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the waiter left the table with each of the couple's order, the couples resumed in getting to know each other.

"So how did y'all get ta' where y'all at? What's y'all story?" Milan asked Samia and Sahir, eager to know about their pairing.

A smile graced Samia's face as she locked eyes with her man. Sahir could see the playful glint in Samia's eyes as she conjured up a story as close to the truth as she could to tell the Carters'.

"It's actually a simple, boring story. Sahir and I met in nineteen ninety-seven while attending the same boarding school in Massachusetts. I couldn't stand him at first because he always tried to one up me, only to end up embarrassed." Samia said causing the Carters' to laugh as Sahir kissed his teeth, before joining in on the laughter.

When everybody's laughter died down, Samia continued with her story.

"He would always bother me, I was used to it, but when we became teenagers, our dynamics changed. After a while, his attempts started to get better and that caught my eye. His teasing turned into flirting and eventually, I found myself flirting back. We started dating when we were fifteen and we haven't looked back since. He proposed to me in two thousand and nine, while we were on a trip in Barcelona, and we had a small wedding later on that year. We've been enjoying being life and business partners for all these years." Samia smiled at Sahir, who was already smiling at her. "We decided that it was time to start our family, so we did just that. When we found out that I was pregnant, we both took a leave from work so that we could really enjoy bringing a new life into this world. My whole pregnancy was a breeze, Sahir catered to my every need. I gave birth to Sayid Montez on October second and he was eight pounds and fourteen ounces. We were so happy and everything was fine, until I felt the urge to push again. Five minutes later, I gave birth to Seiji Masoud and he was six pounds and twelve ounces. Ever since then, we've been learning how to parent two baby boys."

"Aww that's so cute. Y'all took y'all time to enjoy y'all marriage and build together. Now y'all have two precious baby babies." Milan paused looking at Tyson, before hitting his shoulder playfully. "How come our story can't be that cute?"

Tyson shrugged his shoulders as he handed Tiana the opened packet of crayons that went with the menu.

"Our story can't be that cute cause it started with you fightin' my sister." Tyson said so calmly making Samia let out a snicker.

Milan waved him off.

"His sister had it comin'. We've been in school with each other fo' years and we both hated each other's guts and still do. For some misfortunate reason, we would always be put in the same class every year and it always ended in a physical altercation. At a graduation cookout fo' some random person, I was there with my girls and she was there with hers. We hadn't argued or fought all year, we just acted like the other person didn't exist. People were havin' dance battles, so everybody was watchin' in a close circle. That girl had the nerve ta' push me out of the way from behind and stand in my spot. So I did what anybody else would, I wanged on her ass. I had her ass leakin' and right when I was going to land the final punch, this num-nut picked me up and dragged me away."

Samia sat in her chair, dying of laughter, and Sahir just shook his head with a smirk on his face.

"Let me finish tellin' the story because you're draggin' it. After I picked her up, I took her ta' my car and locked the doors. We sat in silence, before she started yellin' at me all types of crazily. I shut that shit down and then we started talkin' about random stuff. My sister is on my mom's side and I stayed with my dad so I didn't really know what they had goin' on, and I didn't really care ta' be honest. I got to know Milan, and I knew she was it for me. We started talkin' in two thousand and five. Got engaged in twenty-eleven and married in twenty-thirteen. Like y'all, we decided ta' enjoy our marriage for a few years before having kids. Three years ago, Milan got pregnant with our princess and is now currently pregnant again."

Samia awed at the pair.

"I don't care what nobody says, that is a very cute story. How far along are you?"

Milan smiled as Tyson placed a hand on her small belly.

"I'm three and some change. One more week, and I'll be four months. I carried small with Tiana, so I wouldn't be surprised if I did it again with this one." Looking at the pair before her, Milan smirked. "So when are you guys goin' to try for another baby?"

"Whenever she'll let me." Sahir quickly let out.

With no words, Tyson held his hand out and both me dapped each other up.

"What the hell?" Samia muttered lowly to herself at the sight.

Looking at Milan, she shrugged her shoulders, waving both men off.

"Looks like he might try ta' trap you, sis."

Samia eyed Sahir's smiling face with a straight face, turning away when she had the urge to smile right back at him.

"He probably would, but I'm not pushing out no more babies until these ones can talk and walk on their own." Samia said smiling at her babies who both slept quietly on their parents chest.

"I know that's right!" Milan said nodding her head in agreeance. "This one hid my birth control and by the time I realized that I hadn't taken it in a few days, it was too late."

Sahir smirked towards Tyson.

"I would do that, but my lady is always a step ahead."

Samia shot Sahir a playful glare, before looking back at Milan.

"I keep an extra birth control bottle hidden somewhere. I will not let Sahir catch me slipping."

The whole table burst out into laughter.

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As the two couples made their way to their residences, they passed by two suspicious looking guys. Samia locked eyes with one of the men, a six foot two Hispanic man with a head full of black curls and a body covered in black material. Quickly assessing both men, her eyes removed themself from his figure and back onto Sahir's whose was staring her down. Sending him a knowing look, he removed his attention from her onto Tyson and started a conversation.

As the couples walked on, the man's light brown eyes remained on Samia's retreating figure. One gaze into her beautifully chinked eyes brought out a desire that the man had never felt before, for any other woman. Not even his own.

"Both of those women's ass was fat as hell, Muerte. I should've went over there and smacked both of theirs. They both looked like they knew how to fuck good too, especially the one with the baby strapped to her chest. I would fuck her while the baby watches-" The man started, but stopped when Muerte yanked him up by his shirt and slammed his body onto the side of a brick building.

"The only reason why you're with me is because I'm doin' a favor to your brother Ronaldo. All I ask of you is to be quiet, and shut your mouth, sí?" Muerte asked Ronaldo whose eyes were widened with fear.

"Sí!" Ronaldo let out quickly, and Muerte let go of him.

A smile graced Muerte's face as he looked at Ronaldo's red face. His gaze shifted when he he seen an older white man, go down an empty alley way.

"Looks like we found ourselves a lucky winner." He said making his way to follow the man.

Ronaldo let out a sigh, running his hand down his face before following behind Muerte.

"This is my last time comin' with this guy and his weird ass." He muttered to himself.

Unbeknownst to both guys as they committed theft on the poor old man, a pair of brown eyes watched the scene, before disappearing into the night.

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