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"Love you gotta eat something," Dave said from outside the door.

"Can you bring my baby back?" Naala sobbed from the other side of the door.

"No baby I can't do that," Dave sighed leaning against the door.

"Then leave me alone," Naala cried in response to him.

"Let me in baby," He said making her go quiet. "I just want to check on you,"

Naala had been locked in their bedroom since they lost the baby, that was her way of grieving their child. Of course, Dave didn't understand this.

When he heard the door unlocking, he jumped up. Naala stood there, barely in any clothes. Her face was sunken, and full with tears. Her hair was in a messy bun at the top of her head, looking lifeless.

"Are you gonna let me inside?" Dave said lowly, Naala sniffed and moved to the side so he could enter the room.

She got back into the bed and crawled under the comforter, "Don't touch me," Naala ordered as she felt the bed dip.

"You can't keep ignoring my Naala," Dave mumbled, "I know you're hurting —"

"You don't know anything," Naala cut him off, her voice hoarse from all the crying. "You don't know what I'm feeling right now, I can't breathe Amir. I can't go a second without thinking about it,"

Dave listened to her, his words seems void at this point. There was nothing he could do to stop his wife feeling the pain she was.

"It's like someone has ripped a part of me out, I'm not whole anymore," Naala said, her voice beginning to get shaky.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what more I can do," Dave said putting his hand on her back, over the comforter.

"You keep saying sorry but what does that mean?" Naala cried softly, "Sorry isn't going to bring our baby back,"

"I don't know what else to do or say to you," Dave shrugged, "It isn't just you that's hurting Naala, you ever stopped to think how the fuck this affecting me?"

"You're so selfish, it was my baby too. I didn't kill the baby, it wasn't my fault. Stop taking that shit out on me," Dave started shouting making her cry harder. His mood switching completely.

"You don't know how it feels," Naala cried, "You're not even trying to listen to me,"

"Because I'm tired of the same bullshit all the time. We lost Ameer, only you get to grieve, now this baby, all you do is cry and isolate me," Dave ranted,

"Don't you dare say his name," Naala sniffed sitting up on the bed. "You weren't there Amir, I went through that on my own."

"I lost him on my own," Naala cried again.

"That was your choice!" Dave shouted back,

"Can you get out please?" Naala muttered, "I'm not feeling good, I just lost our baby literally 24 hours ago and all I want is for you not to shout at me right now,"

"Here we go," Dave sighed standing to his feet, "It's only ever about you,"

"Get out," Naala repeated, "You're being mean now,"

"Tell the truth, you lost the baby on purpose. You didn't even want another kid," Dave was manipulating her, like he usually did. He was making her think she was the problem.

"Why would I do that? How would that even be humanly possible?" She asked wiping her eyes.

"I don't know," Dave shrugged. "That's why you're attention seeking now," He added,

"Attention seeking?" Naala repeated. "Amir please leave this room,"

"Fuck this," Dave said before leaving the room and slamming the door. He stormed out of the house and right back to where he knew he would be welcomed; Kodi's house.

After he finished cheating on his wife, he got changed and headed back home where Naala lay awake in their bed.

She knew what he had gone to do, it was obvious. When he came back into the room, she shut her eyes quickly and steadied her breathing.

"Baby are you up?" Dave asked quietly. When he got no response, he got into the bed and held onto her waist. "I'm sorry," He whispered kissing the back of her neck.

Naala tensed up at his touch, here she was, alone in her darkest time and he was out fucking hoes.

"I didn't mean none of that shit I said earlier," Dave carried on speaking to her.

"It's fine," Naala mumbled, even though it wasn't.

"I'm gonna stop seeing her," He added after a while in silence.

"You aren't but that's okay," Naala answered, she was tired of fighting for their marriage because clearly she was the only one doing that.

"I love you Naala, I love you so much," Dave said kissing her softly.

Naala didn't reply, she shut her eyes and tried to unsee the pool of blood she woke up to, the night they lost their baby.

"Where you going?" I heard from behind me as I entered our room.

"Go back to sleep Lala," I said lowly, trying not wake Samar up.

"I'm not sleep, he's eating," Naala replied. I turned back and sure enough, Samar was laying on the bed sucking Naala's breast while she was half asleep.

"I'm not going anywhere," I said walking over to the bed.

"Hassan where did you go?" Naala sighed. "It's 4 o clock in the morning,"

"I was handling a few things before we travel tomorrow, that was it. I wasn't even gone for an hour," I said quietly, slipping into the bed.

"I don't like waking up alone," Naala mumbled,

"I know I'm sorry," I kissed her cheek. I kissed all over her face, passionately kissing her lips last.

"Your son is literally between us," Naala said pushing me back when the kiss got too sloppy.

Samar was laying in between us, holding onto Naala's tank top and trying to put it in his mouth.

"Why can't he sleep in his own room?" I mugged, I lifted him up and he started fussing, crying loud.

"You just had to bother him," Naala complained, taking him back from me. "It's okay stink, daddy is jealous of you," She spoke in her dumb ass baby voice.

"Ain't nobody jealous of him," I frowned watching her kiss all over him. I should be the one getting the kisses.

"You want a kiss?" Naala asked looking over at me. I nodded and she reached over, kissing my lips.

"I love you," I mumbled kissing her again. I looked down and kissed Samar's head,

"I love you more," Naala cooed licking my cheek.

"Samar go to sleep," I groaned laying back down. I put my arms around Naala's waist and kissed her skin.

"Leave him alone Hassan," Naala mumbled laying him down in between her legs.

"Have you finished packing?" I asked her, running my hands up and down her thighs.

"Yeah, I packed your case too," She nodded and pointed to the closet.

"Thanks baby," I said leaning up to peck her lips.

"I packed all my sexy panties too," Naala smiled. She had been complaining that when she was pregnant she never got to where any sexy panties.

"You got some on now?" I asked playing with the hem of her shorts.

"Yep, why not?" She responded. I could see it now but of course Samar was cock blocking the fuck out of me.

"Oh Bubba, that was a big one," Naala said putting his butt to her nose.

"Lemme do it," I jumped at the chance, if I get him in the nursery, I'm making sure he stays there.

"Be my guest," Naala said handing him to me. "Turn the light out too," She added turning her back to me.

"Come on little man," I said putting him on my shoulder. I practically skipped to the nursery, cutting on the light and laying him down on the changing table.

"Okay so Mar, I need you to stay in here tonight," I spoke quietly, unbuttoning his baby suit. "Pops hasn't got some in a week, I'm begging you,"

When Samar was in the room, Naala never wanted to do nothing. She claimed that she didn't want to scar him by us having sex when he's around.

I put on a new diaper and got him dressed again. "Come on, sleep," I said rocking him to the side.

"Samar don't do it," I said bluntly when he started turning his head from side to side, meaning he was getting ready to cry.

I started to rock him faster, when that didn't work, I got out the little nipple extender. I attached it to my chest and let him suck on it.

Best thing I've ever bought. Little nigga thought he was sucking titty but in reality he weren't doing nothing.

When his eyes started to close, I smiled widely. Even Mar knew I was in need of some pussy.

I got him to sleep and laid him down in his crib before taking the monitor and switching on the night light. I ran down the hallway only to hear Naala's snoring as soon as I got in the room.

"Baby," I whispered slipping back into the bed. I started planting soft kisses on her neck and rubbing her ass.

"Mmm," Naala hummed turning her head to look at me. "He's sleep?"

"Yeah, he's sleep," I mumbled still kissing on her. I let my hand find itself in her panties, "Why you so wet already?" I asked her.

"Hassan hurry up or I'm going to sleep," Naala replied lifting her leg up some.

Smirking, I slid into her giving her a moment to adjust before I started moving in and out of her slowly.

"Bae," Naala moaned into the pillow,

I picked up my pace and held her body close, wrapping my arm around her waist. I had to stop myself from moaning because shit, this felt good as fuck.

"Turn over," I said into her ear, pulling out so she could face me.

Even in the dark, I could see the outline of her perfect face.

"You're so fucking beautiful" I cursed sliding into her again, making her grab onto me.

"Hassan," She moaned loudly putting her hands on my stomach. I leaned down to her neck and nestled my face there, making sure to bury myself deep inside her.

"What I told you about running?" I said moving her hands and giving her more deep and long strokes.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum," Naala cried out, I could see the tears falling from her eyes. "Pull out," She instructed me but I was legally deaf.

Ain't no way I was about to pull out, I fucked her through her orgasm sending her into overdrive.

"Fuck," I mumbled when I released myself inside her, steadying my breathing.

"Why don't you listen?" Naala whined from beneath me. I ignored her, kissing her lips quickly.

"When I didn't listen?" I asked cluelessly, I don't know why she was doing all this talking because we weren't done.

"Mmcht," Naala tutted before straddling my waist. "If I get pregnant again, I'm breaking up with you,"

"How that gonna work?" I laughed. She mugged me but still took my dick in her hands, and slid down on it.

"Oh shit," I groaned out of surprise. She didn't even give a nigga a second, she just started bouncing up and down.

I gripped her waist and matched her with my long strokes making her slow down,

"Oh cuz you thought I was a bitch huh?" I smirked when she threw her head back.

"Do you love me?" I asked wrapping my hand around her neck,

"Mmhm," Naala moaned using my chest as support,

"I wanna hear you say it baby," I replied my strokes speeding up.

"I love you," Naala cried out, "I'm so close," She panted,

I felt my dick stiffening and at that point I could have pulled out but I didn't want to.

"Hassan I'm being serious, pull out," Naala moaned loudly wrapping her arms around me neck and leaning into me.

"Why I gotta do that?" I asked again when her legs started shaking.

We came together and she pushed me off her getting off the bed.

"Ah," I breathed out happily laying against the pillows. "Best pussy I've had in a while," I called out.

"Fuck you," Naala shouted back. "It's the last bit you're getting too, so you better bring your lotion with you on this trip," She said coming out of the bathroom.

Her hair was rewrapped and she was still naked. I scrunched up my face in confusion.

"I know you lying," I mumbled letting her lie on top of me.

"I'm really not, you always wanna play so now let's play. I know I can hold out longer than you," Naala said looking up at me.

"Lala you gon lose. One day on that casamigos and you gon fold," I spoke facts, all it took was one drink for Naala.

"You don't know me," She mugged. "You get one drink in you and start begging to put the tip in. I can't wait,"

One thing about me is that I ain't never lost a bet in my life and I wasn't about to start.

"Aight bet," I nodded, she kissed my lips and smiled.

"I can still kiss you?" I asked using my finger to part her lips.

"Yes," Naala smiled leaning up and kissing me again. "Just no coochie,"

"I give you one day," I laughed. Naala was a fiend for me, no matter how much she tried to deny it.

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"La you gotta stop crying now," I said into her ear. We had just dropped the boys off and she was damn near about to throw up because of how hard she was crying.

"I don't want to leave them," She cried leaning against the window. "I didn't even get to say bye to the girls,"

"Because your baby daddy is a bitch," I spoke checking my rearview mirror before starting the car. He called himself being angry at Naala and she hadn't seen the girls since they came over to the house.

"I hate him so much," Naala sniffed, "I wish I never met him, or ever dealt with him,"

"You can't say that because then Sinai and Malia wouldn't have existed," I reminded her,

"Sinai hates me anyway. She's my first daughter, the child I sacrificed my life for and she can't stand me," She responded.

"She's too young to understand all that baby, one day she's gonna realise what you did for her," I reassured her.

"What would I do without you?" She sighed holding my hand. I pulled up to the red light and reached over, pecking her cheek.

"Stop with the tears now, we're going on vacation," I said wiping her face.

"You still haven't told me where we're going," Naala replied looking over at me.

"That's normally what happens with a surprise," I spoke in response.

"Okay so is it Jamaica?" Naala started saying every country she could think of. "Don't ignore me," She tutted slapping my arm.

"You lowkey abusive," I said rubbing where she hit,

"I am huh?" She questioned lowly. "I'm sorry Hassan. I shouldn't really put my hands on you,"

"Why are you apologising?" I said looking over at her weirdly.

"Because I don't want you to hit me back," Naala answered like it was nothing.

See that fucked with me because she honestly thought I was gonna raise my hands and hit her back and she was calm about it.

"I would never hit you back Naala, don't say shit like that. I don't like it," I said clenching my jaw.

"Okay but that's what Amir said," Naala shrugged. "Anyway let's not talk about this, I'm excited about this trip,"

"Nah, you think I'm a liar or something? What have a lied to you about?" There was no way she was gonna say some shit like that and then stop the conversation.

"You told me you stopped dealing drugs, but I found this in Saint's room this morning," She said bringing out the bag full of pills and drugs.

"Why were you in my stuff?" I sucked my teeth taking the bag and stuffing it under my seat.

"I was finding our son something to wear." Naala defended. "What if he found them? And he took some?"

"Naala I ain't in the mood for a lecture right now. I apologise, I'll keep the drugs out of the house," I said cutting her off.

"They we're in his closet Hassan," Naala snapped at me. "In our new home?"

"Who bought the new house? Stop fussing, I said I will get rid of it" I responded quickly,

"We can move out of it," Naala said snatching her hand back from my lap. "I can take my sons and we can go,"

"You're not taking my kids anywhere Naala, why you acting like this? Moments ago you were excited for this trip," I shook my head. She was literally asking me where were going and now she's threatening to take our kids and leave.

"So my mood can't change?" Naala scoffed,

"La can we not start this trip like this?" I asked nicely. I pulled up at the airport and took her hand. "I'm sorry about the drugs, I'll get rid of them all. I told you I was done, I wasn't lying,"

"Hassan I don't like when you lie to me. It makes me feel like you don't trust me," Naala said looking away from me. "I trust you with my life, with our sons lives." She finished.

"I trust you Naala, I just don't want you caught up in my mess," I explained. I looked out of the window and saw Dess and Drew waiting for us. "Please baby, come on," I begged.

"Stop lying to me," She pointed at me. I nodded quickly and held her chin up.

"Lemme get a kiss," I whispered, Naala rolled her eyes and leaned over pecking my lips repeatedly.

"I hate arguing with you," Naala mumbled wiping something off my face.

"Me too, let's not do that again," I smirked leaning in again.

"San," Naala moaned into the kiss. "How long have we got?" She said climbing over to sit on my lap.

"You're gonna let me win?" I asked when she started kissing my neck.

"Fuck," She groaned lifting her head up. "I take it back, I can't do it. You look so sexy when you're angry, do that face again,"

"This one?" I laughed clenching my jaw again,

"That one," Naala sighed, "We can't do anything?"

"Nah come on," I tapped her ass, "They're waiting for us, look," I said gesturing to Desiree and Drew waiting for us on the street.

"The windows are tinted," Naala pouted, "Just the tip," She whispered in my ear tugging on my joggers.

"Lala, we gotta go," I laughed lifting her back into her seat. Now who was begging for the tip?

"I hate you," She said getting out of the car and slamming the door. I parked up and gave the key to the valet.

"What's up?" I dapped Drew up and gave Dess a hug.

"We've been waiting ages, what was y'all doing?" Dess asked hugging Naala.

"Nothing," Naala responded rolling her eyes. "Let's go," she took Dess' hand and walked off.

"I'll just get the bags then?" I called out to her making her stick her middle finger up at me.

"You've fucked up already?" Drew smirked helping me lift some of the bags.

"Nah, we made a bet to see who can hold out the longest and she's mad because I actually want to play now," I responded walking beside him into the airport.

"Why the fuck did we agree to this?" Tarek said popping out from nowhere,

"Man I really don't know," Drew blew out a breath, "It's 11am and they steady drinking," He added nodding at the girls filling up their flasks.

"Y'all are lucky. Naleli act like she drinks 10 bottles of vodka on a normal day, watch when she has an actual drink," Tarek tutted.

"I ain't bothered, Naala has one drink then wants to be all up under me, that's it," I spoke setting the bags down.

"Shots!" I heard Naala squeal from ahead of us.

"I ain't ready for this," Drew sighed as we walked over to them.

"Easy," I spoke to Naala, taking the flask from her. This was the first time she was drinking in about 10 months, it was about to be a crazy one.

"Do you want to fuck?" Naala asked me with a straight face,

"No La, I don't," I responded taking her purse that she was holding out to me.