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KAZIMIR MORANTMARCH 8; FRIDAY

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KAZIMIR MORANT
MARCH 8; FRIDAY

THE EARLY MORNING SUN shined through the suite, hitting rhyan directly in the face due to the floor to ceiling windows. Twirling in her sleep, she turned over to avoid the sun only for Kaz to be in her face.

Smiling cheekily, he then began to chuckle as she groaned. The two were in Georgia, and Kazimir had very specific plans for their weekend.

Rhyan was clueless on them, but every thing was scheduled. Licking over his lips, he began shaking her only for her to groan again.

They arrived late last night so Ja understood that she was tired. Especially since she picked up an extra shift for yesterday, the day she was supposed to be off. Truthfully he thought she shouldn't be working at all, since she was going on to be four months pregnant.

"Come on mama, you gotta get up. Ain't you hungry?" He asked, knowing she liked to eat. Checking his phone, he read the time, then turned back to her, "it's 10:53, and our brunch at twelve. I booked that brunch spot you was tellin me about."

Slowly but surely, she started to get up, her eyes popping open. "Grits n eggs?" She asked and he nodded.

Watching her get and go into the bathroom, shrugging behind her, he gave her a good forty five minutes to get herself ready for their eventful day.

Atlanta was pretty warm out today with spring being in a few weeks. Georgia's weather was almost the most bipolar though so tomorrow could be really cold.

Rhyan came from the bathroom, dressed in a tan off the shoulder symmetrical top, some dark washed jeans, on her feet some simple sandals from SHEIN. She accessorized her look with a Christian Dior Shoulder bag. For her jewelry she added a good Dior Bracelet that had two pearls on each side, the matching necklace and some simple small gold hoops .

She typically wore silver but that didn't exactly go with this choice of outfit. Her hair was in the trendy 'Alicia Keys Braids' with bohemian curls.

"I look cute?" She asked Kaz who was still on the bed, eying her every move. Well more so her tummy. The top was more on the tight fitting side, and her small bump was so clear to him right now. It was barely noticeable but Kazimir noticed it.

He nodded, tucking his bottom lip into his mouth. "Mhmm," he hummed. "You look sexy, Rhy. Can you go change?"

"No." She laughed applying some lip oil onto her lips. "Can you go change? Who are you tryna look good for anyways??" She tilted her head as he got up and walked over to her.

He was dressed in a fuzzy like hoodie, in the multiple colors. Some jeans ripped at the knee but was covered underneath, and some pink amiri shoes. His hair was styled in two strand twists.

"Ain gone lie, you look like a momma. A milf as some people would say." He joked around.

"You just obsessed. I don't think i can be a milf if I haven't even gave birth yet." She squinted as they left out the door. Hopping onto the elevator, she turned to him, "you know you're a dilf?"

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"Oh I know I'm sexy." He said matter of factly making her roll her eyes and turn back around. Moments later, they were on the main floor and headed out the doors.

Kaz had rented out a Tesla for their quick trick to Atlanta. Rhyan loved it. Of course she loved her car more but this one was nice as well. Kazimir could tell she loved it too, she hadn't stopped talking about it yet.

"I'm on the aux." she called out and Kaz simply nodded because he couldn't lie, she had taste. Sunday Service by Latto began to play through the cars speakers and he instantly turned to her.

"Body count so low i might say ima virginnn!" She screamed out just to annoy him. And it did because he turned the music down. That didn't stop her from turning it back up though.

"It's the nerve fa me these niggas burnt they third degree! He callin tryna work it out i rather make em work fa mee! He can't tell if it's authentic of its surgery.." she sung along dancing in her seat. "Please ! Lil nas x the only nigga curvin mee!"

"You done?" He asked from the drivers seat as he began to speed down the busy streets of Atlanta . "Lemme get it real quick." He said and she handed him her phone.

'Unfuckwitable' by Rylo Rodriguez then began playing and rhyan looked over at him confused.

"Wait list on this ho, I give ha back, she asked me bout a check. I'm nfl lit, just like that Sauce Gardner, I hit the ho and jet." He rapped along with the rapper until rhyan paused it.

"Are you takin about me?!" She asked jokingly. "You hit me and the went jet? You sayin i be askin for yo moneyyy?"

"Girl, okay the damn music..."

The brunch spot, Grits and Eggs, and as nearly empty and both the adults were super happy of that

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The brunch spot, Grits and Eggs, and as nearly empty and both the adults were super happy of that. Sipping on her orange juice, rhyan continued to look around, watching her surroundings.

"What kinda name you thinkin for baby girl?" Kazimir asked. He placed his tatted arms on the table as he leaned in some.

Her eyes averted to his, a playful frown coming onto her face. "It's sad that you referring to our baby who's clearly a boy as a girl. Why you doin' that? Do you think that's nice?" She asked multiple questions her hand over her heart as if she was offended.

Sucking his teeth, he sat back beginning to man spread in his seat. "She's a girl. Stop sayin that shit. But ion care, cause at the end of the day if it ain't a girl, imma just put another one in you." He shrugged, a playful smirk on his lips.

"You barely put this one in me, plus that's a threat." She started back sipping on her orange juice. Part of her wished she had a big belly right now, but another part of her was afraid of losing her shape.

"Oh for real? All that "Ja that's too much!!" "Take some out" "oh my goduhhhh kazzzz." I barely put it in you? That's what we doin?" He mocked in a girly voice as he mocked her. He couldn't help but to burst into laughter at the blush that covered her face and how she tried to look at him angrily.

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