"I heard you crying. When I was going to my room. You sure everything is fine?"He asked, sitting in the seat next to his mother. She handed him a spoon, offering him some of her ice cream and nodded her head.
"Really son, I'm fine. It's nothing to worry about. Your mom is going to be fine."Damita plastered a smile on her face and continued to eat her Ice cream.
He knew better, but he didn't want to pry. So junior just got up from his chair and pulled his mother in for a tight hug.
"I love you so much momma."He sighed and kissed her on the cheek.
Her smiled spread and became more genuine. "I love you too." She kissed him on the cheek.
"Did my daddy do something? Me and Aaliyah could go beat him up."Junior shrugged, making his mom laugh.
"No, it's okay. Where is she anyway?"Damita chuckled.
"Her and Amari went to go get food. I told them that I heard you crying and Aaliyah swore that you're okay. I just had to make sure for myself."Junior smiled.
"Well I'm glad you were worried about me son. I'm fine. Just a little extra but I'm okay." Damita laughed.
Amaru came around the corner with his hands behind his back. "Baby?"He smiled and Damita rolled her eyes.
"You still mad at me?" Amaru asked walking over to the chair she was sitting in. She turned away from him and acted as if she didn't see him.
"Son, do you hear someone speaking to me?" Damita asked sarcastically and looked around the kitchen.
"Baby...don't be like that. Come upstairs with me."He pleaded, rubbing on her leg.
"I'm talking to my child."She rolled her eyes and turned to her son. Amaru walked over to his son and whispered in her ear.
Junior started to laugh and shake his head. "You can take her."Junior chuckled and Amaru nodded his head.
"Amaru..don't touch me." She said with an attitude. She rolled her eyes and stuck her hand out.
Junior got up from the table and left his parents to do whatever it is they were trying to do.
"Baby, come on." Amaru laughed and tried to pick her up out of the chair. She made herself heavy and continued to eat her ice cream.
"Alright. Ima just sit here and watch you then." Amaru shrugged and put his head in hand.
"You're fucking annoying." Damita rolled her eyes and got up from the table. She put her ice cream in freezer and when she turned around Amaru started to attack her with kisses.
"Baby, quit it!" Damita whined and he continued to love on her. He stopped kissing her and picked her up, sitting her on the counter.
"Listen. If you don't want to keep the baby, we don't have to. I want to make sure that you'll be fine. I love you and I don't need to lose you again."He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"No, we can keep the baby. Just don't tell anybody. I want to goto the doctor and make sure everything is fine. I'll start taking my vitamins and living like a pregnant woman." She smiled and hugged him.
"Can I take you upstairs now?"Amaru smirked and gripped her behind with both his hands.
"Depends." Damita smiled and bit down on her lip.
"On what?"He asked, now rubbing on her butt.
"What you want to do go me when we get upstairs daddy."She whispered and rubbed her hands on his chest.
"I wanna make you cum baby."He whispered and kissed her on the lips. "And I wanna make you moan, real loud."
"How loud?" Damita asked, now nibbling on the tip of her finger.
"How bout you let me take you upstairs and let daddy show you." Amaru smiled and picked her up from the counter. She wrapped her legs around him and he carried her up the stairs.
Amaru laid her on the bed and started to kiss on her.
"I want you to fuck me all night, daddy."Damita said in a muffled voice as her husband traveled her mouth with his tongue.
Just as they were about to start their rendezvous, Amari and Aaliyah came knocking on the door.
"Mommy, daddy we have Popeyes."Aaliyah smiled as she knocked on the door.
Amaru climbed off of Damita and she sat up. She was all hot and bothered and she didn't want to stop.
"We can't keep my baby waiting."Amaru sighed and got up. Damita sighed and got up from the bed.
She wasn't going to be getting any that night after all.
