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2 Weeks Later

2 weeks has past since Morgan's incident and I've been keeping a close eye on her to make sure she's not stressing. I don't mean to be too overbearing but Babygirl really scared a nigga.

I had a off day today because my mama and em' having a family cookout tonight.

I honestly didn't wanna go cause the only family I fuck with is my ma, my sister Chandra, my 3 nieces, my brothers Jamal and Travis, and my sister Netia.

The cookout started at 4:00pm and it was 1:24pm so a nigga still had time to chill.

I was bored since Babygirl was upstairs still asleep when I suddenly got an idea.

I walked into my kitchen and filled up a bowl with ice and cold water. I knew this would probably get me killed but I didn't care.

I crept up the stairs slowly because Morgan was sometimes a light sleeper.

I walked down the hall to my bedroom and carefully opened the bedroom door. Babygirl was still asleep cuddling with my pillow.

I slowly walked to her side of the bed and dumped the bowl of ice and water on her.

Morgan screamed and instantly jumped out of the bed.

"AUGUST ANTHONY ALSINA WHAT THE FUCK!!" She screamed.

I ran out of the bedroom as fast as I could downstairs with her right on my ass. I made a run to the backyard pool, looking back I noticed she wasn't behind me anymore.

5 minutes passed and Morgan didn't come outside, a nigga was scared to go back in the house.

I slowly walked back into the house only to have a bag of flour thrown in my face and sprayed with whip cream.

I wiped the whip cream and flour from my eyes as I saw Morgan rolling on the floor laughing.

"I can't breathe, my stomach fucking hurts!" She said still laughing.

"Man it wasn't even that funny." I said taking off my shirt wiping my face as I went upstairs to shower.

"Awww the baby mad at me." Morgan taunted.

I turned around and in one swift motion I carried her bridal style. I threw her on the guest bedroom bed and we started play fighting.

I had her pinned down with her arms above her head.

"Ughhhh, August babe moveee you're too heavy for this." She groaned as she tried to move me off of her.

"Kiss me and I'll get off." I said.

She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. I straight faced her. We looked deep into each other eyes as I leaned down grabbing her face as we shared a slow passionate kiss.

Morgan started grinding underneath me and I moved my body to her rhythm as we still kissed.

I slid my tongue across Babygirl's bottom lip and she granted me access. Our tongues were at war right now.

"Mmmm August wait.." Morgan said putting her hand on my chest.

"What's wrong Babygirl?"

"I don't want this to lead into something we're gonna regret doing later. Besides we're still friends."

In the back of my mind I knew I wanted her to be my girl, but I didn't know how to ask. I wanted it to be special.

"Yea ya' right ma." I said climbing from off top of her.

We stood up as she grabbed my hand and walked to my bathroom.

After we showered and cleaned up the house. Morgan was in the bathroom finishing her hair and "Baking" her makeup or some shit like that.

I laced up my shoes and jogged downstairs to get the bed sheets outta the laundry room.

I got the sheets and noticed Morgan walking downstairs.

I swear Babygirl could pull off anything. She was beautiful, almost perfect.

"Babe why are you staring at me like that? Do I have something on my face?" She questioned.

"Nahh Babygirl you just beautiful, more beautiful than you'll ever know." I grabbed her waist.

"Awwww. Babe don't make me cry I just got done with my makeup." She giggled.

"You don't look to bad yourself baby." She complimented.

"Thanks baybeh." I kissed her cheek.

"Ya ready to go ma?"

"Yea babe."

"Ight let me go grab the car keys and put the sheets on the bed."

"K."

I went upstairs and grabbed the car keys.

I walked in the kitchen to see Morgan frustrated ending a call.

"What's wrong ma?" I asked concerned because I didn't need her stressing.

"It's one of my ex's. He keeps apologizing for cheating after the 3rd time I've caught him." She said as her eyes watered.

"Hey ma look at me." I lifted her chin. "Don't cry over a nigga that doesn't deserve you. Like they say 'Another mans trash is another mans treasure.' "

She looked at me like I had 2 heads and pulled away. "Did you just low key call me trash."

"Babe wait that's not what I meant ma." I chuckled.

"Yea whatever. Let's go before we be late it's 3:25." She said walking to the car.

We just arrived at Mama Shelia house, there was a line of cars on the street. To say I'm nervous was an understatement.

I guess August picked up on it because he parked and shut the car off grabbing my hand.

"Ya ain't got nun to be worried about Ight. The only people I want ya to stay away from is my Uncle Tom and Auntie Leah."

"Why- " I started to ask but August cut me off.

"To keep a long story short, They from California and they think they the shit."

I simply just nodded my head.

"Anthony bring ya ass in this house!" We looked and saw Mama Shelia on the front porch.

"You better get ya ass in the house." I teased August.

He straight faced me. "Just fa that get out the car on ya own."

I laughed at him being childish. We walked up to the door and he grabbed my hand leading me to the kitchen.

I felt like my stomach dropped as everyone looked at me.

"Wazzam Aug." I'm guessing his brother said doing some handshake.

"Man ain't shii- I mean stuff changed." He corrected himself as Mama Shelia glared at him.

"So, who's this?" He asked looking at me.

"This my girl, Morgan." August introduced me.

"Hi." I said shyly.

"How ya doing love, I'm Travis." He hugged me.

"Aug did you kidnap this girl." Travis joked. "Blink twice if ya here against ya will cause I know Aug ain't pull no girl as fine as you." Travis said making everyone laugh.

August didn't find it funny as he looked over at me. I stopped laughing and cleared my throat.

I walked around receiving hugs from everyone in the kitchen and introducing myself.

"UNCLE AUG!!" I heard little girl voices scream.

3 little girls came into the kitchen hugging August. The way he interacted with them was a special moment to see.

"Hi I'm Kayden, but they call me Kay. These are my sisters Chaylin and Amayia. Who are you?" She asked politely.

I chuckled "Well hi Kay, Chaylin, and Amayia. I'm Morgan."

"Are you dating my Uncle? Are you here for his money?" Chaylin asked.

"Hey! Chaylin apologize to Ms.Morgan." Their mother Chandra said sternly.

"Sorry Ms.Morgan." She apologized looking down.

I squatted down to her level. "Hey, I understand your just looking after your pin headed uncle." I said making her bust out into laughter.

I felt August push my head. I got up and playfully pushed him back. He picked me up and spun me around.

"August put me down!" I laughed.

He put me down as we just gazed into each other eyes with his arms around my waist.

Mama Sheila cleared her throat as we looked and everyone started at us.

"Awww." They cooed

I blushed and felt my cheeks turning red.

"Ms.Morgan can you come play Dolls with us in the living room?" The girls pleaded.

"Girls I don't think Ms.Morgan wants to-" August started but I cut him off.

"No it's fine. I played with Dolls all the time when I was younger. Come on girls." I said putting Kay on my hip walking out the kitchen.

After a few hours, everyone continued to laugh and joke around the house.

I was talking with a few of my cousins when my mama started to set the table.

"August go get Morgan and the girls fa me."

"Yes ma'am."

I walked into the living room, backing up behind the corner, to see them sitting on the floor giggling as they talked.

To see Morgan really talking to the girls and truly listening makes me have more respect for her.

"She's gonna make a great mother some day." I turned and saw my mama watching Morgan interact with the girls.

"Yea she is." I agreed.

"Anthony na what's taking you so long to ask her to be your girlfriend? I need some more grand babies I ain't getting any younger." Ma joked, but with seriousness.

"I know I want her to be my lady.. I just need to find a special way to ask her." I explained.

"Well if you need help with anything don't hesitate to ask."

"Thanks ma." I said kissing her cheek and hugging her.

"Alright get the girls, the food's done." She said leaving to the kitchen.

"Girls the food is ready."

"Yay!" They all cheered dropping the Dolls.

"You a fat ass kid bruh" I chuckled to Morgan.

"But you love this fat ass." She said swaying her hips walking in front of me.

I pulled her back by her belt loop.

"It ain't nun for me to handle that ass in the bathroom." I whispered in her ear.

She smirked and bumped me with her butt before walking in the kitchen.

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We were all sitting at the table when the doorbell rang.

"I got it." Mama said getting up from the table.

A few minutes later my Uncle Tom and Auntie Leah walked in.

Everyone quietly sighed when they walked in behind mama.

"Sorry we're fashionably late. You know we had to get on the private jet Tom brought last month." Auntie Leah said.

"More like 3 hours late." My other brother Jamal mumbled earning a smack on the head from mama.

We all chuckled.

They fixed their plates and sat down with the rest of us. I noticed Auntie Leah kept eyeing Morgan from across the table.

"I see we have a new face at the table this year, so who are you another one of 'August Alsina's' groupies?" Auntie Leah asked bitterly looking Morgan up and down.

Auntie Leach, Lizard, Lettuce.. Whatever her name is, was about to make me jump across this damn table. I wanted to keep it classy in front of August's family. I didn't want to come off as a "hood rat" on the first impression.

"Ms.Leah is it? If you should know I'm not one of your nephews 'Groupies' I make my own money, and own my own business. We just happened to meet on my way to work." I fake smiled.

I felt August slightly squeeze my hand underneath the table.

"You have your own company you say? How cute, my husband makes sure I never have to lift a finger." She smirked picking up her wine glass.

I chuckled. "You don't have to lift a finger you say? Well I don't need a man to supply my needs. I rather say I worked for what I have than give someone the privilege of saying they gave it to me." I smirked back looking at her.

"Hey let's settle down, we go watch a movie in the living room." Mama Shelia said.

We all got up from the table throwing our plates away. We all got comfortable on the couch watching "Wall-E".

I was laying on August chest with his arms wrapped around me rubbing my back soothingly. We were all enjoying the movie until I heard Tom's voice.

"Yung' don't you think that's a little inappropriate position to be laying while you in front of ya mama?"

"Uncle Tom don't you think it's a little inappropriate to be married to a 32 year old while you're 61 years old." August clapped back.

"Tom leave them kids alone they not bothering anybody." Mama Shelia scolded him.

"Morgan, as a girl with such 'class' I would have thought that your mother taught you to sit in a seat and not like a hoe all in August's lap." Auntie Latex budded in.

August tapped my thigh, signaling me to get up. He stood up, grabbed my purse for me and our shoes.

"Get the car keys out off the kitchen hook Babygirl." August told me.

I did as told, going back into the living when I heard arguing.

"Nah y'all been on my baybeh since y'all got here! She ain't do shit to y'all for y'all to act like that!" I heard August accent become thicker, indicating that he was pissed.

August saw me and grabbed my hand unlocking the front door.

"August wait, don't leave just ignore them." Mama Shelia said.

"I can't just let them sit here and keep throwing shots at Morgan ma." August said.

Mama Shelia sighed because she knew August had made up his mind.

"Alright, I understand son. Thank you Morgan for coming love." Mama Shelia

said hugging me and August.

"Thank you as well for a wonderful dinner, I really enjoyed spending time with you all tonight." I smiled.

"Well I'll talk to y'all later be safe, love y'all."

"Love you too Mama." We said walking out the house and getting in the car.

The car ride was silent for the most part until August spoke.

"Babygirl I'm sorry about my Uncle and Auntie."

"August you didn't do anything wrong babe, don't apologize for their actions."

I assured him.

He just smiled and kissed my hand as we continued to drive.

"Babe can I spend a night with you?" I asked.

"You ain't even gotta ask Babygirl."

The rest of the ride was the radio playing lowly as August sung along.

We pulled up to the house, went inside, did our hygiene, and put the sheets back on the bed.

We laid down and August pulled me into him. He planted a kiss on my cheek and for the rest of the night we fell asleep just like that.

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