*Los Angeles*
Bresha POV:
These last few months of bein' married, has been amazin'. People say you have problems within tha first few years. I doubt dat will happen wit us. While I was sittin' in tha livin' room watchin' TV, my front doe closed.
Jacquees: "Baby! Where ya at!?"
I jog ta tha doe and he hugs me
Me: "Hey babe!"
He pecks my lips and I kiss back
Jacquees: "Where my babies at?"
Me: "Sleep. Like dey should be..."
Jacquees: "Oh damn. Lemme stop yellin'..."
Me: "Dats a good idea. How yo shows go?"
Jacquees: "Dope as always. Tha females were crazy as hell though. So if you see some lipstick or make-up in general...it's cuz they were all on me"
Me: "Thanks fa tellin' me dat"
Jacquees: "I had to tell you. I ain't want chu beatin' my ass or cuttin' my dreads"
I start laughin'. He was so serious
Me: "I wouldn't cut off your dreads. I would juss beat yo ass. I would tear dat up!"
He gives me tha side eye.
Me: "I'm juss sayin'"
Jacquees: "Well. Let's go to tha room so I can tear yours up. Put that ass to sleep"
Me: "But I'm not sleepy...."
He stands up
Jacquees: "You will be when I'm done with ya!"
He picks me up and walks upstairs. At least he tol' me bout tha make-up on his shirts. Glad he's back...
*Atlanta*
Mariah POV:
Last night, Aug called me 'round eleven sum'n' tellin' me he needs me. So, I came ta Atlanta. Ion know why I he needs me. Tha nigga is independent as fuck. So...I'm tryna figure out why he woke me up! Tellin' me ta come hea'! I was pissed off. But...obviously I came anyways. When I woke up, I did what I had ta do then went downstairs
Me: "Anthony"
He looks back at me
August: "Wassup"
Me: "Fa one, why tha hell you dressed in all black like you finna hit somebody up?"
August: "*chuckles* I juss feel like wearin' all black
Me: "Oh. Juss had ta ask..."
I walk past him then sit beside him.
August: "You got an amazin' ass"
I look at him and start laughin'
Me: "Bruh"
August: "I'm juss sayin'. But chu already know how I feel about yo ass..."
Me: "Yea. You express it"
Then he winks at me
Me: "Nigga. Why am I hea'?" I ask as I laugh
August: "I need a favor..."
Me: "What kinda favor?"
Afta I said dat, I felt tha beybe move fa tha first time. I grab Aug's hand and set it on my stomach. He starts smilin'. Then looks at me wit dis...glow.
