Life After Marriage Book 3

I love my life

****sorry y'all my new school and work schedule is horrendous. But i thank all my fam that reached out to make sure i was ok. That means a lot that you care that much. Luh y'all!!!"

Amber POV-

"Goodmorning mama. Pop-pop loves you." I rolled my eyes as August lifted my shirt to do his daily ritual of planting soft kisses on my stomach, talking to the baby. He was convinced it was a girl.

One Sata was enough me and just wait till she starts dating and getting old enough to dress herself. August, as protective as he was, is going to be like the police. No boys and she'd only be allowed to wear long ankle skirts. I actually feel bad for my babygirl thinking about it. He would loose his mind with two.

That's why I'll take another Auggie. Just please not another cry baby. Between him and Big Aug, I can't with anymore tears.

"August get up." I moved my hair out my eyes.

He was downright annoying because we still were not cool from the other night. But he can't take me being mad at him, so he tries to play this innocent sweet role.

He got up then kissed my forehead and grabbed my waist.

"Good-morning." He looked down at me seeing as he was so tall.

I side eyed him. "We are not cool."

"Why?" He put his forehead against mine.

Really? 😒

"Don't play stupid August."

"I apologized in the shower last night babe. Stop being mad." He pecked my lips.

I turned my head away from him.

"And that doesn't always cut it. Especially when you do things like accusing me of sleeping with your brother."

He followed my face putting his forehead back against mine.

"You think if I really thought that he'd be here around you and my kids?"

"Then why did you say that?"

"I already told you why. I'm territorial about my wife. Period."

"That doesn't even make sense. Move." I tried to push him away.

"I'm not moving until you tell me you love me." He kept one arm around my waist and the other on the fridge above me.

"Well you're not going to get that so get ready for work."

"You don't love me?"

"Not really." I looked at him trying to seem unbothered.

He had a salty unamused look on his face.

"Move." I slightly yelled.

"You bogus for that."

"I'll just be bogus."

"And you wrong for making me sleep in the basement."

"Maybe next time you'll watch your mouth."

He stared at me.

"Move August. I'm not playing." I slightly laughed he was being ridiculous by acting like a kid.

"You hurt me."

"You want me to tell you I love you and kiss you, go apologize to Travis."

He finally let me go and walked upstairs. I followed him.

"Aug you heard what I said."

"Him staying in my house is enough." He went in his closet to get his work clothes.