No Room For Era

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Kevin

“Oh my God Kevin!”

“What?” I laughed.

“What do you mean what?” She shoved me. “Look at my leg!”

Laying in bed, I laid my head on the side of her thigh as she laid there.

“No one is going to see it babe.” I kissed the bite mark I left.

“I can't stand you.” She pushed my head again.

“Ya gon stop pushing my head and comb my hair for me.”

“No.” She shifted and got up.

“Why not?”

“Because I don't want too.” She looked back at me.

Sitting up, I watched as she got our son out of the crib.

“Mommy’s baby getting so big.” She kissed him.

“I got something that's getting big too.”

Getting her attention, she glared at me.

“Just damn nasty. Such a damn shame.” She shook her head.

“What's a damn shame is that ass is getting fat and you don’t want your husband to appreciate it.”

“Really Kevin?” She laughed.

“Yes.” I stared at her.

“Come on Bash, let's go see what your grandmas are doing because clearly daddy is losing it.”

“Leave him with them when you're finished breastfeeding.”

“Get a life Kevin.”

“I'm tryna get in you but you blocking.”

Waving me off, she left the room. Laying back down, I just stared at the ceiling. Closing my eyes, I reopened them sensing a presence near me.

“Good morning Kenya.”

“Morning.” She whispered.

Chuckling, I just shook my head.

“Climb on up.”

Climbing onto the bed then on to me, I hugged her.

“Wassup princess.”

“Can't find daddy.” She pouted.

“You want to go back to sleep?”

“No.”

“Where’s mommy?”

“Kitchen.”

“You don't want her?”

“No. I want my daddy.”