about to go in on this fruit."
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"I already know how you coming," Dave said, walking in the room with Kenzie on his hip and Kairi following right behind him.
Kenzie let out a little "Mmmm" and reached for me.
"Ma! Hey baby," I cooed, reaching out to take her from Dave's arms. I kissed her cheeks up while she squealed.
"Happy birthday, Mommy!" Kairi grinned, holding out a card and a gift bag.
"Aww, thank you, baby." I took the card first, unfolding it to see a drawing of the two of us. At the bottom, in big, shaky letters, it read: To the best mommy in the world. I love you. –Kairi
I smiled to myself. I already knew Dave helped her write most of it—the man's handwriting was all over it—but my girl definitely wrote her name. She'd been practicing.
I opened the bag and gasped.
"My favorite perfume?" I held up the bottle of Coco Chanel and looked at her. "Aww thank you, Lil Mama. I love it!"
