➖➖➖Chapter 31: Wishes ➖➖➖

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Kayla- The Next Day

"Stop Dre!" I said laughing.

"I like messin' with ya doe!" He said laughing too.

"Ya so adorable." He said.

"So, I heard around the place, that ya could sing." He said smirking.

"Yeah I guess." I said.

"Wah ya mean ya guess?" He asked furrowing his brows.

"Cuz I'm not the kind of person who likes for a lot of people to hear me." I said.

"Well just close ya eyes and ya gone be ight." He said.

"Aww thank ya, ya so awesome!" I said.

"I know." He said showing me his muscles.

"Touch 'em." He said.

I squeezed his arm and he started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"Ya lil hand tryna scratch me! It tickles!" He said.

I stuck my tongue out at him and rolled my eyes.

"Actin' like a lil beybeh." He said poking me.

"I hate ya, shut up!" I semi yelled.

"But how were my lips again?" He asked smirking.

"Good I suppose." I said.

"Wanna try 'em out again?" He asked pointing to his lips.

"I guess." I said smirking.

I crawled on top of him and straddled him. Then he smashed his lips into mine and bit down.

"Your evil." I said through the kiss.

I felt him smirk up against my lips.

"But I'm so happy I met ya!" I said.

"Ditto." He said squeezing my ass.

"Stop!" I moaned.

"Why?" He asked.

"Mama gone catch us, or worse, August." I said sitting up.

"So, ya wanna take this to a hotel?" He asked.

"No! I'm pregnant!" I said annoyed.

"Fine just one more." He said pulling me back down.

"Hey K- Oh I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" Ciara asked.

I hopped off of Dre and looked at her with sorry eyes.

"Oh, umm no, sorry, please don't tell mama!" I pleaded.

"I won't, I won't, but I just came to tell ya that August is fired up about ya being pregnant." She said.

"Where he at?" I asked getting pissed.

"Outside, smoking." She said with his shame in her eyes.

"Why?" I asked.

"He only smokes when somethings heavy on his mind." Ci said.

"Let me go knock some sense into this niggah." I said.

Dre kissed my hand and I walked downstairs to the front door. I took a deep breath and opened it. Then I stood there behind August shaking my head.

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