Wicked Love 3 (Kyle Kuzma)

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Thursday, October 28th, 2021

Kyle 🏀

After our little fallout two weeks ago, Ari hasn't really made too much of an effort to communicate with me.

I swear that woman can hold a grudge longer than a professional team can hold a win streak.

I've apologized every single day since. I can't have my wife be mad at me anymore, I just can't. There's so much I've been struggling to do, but I guess this is just her way of saying "I told you so." In which she's right. It's quite obvious that a man needs a woman more than a woman needs a man. Read that again so y'all can check me whenever I say some slick shit.

"You made your point!" I stress, agitated as hell.

"Did I?" Ari asked.

"Yes." I groan.

"So what did we learn?"

"That women are very much capable of multitasking better than men can."

"What else?"

"To never underestimate that power."

She grins. "Good."

So evil!

"Just promise me you'll take it easy on yourself? Our kids need their mama." I say.

She nods in agreement to that.

Thank goodness.

*****

Today we were scheduled to take paternity photos. 7 months into her pregnancy and she's really making it hard to be celibate. Like...HOW DO YOU LOOK THAT GOOD?!?

"Why do you look so edible right now?" I whine.

Ari laughs midway through the picture. I just know that one is going to come out perfect. The genuine smile on her face after I said that was definitely going to look good in that photo.

She took a few solo pics, before they bought Violet and I into it. They had painted Violets hands white and placed them onto Ari's belly. Now you saw two small hand prints right beneath her bellybutton.

They gave her a sign that said "Big Sis" and had her stand right next to Ari's leg. Ari was standing to my left with her left hand on top of her stomach. My left hand was on her lower back and my right hand was on Violet's left shoulder. Right before the picture got taken, Violet looked up at Ari.

The next photo taken was of me standing behind Ari with my hands on her stomach and her hands over mine. Our wedding rings were visible, which was meant to signal that this is a product of our love. Violet wasn't in that one, but she was in the next one.

Most of the pictures were of just Ari alone, which I had no problem with. I can stare at that woman all day and never get tired of it. She makes me want to be a better me. For her, for Violet, and for our boys. Speaking of our boys, I think they kicked. By the look on her face, they sure did.

"I don't appreciate getting kicked during my shoot boys." Ari taps her stomach gently.

I laugh at that. Those boys will be getting a lot of spankings. Why? Because they have my genes down to a tea. Bad as hell.

"I apologize ahead of time." I smirk.

She narrows her eyes at me and I chuckle.

Those boys are going to have her heart though, trust me on that.

*****

"So Jeff emailed me the pictures just now. These are what they look like." Ari said, clicking on the file.

I just put Violet to bed...and it's 3AM. I just put my daughter to bed at 3AM. I really did not sign up for this shit.

"Oh cool." I say.

She clicked through all 30 of them, ultimately deciding to make the one with the three of us her wallpaper.

"He moves quick." I compliment. I give it to him, he knows how to get the job done. Well worth $250 with the way he finessed these flicks.

"Definitely." She said.

She scrolled through them again, before closing her laptop and putting it on the nightstand.

"Okay. So I looked into some ideas for the boys nursery." She said.

I nod.

"I have the perfect idea. And you, my loving husband, are going to help me execute it." She grins at me.

I chuckle, laying my head in her lap. I listen to her explain the idea to me, taking in everything she's saying and adding some ideas of my own. It's not much compared to hers, but it counts for something. I know it will because I'm doing it.

"As for the baby shower?" I ask. The baby shower that I won't be here for because we have a game against Denver that weekend.

"I truly wish your schedule wasn't so abnormal." She said.

I shrug. "It comes with the territory."

"I know." She frowned.

I look up at her. "You can have some of the girls help you out with bringing the gifts inside."

She pouts at me and I chuckle, trying to fix her face.

"Stop pouting at me." I say.

"It makes you all squishy inside, that's why I'm doing it." She grins.

I shake my head at her. She always wants to be babied, in which I have no problem with at all. She looks like a baby, so that's just more leverage.

"I wish I could love on you the way I could before these two started growing." She frowns.

"Who said you couldn't?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Your sons." She said.

I look up at her, grabbing her left hand. I kiss her fingers gently before running my thumb along her knuckles.

"I thought I told you that wasn't gone stop me from kissing on you?" I remind her.

She blushed, looking away from me. I sit up, wrapping my arms around her. She lays against me, holding my forearms.

"As soon as they're out, I'm getting right back in." I nibble on her earlobe.

"Give me three years. That's all I ask." She shivered. She doesn't think I noticed she did, but I did. I notice everything.

"Sure." I shrug. "That don't mean I can't sex you up the way I want to."

"Work. Work comes first." She said.

"Don't feed me that bullshit." I roll my eyes. "You're gonna be ten times more horny than I will be."

"I detect no lies."

"That's what I thought."

She can run but she can't hide.