IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES Book 2

Chapter 47

**** So the video with Aug, Big T and Trav having a sing-off. Why was August on the floor hiding? lol. I don't know if y'all realize, but he seems to be extremely camera shy if he's not taking a selfie, photo for a photoshoot, or some other formal type of photo. Cause other than that, he be super hiding. I think that's so cute lol. ****

AUGUST P.O.V. –

“Can I be honest?” Amb and I had just got done making love. We were now naked under the covers. I was trying to do whatever possible to butter her up before I told her. Now we were cuddling. I was lying on my back, and she was laying on her side facing me with her arms wrapped around me. Her head was on my chest, and our legs were intertwined.

“Yeah.” I was interested in what she was about to say.

“I’m not feeling the shave.”  

I laughed so hard, her head bounced up and down with my chest.

“I’m serious.” She lifted her head and looked at me. I had one hand behind my head.

“That’s what you was thinking about the whole time we was having sex?”

“Not the whole time.” She laid her head back on my chest.  “But when I saw it, I was thinking, noooo… I liked the pubes.” She said in a sad voice poking her lips out.

“This is the weirdest conversation.” I rubbed my eyes.

“Why did you do that? You should have asked me first.”

“I didn’t know I needed your permission to shave my pubic hair.”

“Would I need your permission if I decided to grow mine out?”

“That’s dead. That bet not ever happen. I’m not entering no forest.”

“Who are you trying to look cute for?”

“We not about to start this.”

“Nobody should be looking at you but me.”

“Is it bad that I been working out and I wanted to see my V – Line?”

She lifted her head up and looked at me skeptical.

“I swear that’s the real reason.”

“Whatever.” She rolled her eyes and laid her head back down on my chest.

“And you didn’t even compliment me on my six-pack that’s coming in.”  I rubbed my stomach.

“Oh baby it’s amazing.” She said sarcastically.

“Aight, when I get super ripped you gon wish you would’ve complemented me earlier when all the brauds be on me.”

“And you and those brauds will get yo ripped ass kicked.”

I laughed and rubbed my fingers through her hair. There was silence for a moment.

“What’s a car you’ve always wanted?”

“Uh…a Range. Red and Black Interior. Custom-Made with my name on it. Wanted that since I was kid. Why?”

“Just asking.” She traced the tat on my stomach with her hands.

“Amb you never just ask. Don’t tell me you thinking about buying me a car.”

“No.” She lied horribly.

“Amb.”

“Okay for graduation. You deserve it baby.” She kissed my stomach.

It was either now or never.