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“You’ve more than been delivering.” My cheeks warmed and my core tightened again. Even though I wasn’t referencing sex, my mind always seemed to go there, and for good reason.
“Good to know.” He leaned into me. “I’m proud of you.”
“I haven’t done anything yet.”
“Yet, but you will. Now let’s go get dressed. I’d like to spoil my wife today because I’m pretty sure, given the day, she’ll let me.”
I rolled my eyes as he pulled me from the island. My arms tightened around his neck and my legs locked around his waist so he could carry me up to our room.
“I don’t mind you spoiling me.”
“Says the woman who’s still holding onto a ten-year-old Jetta as a reminder of her independence.”
“It’s not about that. I paid good money for that car so I’m keeping it. I’ve been driving my G-Wagen, which I love by the way, so thank you.”
When we reached the top of the stairs, my back landed against the first wall we reached and Ezekiel’s eyes fastened with mine.
“You’re welcome and you have. I enjoy watching you adjust to being my wife. I’m just teasing youbutyou couldn’t stop me from giving you the life you deserved, Jhorie. There are only a few things I will not bend on and you being honored as my wife and all the privilege that come along with that title tops the fucking list.”
“You’ll get no argument from me.”
He laughed lightly, brushing his lips across mine. “That’s a first.”
“I—”
The kiss that followed blurred my thoughts which I was sure was his point. Again he’d get no complaints from me on accepting the privilege of being his wife or getting me to agree to whatever he wanted by way of his skillful tongue.
epilogue
Ten months and some change…
Ezekiel.
“Doesn’t matter how long you stare at him. He’s still going to look just like his mother.” I grinned at my son when I heard my brother’s voice beside me.
“My wife is beautiful. I don’t mind that my son shares her features.”
“You can cut the shit. She’s over there with Cress. Pause your ass kissing for a minute, Ez.”
I chuckled and kissed the top of my son's head. He was born nine weeks ago, at three in the morning after putting his mother through almost thirty-six hours of very intensive labor. She was miserable, suffering through it, and I was miserable watching her endure the process. The worst of it was feeling helpless because there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to alleviate any of the pain.
Even still, each and every time Jhorie looked at our son, I saw it all over her face. She would do it all again and had made it clear she wanted more children. Our agreement of two, by her doing, had now shifted towe’ll see how things go and what we got was what we got.
My wife wanted a large family and I was going to give her whatever the fuck she wanted, even if it pained me. And it’d truly pained me to think of how hard labor had been for Jhorie while delivering E’siah Lucas Omari.
“I don’t kiss my wife’s ass…” When E’siah yawned and balled up his tiny little face like our conversation was disturbing his restful sleep, I grinned again and shifted my focus to my brother. “Well not in the way you’re insinuating but I do kiss her ass,often.”
His brows furrowed. “I don’t want to hear that shit.”
“Neither do I want details about what you do with your wife, yet you’re always volunteering the information.”
He chuckled and shrugged. “I love my wife, all of her, emotionally and physically,often. I’m never going to be shy about that shit.”
“Same.” Both of our eyes traveled across the center yard of Crescent Manor. It now resembled a college campus quad with a large area outlined with raised wood planters enclosing several trees surrounded by grass and wood chips. There were four benches facing the trees, one on each side, giving a perfect visual of the space. Today, that same area was cluttered with residents and their families, food trucks, a bounce house, and several other family related activities.
“This has been a long time coming, Ez.” Elias nodded at Jhorie and my eyes landed on her.
“Yeah it has. Too fucking long but well worth the wait.”
