I sat in my truck about to go in the barbershop. I had brunch with Jalissa today. We try to hang out at least once a week, no kids, no men. Today was the day. My good sis got drunk and so did I. A bitch felt good. I had grabbed my man something to eat. He been going so hard on the back to school cuts and deals as well as trying to provide for the misfortunate. I been trying to help as much as I can and still keep the house clean, breakfast ready, dinner ready, and care for our kids. I almost forgot and plan a wedding.

I saw Jalissa posted our pic for the day and I can't lie.... Dave gon' kill me.

I got out the truck grabbing his food.

"Damn shordy, where you going with all that ass?" I heard a man yell out to me. I rolled my eyes and entered the shop to see my husband smiling cutting some man's head. Sexy ass species.

"Gahhdamn! Ass fat as hell!" I heard someone say in the shop.

"Titties sitting too nice must be fake." Another dude added.

"They allow strippers in here now?" Some woman asked.

"Seriously some thirsty hoe coming in here with all men dressed like that. That's why I sit with my man in the shop. They be trying it." Some other bitch co-signed.

Be quiet Milan you drunk, you here for your man. These motherfuckers having conversations about me like how rude can you be.

"HEY WIFEYYYYYY!" Mike an old head said to me.

I waved and smiled.

"Oh she always comes in here."

"Probably looking for attention. Who would wife that?" The hoes continued.

Dave looked over to the waiting area where I was walking past. He instantly mugged me after looking over my outfit, then them bitches.

Yeah bae. Mug them hoes.

"Bring your ass." He mumbled finishing the man's head.

"Hi baby." I cheesed looking up at him.

"Hey phat." He frowned bending down kissing me, grabbing a handful of ass.

"$65 my man." Dave said pulling me into his chest taking the payment.

"Whoever decided to speak on my wife gots to go. Take your husband or nigga or whatever and get the fuck out insecure asses. You weird ass niggas got to go too. FYI I get the best of the best, my wife the best. Everything fucking real." He said causing the music to get cut down.

"Why the fuck you say something. I should leave you! Knowing East fucking waiting list long as hell! I waited 3 months for this cut!"

"So you let him call me insecure?"

"Damn bruh! Over some ass?"

"Just take yo L. Homie not one to be fucked with. My bad East!"

"Baby I'm sorry. I know this was your birthday cut. I ain't know she was his."

"Shut up."

They said as they left. He cut the music back up before cleaning his area.

"C'mon." He mumbled pulling me to the back.

"How your day been daddy?"

"You drunk as hell. Where your clothes Sophia?"

"Baby I had mimosas and they were so delicious. My clothes on. I mean you can take them off if you want. I brought you some food."

"Fucking hell."

I sat in his lap showing him the meal I got him.

"Seeeeee daddy."

"I see phat. Thank you."

He massaged my ass while I got comfortable.

"What you do today mamas?" He asked eating his food giving me his undivided attention.

"Brunch with Lissa. We went to that new spot "Soul". It was so good. The mimosas were to die for." I said taking my heels off.

"That's why you so bubbly."

I nodded my head watching him eat.

"You so fucking greedy dude." He mumbled feeding me.

"Thank you."

"I only got like 40 minutes left before my next appointment. So... Let's discuss this outfit."

"You like?"

"Mhm you look real pretty baby. I love it. What I don't love is you coming in this barbershop with little to nothing on and you know these men thirsty. Not only that but you know how your man is. I don't play that shit. Titties all out, no bra, ass cheeks hanging out, legs out, toes looking suckable. Tighten up princess." He said looking me in my eyes before tossing his trash.

"Sorry."

"Stop that pouting shit. I'm a little upset that's all. It's different when I'm with you, but motherfuckers don't know their limits. I'll be damned if anything happens to you." He said kissing the space in between my boobs.

I mean if he wanted some big purrr that's all he had to say.

"Who braided your hair papa? It's neat so I can tell it's fresh." I asked realizing these ain't the braids I did.

"A new braider I hired mamas."

"I know you not letting no nigga play in your hair. What new bitch? Why you ain't asked me to do it. Let me find out David."

"See that liquor be getting to you. That was her interview. Showing her skills. You been busy trying to help me and take care of the babies. Ain't nobody fucking around on you."

I rolled my eyes. I bet when we fuck I mess that bull shit up to the point I have to do some more.

"Give your man some love and drop that stank attitude princess."

I turned around looking at him.

"We should go bowling. The whole crew."

"When?"

"November. Like an engagement party."

"Let me know a set date and I'll plan it mamas."

I just looked at him. Nobody told his scare crow looking ass to plan it. He honestly just taking on more than he can handle. Literally.

"Make love to me on your desk."

"Wh- Milan I been talking this whole time. You probably heard nothing."

"Tell me while I'm bent over the desk.

I said unbuttoning my shirt.

I took my shorts off and walked over to his desk. I bent over and waited for him.

Long story short. I got worn out.

"I'll see you when I get home yeah?"

"Yes papa." I smiled hugging him.

"I love you."

"I love you more. All these hickies on me."

"Girl please we both marked up."

"Mine be looking like I get beat on though."

"Do you though."

"Of course not."

"Be safe. I'll pick up dinner tonight."

"No Dave. I got it. I got dinner tonight and every night. I got the engagement party. You keep trying to be superman and you are. But please take a break." I said looking up at him.

"December my break. When I can ensure we good good. That's my break. Giving you this big wedding. Making sure our 3 plus future 10 good." I laughed hitting his chest.

"10 my ass. But I guess papa. I guess. I'm going to get the kids."

"Go straight home. I got them. So you can cook, clean, relax, whatever in peace."

"Okay be safe."

"You too mamas."

... My superman.