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                             PLEASE

" Hold your horses!"

Amara shouted from her bedroom as she wrapped a silk night gown around her body. It was eleven thirty at night and had been laying naked on her bed  since once again it was hotter than hell in Africa. The twins had been discharged earlier that day and were quietly sleeping in their beds. They were still a bit weak but the doctor said they would be fine after a few days.

" What are you¿ _what happened to you?"

She asked noticing his blue eye and actively bleeding cut under his left eye. With scratches on his face and a busted lower lip, he looked like he was involved in a fight with claws.

" My wife happened. I need a place to crash just for tonight, I'll look for a hotel in the morning."

" Don't you people have houses everywhere?"

" You people?"

" You know what I mean, you rich people. I know that you never own more than one property."

" I don't but all my residential areas are fully occupied and the beach house is currently being renovated. I swear I'll be out of your hair by tomorrow, pretty please."

Hesitantly she let him in. Under her hallway light, he looked really bad. Akilah had scratched him so much his dark skin was red. His violet shirt was almost soaked with blood.

" I swear it's not as bad as it looks, I happen to be a heavy bleeder."

" Let's get you cleaned up then, follow me."

He followed her into her bedroom then her bathroom where she sat him down on the toilet seat and she pulled the  vanity mirror seat for herself.

" Forewarning, it will sting."

He hissed when she cleaned the cut underneath his eye but was silent for the rest of his face and neck. His hands also had a few cuts from him trying to block her attack since he could not hit her back. Frustrating but he knew that Akilah would not hesitate hauling his black ass to jail if he dared fight back.

" Was she carrying a blade?"

" No. Just these nails you girls always have on."

" Nah_ ah. Don't say we because I cannot stand nails. Tried it once and never liked them. I don't know how they do it."

" I've never noticed that you never have fake nails on till now, guess I'm so used to seeing them, every woman just automatically has them."

" It happens. Has she done this before?"

" The last time she put her hands on me was in college because some girl told her I was cheating on her with her. We broke up only for her to apologise a few days later when she found out the girl was lying."

" Didn't you tell her it was a lie?"

"I did but you know how you women are."

" I told you to stop generalizing."

She purposely pressed on the cut underneath his eye as she applied a piece of elastoplast to it.

" ouch! I'm sorrr..."

He drifted off when he noticed that her robe had come undone and stopped her when she quickly tried to tie it back up.

" Can I? Please?"

"Don't try nothing or I will kick you out."

He nodded then caressed her naked abdomen gently before placing a soft kiss just above her belly button.