𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 | ᴋᴅɢ

25.

Next Day.

"Baby?" Nylah called out, rubbing Kentrell's bare chest, the two of them laying together in his bed.

"Yes Nylah?" He responded, his eyes closed. It had to be like her twentieth question, and she knew that he was trying to go to sleep.

"Has Top ever had sex with me?" She asked, and he chuckled.

"Nope." He said without opening his eyes.

"But sometimes when we do it I see your eyes change." She told him, and he smiled.

"When we do it?" He mocked her tone, and she smacked her lips, making him laugh.

"Just cause my eyes change don't mean I'm switching. Sometimes it just happens in the moment. I won't fuck you as him." He mumbled, throwing his arm over his eyes.

"Why not?" She curiously asked, his other hand rubbing down her naked body.

"I don't trust myself not to hurt you." He told her, and she nodded, signaling that she understood.

"Butttttt... what if I like getting hurt? Sexually?" She said, and he chuckled, removing his hand from his eyes.

"Nylah go to sleep girl." He turned to lay on his side, facing her and wrapping his arms around her.

"Smcht. You're no fun. Switch and let me talk to Top real quick." She held his face, and he laughed, making her smile.

He opened his eyes, silencing his laughs as his eyes darkened, piercing into hers.

"Stop. I know you're still you, you asshole." She covered his scarily midnight sky eyes, and he laughed again.

"How you know that?" He kissed her face, his eyes returning to their natural color.

"Because Top doesn't really like it when I touch him. He only likes it if it's him, touching me." She said, referring to how her hands were still wrapped around his neck, rubbing his scalp.

"I didn't even know that." He chuckled, shaking his head at himself.

"Mhm. I like noticing random things about you." She mumbled, rubbing his face.

"I like when you pay attention to me." He said, and she smiled once he pecked her lips.

"Move." She laughed once he pretended to bite her face, kissing down her jawline with a smile on his face.

"I be so happy with you." He chuckled, laying back and pulling her leg back around his waist.

"Ugly ass." She mushed his head, and he laughed, turning his head to face her.

"You ugly." He dramatically rolled his eyes, and she laughed, covering his face with her hand, making him smile.

She laid her head on his chest, letting him rub her ass as he closed his eyes, close to drifting off to sleep.

A few minutes later, just before Nylah could fall asleep, she rose up from the bed, walking to the bathroom and rubbing her eyes.

"Baby?" He mumbled in confusion, and before she could respond, she began emptying her breakfast into the toilet.

Kentrell appeared behind her, holding her hair up as he squatted next to her, a small frown on his face.

"You pregnant bootybutt." He mumbled, and she wiped her face, holding her forehead in her hand as silent tears fell from her eyes.

"Babymama." He smirked, and she laughed through her cries, making him smile.

He stood up, pulling her up with him and helping her clean herself up, then wrapping his arms around her.