*Mark P.O.V.*
When I opened my eyes I seen Charity was still laying in my arms. Damn she look so pretty while she was sleeping. I didnt want to wake her up. My baby was sleeping peacefully. Her hair was all over the place, so I gently played in her hair while gripping on her juicy butt. God did my baby have a body on her. Yess Lawrd, I had to thank God that he blessed me with her. My baby had a nice juicy booty, a slim shape and a pretty face. She was just right. Together her and I were like day and light. Her light skin complexion against my dark skin touch. Gosh she was blessed. I needa go cook breakfast and shower so I eased my way from under her. Lifting her arm up slowly as possible. I couldnt risk waking her. She would probably snap.
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When I walked into the kitchen I began getting pots out and everything else I needed. I was finna cook my baby's favorite; sausages, eggs, grits and biscuits. I know she would love it. I walked back out the kitchen into the bathroom, a real nigga had forgot to wash his face. Ew I dont play like that. I washed my hands first as always then I washed my face. Grabbed the my tooth brush and Colagate and got to work I couldnt be walking around with sleepy breath all day. After like 10 minutes I rinsed my mouth out and wiped my face on the towel and begin walking back out the bathroom to cook my baby sum to eat.
*Charity P.O.V.*
When I opened my eyes I was surprised to see I was one at Mark's house. Two I was in the bed by myself and three I was damn near naked. Where the hell Mark ass went! I just laid in the bed and looked at the ceiling. I was a mess, I was confusing myself dealing with three niggas at once and all them didnt know my sercet. Was I wrong for not telling none of them yet. Or did they even deserve to know. I was living too many lives. The smell of food broke my train of thought quickly. I-am assuming Mark was in the kitchen whipping up sum sum !
I rushed in the bathroom to change my tampon and washed my hands then my face. Brushed my teeth, and walked back into the room to dry my face.
As I creeped into the kitchen, the smell of grits quickly hit me in the face. Damn he had to be throwing it down. I stood back and watched my baby do his job. He had his headphones in and was jammin. Dancing and cooking. What a combo. His dark coco skin just kissed the sun so right. My baby had some firm lil booty cheeks *haha*. He had one of those ripped chest, the muscles on him were breath taking. I mean I dont go for dudes with so much muscles but his were just right. I think he atleast 6'1 maybe more but who knows. All I knew was that was my baby and I loved him from his low hair cut down to his lil ugly toes. He was mines and what else could I ask for.
I eased up on him and slid my hands down his chest and wrapped my body around against his. He quickly turned around. Smiled and picked me up. I took his headphones out, "babe say it aint so" I said with a smirk. "What you talking about," he said unsure. "Well it aint so, that you cooking me breakfast" I looked into his eyes smiling. "Oh yes I am." he grind. "Oh snap I must put in work last night for you to be cooking for lil ole mee" I said with a giggle. "i mean yo lil ass did make a nigga want to fuck you on your period but that aint why im cooking yo short ass some breakfast." He said while putting me back down. "Well why then" I said kind of curious. "Simply because I love you." He said as he kissed me softly. "Booyy dont start nothing we cant finish" pulling away. "Im just tryna play house thats all." he said well squeezing my left ass cheek. "I love you Marcus Keison Black" i said with all my heart. "And I love you too Charity Deonshaye Lee" he said squeezing my body with all his might.
Damn I love this boy
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