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"If I can still fit them" she mumbled walking into her closet and putting on lotion and her under clothes then the shorts.

"Okay" she walked out in the shorts and a sports bra.

"Yea, cover up now" he licked his lips and she rolled her eyes.

"Ain't your girlfriend gon be mad" she mumbled going to her closet and grabbing one of his shirts.

"No, and you gon give me my shirt back" he tugged on it as she sprayed perfume.

"Nevermind" he mumbled. "You smell good tho" he said and she smiled.

"Thanks" she mumbled as she grabbed her bag and phone and they walked out.

"Lock my door?" She asked Dee since he had a key.

"I did" he said as they walked to his car.

"So what my baby been doing" he said making Nijah roll her eyes.

"Kicking me, eating, giving me heart burn and shit" she shrugged.

"That's good she gon have a lot of hair" he said making her nod.

Nijah walked to the car only to see Emiyah in the front seat.

"What?" She looked up.

"Tag alongs sit in the back" Nijah crossed her arms.

"Girl you don't wann—

"Get in the back" Dee said making Nijah smirk.

"Fine" she got out and slammed the door.

Nijah looked in the console before grabbing a disinfectant wipe and wiping the seat.

Dee shook his head before chuckling.

They drove to the store and got out.

"Come on" Dee grabbed her hand and made her walk in-front of him.

"You can let my hand go" She grabbed a basket as she heard Emiyah mumbling stuff.

"Come on" Dee looked back and scrunched up his face.

She rolled her eyes and picked up the pace.

"Where too?" he asked Nijah.

"Um fruits" Nijah said leading the way.

"Congratulations" an old black couple stopped next to them.

"Thank you" Nijah said as the lady smiled.

"It's a little girl huh" the lady asked making Nijah smile.

"Yea" she nodded and they walked away.

"Get some pineapple" Dee stood behind Nijah and started rubbing her stomach.

"Dee stop" she huffed moving.

"What? I always do this" he mugged her.