Chapter 38

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Keyona

"Bye girly. Text me." Tony says as he grabs his shit and leaves with Mike and Jaime. Jaime winks at me, then smiles at Vic, and he shoos them all. He locks the door behind us, and he kisses me.

"We should talk." He says. I look at him weirdly.

"Um, okay. Talk away then." I say. He smiles and takes my hand.

"So, I just wanted to make sure that you and I were, solid, I guess." He says. I sigh, but smile.

"I just hope nothing like that ever happens again." I whisper. He takes my face in his hands.

"I promise, it won't." He whispers. I kiss him, and he smiles.

"C'mere you." He says. I crawl into his arms, and he kisses me.

"I wonder if I can survive a night without, you know." Vic says. I smile, and he kisses my forehead.

"Better try." I say. He kisses me again, and we sit like this.

"What color are my eyes, Vic?" I ask.

"Brown." He says instantly.

"And yours are brown, too." I say.

I know he's smiling.

"So I'm guessing we can check that off." He whispers. I nod in his arms.

"So, how do you feel about, kids?" He whispers nervously. I sit up. He can't be serious.

"Vic, I don't do kids." I say. I hear a light sigh escape his lips.

"I want a little kid running around. Our kid." He says. I urge myself not to laugh.

"I have no patience for children." I say.

"I do."

"But you're not the one carrying it for nine months. Plus, you're gonna be on tour, Vic."

"I'd come back, though."

"Vic, I don't want our child to always ask me where daddy is, okay?"

"But I think-"

"Vic!"

"Keyona, have you even heard me out?!"

"Yes, I do, and I don't want kids."

"Okay, okay." He says, ending it.

I lay in his arms tensely. What's gotten into him?! Kids?! Seriously Vic?!

"Sorry for snapping at you." I whisper.

"I'm sorry for pushing it." He apologizes, and we kiss and make up.

"I love you." He whispers.

"I love you too, Vic." I reply as he holds my hand tighter. He whispers something about changing my last name, and we doze off, holding each other's hands.

Well, he survived.

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