Please Me Mommy +18 - ON HOLD

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| Luca |

"I'm fine, I promise," Raven said while I attempted to settle her in bed, fluffing the pillows for her to lean back to. "Guys, please...I just," she swallowed, looking around. "I had a...moment and it won't happen again. I just didn't eat well, that's all. You guys don't have to worry about me," she said looking between Shaun and I. We eyed each other briefly.

"Bunny, you know we'd always worry about you," Shaun sat down on the other side of the bed, taking her hand.

"Yeah well," she mumbled, letting out a heavy sigh. "I wish you wouldn't." My eyes widened at that. "It'd make the guilt a whole lot better than it is now," I frowned, sitting down quickly.

"What do you mean, angel? You feel guilty?" I eyed Shaun, who looked just as confused as I was. Why would she feel guilty?

"I- Well, it's no surprise that I fainted during my...meeting with Larry and I find it...ridiculous," she said shakily. "One thing I was convinced that this was really over and it wouldn't bother me. The next, I'm on the floor...hurting over a guy that broke my heart," she whispered raising her eyes to us. Not only did they filled up with tears but guilt too. "I don't want you guys to think that I don't...have f-feelings for you," she said nervously. "Because I do. I'm just going through...stuff,"

"Baby, we know that," I said giving her other hand a light squeeze. "This isn't high school dating anymore. There's a lot to consider and we understand what you're going through, okay? Don't worry about us," her eyes light up a little.

"Just for the record," she started, blinking quickly. "I have no intentions of getting back with Larry," I nodded. "I'm done. I'm going through with this divorce."

"For you, right?" Shaun inquired, his brows furrowed. "You're doing this because you want to. Not because you don't want to hurt our feelings,"

"Well, I mean, even if I did decide to...go back," I blanched. "You have each other to bounce back to,"

"Ouch," I said laughing softly while Shaun gaped at her.

"What?" She asked, giggling. "Now you know that it wasn't exactly at the forefront of it all. I'm doing this for me. For my...happiness,"

"Good. That's what I want to hear," Shaun said and I nodded.

"So...that brings me to my...question," she said slowly, her eyes darting between the two of us nervously. "And you don't have to answer it if you don't want to. It's completely fine, but," she gulped, looking down at both of her hands covered by larger ones. "I was hoping for a little clarity on...what exactly we are," I frowned. "The three of us. I mean, you guys being with...me,"

"Oh," we're having that conversation. I swear I thought we had been somewhat clear with our intentions.

"For a second, I thought we were quite clear about our intentions," Shaun said taking the words right out of my mind. "Right love?" He turned to me.

"Oh yeah. Definitely," Raven looked between the two of us, confused.

"What does that mean?" She asked.

"Well..." Shaun and I moved simultaneously, shuffling to lean on the headboard, and sitting with her. "I mean, I think we did confess to having feelings for you long before we even thought about getting into a relationship with you," Shaun began.

"And I remember Shaun manifesting a wedding, not so long ago," I said making her blush. "Baby, you gotta admit, that had to be a wedding dress you wore that night. I've never seen anything like it," she smiled.

"That dress made me realize that...black people are the shit," Shaun said making us laugh. "Seriously. You pulled it off right to the tea. I've never...I don't know, I just," speechless. That's how we both felt. There wasn't enough words to describe the feelings, the sight and the serenity of it all. She was breathtaking. "I've seen you in dresses before and without a doubt, you were beautiful, but that dress did something to me,"