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Chloe
Throughout the night, Joe continued to hold me in his embrace. There was times where I couldn't fall asleep after everything that happened from earlier. I didn't feel any remorse for what I did to Joe's ex-wife; in fact, I'm glad that I took care of business.

After an hour of struggling to fall asleep, it eventually worked. However, I woke up the following morning to an empty bedside. As usual, I stepped out from the bedroom and seen Joe standing in front of the oven and cooking his specialty Samoan dishes.

"What's up, baby?" He asked.

I was stuck in a trance as Joe was standing there in his red Nike boxer shorts, shirtless; with his tribalistic tattoos showing from his back, and his long, jet black hair was cascaded down his shoulders, and his beard was slightly messy. I couldn't help but to stare at my man from afar while he was cooking breakfast.

"Are you alright?" Joe asked, breaking me out of my trance.

"Yeah, I'm doing okay."

He scoffed, "Sure you are." He then looked over at me and flashed a smile, "I see you looking at me like that, baby."

"I mean, seeing my man cooking breakfast and looking like that is the hottest thing I've ever seen."

"And it's all for you, beautiful."

Joe tied his hair back into a messy bun while proceeding to cook some breakfast; and I couldn't help but to watch. How was I so lucky? However, he happened to notice that I was staring over at him and he turned his head with a smirk that formed around his face.

"Keep looking at me like that baby, and I'm gonna have to pin you against the wall."

"I'd like to see you try." I say, teasing him.

Of course, Joe looks back at me once again with another flashed smile as he turned off the oven, "I see you, Chloe. I want you against the wall, baby."

Joe approached me as he lifted me off my feet and held me close into his embrace whilst pressing his lips against the side of my neck.

My breath began to hitch as Joe continued softly biting my neck, feeling his heated breath and his thickened beard brushed up against me.

"You have no idea how much I just wanna fuck you in this kitchen right now, Chloe."

While our eyes began to meet, his lips began to crash on mine and what seemed like an innocent kiss transpired into a full-blown make out session against the wall. Joe wrapped my legs against his waist and his growls were music to my ears.

Before things transpired, we heard laughter from behind us.

"Damn Uce. Save it for the bedroom!" Jonathan teased.

"You guys heard all of that?" He asked.

"Mhm." Joseph said, bringing his hand over his face and flashing a smile, "Y'all were about to get down and dirty right in the kitchen, huh?"

We both started laughing off the situation until Josh interrupted, "Honestly Uce, I can see you and Chloe having more babies at this point with the way y'all stay acting like that. I know I'm already Uncle Uce and all, but I ain't ready to become an uncle to more little Uce's." Josh says.

"Don't worry Josh, we'll have more babies when Chloe decides. Alani's enough for right now." He smiled, "Maybe when she's a little more grown up and more independent, maybe we can try for another while she's in kindergarten."

"Joe, your cousins are literally right in front of us!" I say, blushing out of embarrassment.

"I don't mind them, baby." He chuckled, "They know I've always wanted a big family."

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