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“Seriously? You have them, don’t you?”
“You covering your eyes like you ain’t never seen this motherfucker, like it wasn’t all up in your guts just eight months ago. Not once, not twice, but three rounds to make sure we made that handsome boy in your womb.”
“Milo. The keys!” she yelled.
“If you find them, then you can go home,” I informed her with a shrug. “If not, then I suggest you pick a fucking shirt out of the closet and a pair of boxers to sleep in.”
“You can’t be serious right now.”
“I’m dead serious.”
“You and I both know that if you’ve hidden the keys, I’ll never find them.”
“That’s the point.”
“Can you put on some fucking clothes?” She grimaced, finally removing her hand from her eyes. “This is considered kidnapping. I just want you to know that.”
“You ain’t a fucking kid, Nay, and neither am I.”
Frustrated with my ability to break down those walls she loved building, Nature snatched my towel, shirt, and boxers.
“Youpick out a shirt and pair of boxers to sleep in,” she fussed, taking off.
My lips curved upward, revealing a smile that reached my eyes and forehead. Nature was such a great performer, but when the act was over, I knew her true desires. They aligned with mine. She was as desperate to be in my world as I was to be in hers. She just had some shit to work through. And after I finished working that sweet pussy of hers well into the wee hours of the morning, I was hoping she’d put her pride and fear aside to give us a chance.
With a simple nod, I clasped my hands together, quietly celebrating the small victory. Nature sleeping over wasn’t exactly what I’d awakened with on my mind, but the improvement on my night was appreciated. Her presence had me ready to skip around my crib without a care in the entire world.
Within twenty minutes, my body and skin were hydrated. I’d tossed back two bottles of water and slathered the shea butter all over my body in preparation for my night’s rest, assuming that I’d get any. Boxers and a white tee covered my body as I strolled down the hallway, opening the door to each room in my home in search of Nature.
Not here.
Not there.
Not here?
Not in here?
No–
The sound of the running water stopped me in my tracks. I’d found her in the room furthest from mine. Her level of dramatics was comical. I pushed through the bedroom, into the bathroom where I found her emerging from the shower. She looked up, recognizing me as I slid onto the counter.
“Go!” She pointed toward the door.
“No,” I stated, getting comfortable.
“Milo, what is it?”
“Nothing. I’m just here to assist, in case you need any help.”
“I think I can manage on my own. I’ve only being doing so for my entire life now,” she sassed.
“Well, now, I’m here to help.”
She disregarded my statement, pulling the towel around her body. Casually, I leaned forward and unknotted the thick cloth. Her breast made my dick swell in my boxers but they weren’t exactly what I was looking for. It was the round, protruding belly that I loved most for now. When it disappeared, I’d miss it tremendously.
I palmed each side, utterly obsessed with the feeling of her skin beneath mine and our son’s underneath hers. It was surreal, even under the circumstances, it was everything to me. So many times, I’d imagined moments like this one, where nothing else mattered but us.
“Thank you.”
