IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES Book 2

Chapter 53

 

**** Okay I have a few things to say before this chapter.

1.)  Travis is crazy for taking people cellphone and taking selfies of himself with it. Tima better get her man Smh lol. He’s crazy. And I see he has the job of the meet and greet Photographer. I think that’s funny.

2.)Aug and these thirst trap ass photos. Like he knows those pics are for the privacy of husband and wife. Why would he post the pic in the m/m on Instagram. We gonna have to have a talk about this. And I wonder who took the picture. He know he ain’t working out. He posing lol. J/K.

3.)I am legit, legit depressed about ending this story Like I’ve literally been crying about it. That’s so crazy. But I can’t do a third a book, I refuse to play out these characters like BET did “The Game.” End while it’s good.

4.) Please Check out my new Aug story “Leap of Faith.” Aug is gonna be a little different from this one tho. And it will be a lot less backs on the real facts of his life. But I’m still gonna try my hardest to make it a bomb story.

AMBER P.O.V. –

“Baby?” I called out from the room as I put on my bra.

“Yeah?” Aug said spitting out toothpaste.

I sat on the bed putting on my stockings, looking at him through the open door.

“Did you put some money in our account?”

He rinsed out his mouth, then came in the room. His waist wrapped in a burgundy towel.

“Yeah. Couple days ago.”

“That was quite a bit of money babe.” I said checking my make-up in the mirror on the closet door.  

August took off his towel and put on his underwear, that was on the bed with the other clothes I sat out for him.

“Where you get that kind of money?” I pulled my stockings all the way up and looked in my closet for the dress I was going to wear to the hearing today.

“I sold the Rollie you bought me.” He said non-chalantly putting on his clothes.

 “August!” I turned around to him with my hand on my hip.

“Aug-E!” Sata stood up in her crib and yelled. “Aug-E!”

“You don’t call Pop-Pop by his first name, you hear me?” August looked at her.

“Aug-E!” She yelled to him.

“Sata be quiet.” I looked at her.

“Aug-E!” She kept yelling and she threw one of her toys out the crib.

“Don’t do that.” August tapped her hand a little and she started to cry.

I sighed and went to pick her up. “Y’all are going to be the death of me I swear. Uncle Trav is coming to pick you up in a second okay Munch, stop crying.” I kissed her cheek.

“Mommy and daddy got to get ready. Today is important for Pop-Pop. Sit on the bed, while mommy get ready.” I put her in the middle of the bed.

“Why would you do that?” I looked at August, putting on my dress.

“I didn’t need it.”

“So you pawn it?” I took my dress out the closet.

“I was going to buy something with it, but I decided to wait.”