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Beyoncé Pov
Everyone has gotten a 3 day break from the tour, so I decided to go back to Atlanta. August was back here too. Blue loved being back home. She missed her toys.

My first day back I had mommy and daughter time with Blue, and a couple of kids from the neighborhood. I invited them all to make cupcakes with Blue and I. They had a blast mixing the mix.

Me- Let's hope Ms. BeyBey don't burn these. *Chuckles*

They all giggled.

I heard the door open and shut. I looked up and August came walking in the kitchen.

Blue- Daddy!!

Blue ran to him and he picked up.

Aug- What's popping little ones.

Them- Making cupcakes with Ms. Bey. *Smiles*

August looked over at me. I continued pouring the mix into the trays.

Aug- I wanna help.

Me- .. We were just finishing up.

Blue- We aren't done yet mommy! We still have the icing part. *Chuckles*

I gave Blue a look. She smiled.

Aug- Guess ya not done. *Smirks*

August turned to the kids.

Aug- Who ready fa cupcakes!

Them- Us!

Aug- Dats what's up. *Chuckle*

I rolled my eyes at August and continue making the cupcakes.

While the cupcakes were baking the kids were playing outside. I made them strawberry lemonade.

Them- Play with us Ms. Bey!

Blue- Please mommy!

Me-*Sighs* Alright.

I jumped on the trampoline with them. All I heard was screams and giggles. I laughed.

I was actually having fun with the kids until August came outside.

Aug- Da cupcakes ready!

Them- Yaay!

We went back inside and begun decorating the cupcakes.

Me- Is this fun guys?

Them- Yes. *Smiles*

I was so focused that I didn't even notice I had icing on the corner of my lip.

Aug- Ya got so-GCO.

Me- What?

August sighed and leaned over. He kissed the corner of my lip.

Aug- ... Never mind..

I looked at him for a minute. When he turned away, I did too.

Why is my hurt beating so fast.

That night after all the children left and Blue was tucked away in bed, I was cleaning the kitchen.

August came up behind me and grabbed my waist.

Me- August move. Don't even go there.

Aug- Go where.

He put his hand under my shirt.

Me- Can you not?

I shoved him. He didn't move.

Aug- *Sings* Sometimes I be like damn you could be the one, if you keep playing ya position.

Me- Go back to your baby momma.

Aug- Ya are my babey moms, my wife, my girlfriend, my sweetheart.

August kissed my cheek and smiled.

Me- How about this. Your unborn child's mom.

Aug- It's not mines Beyoncé.

Me- You don't know that.

Aug- Actualley I do. She told me.

Me- What?

I turned around in his grip.

Aug- Stop asking questions, and kiss me.

August picked me up and sat me on the counter. I kissed him.

Me- I'm sorry.

August kissed me back.

Aug- I'm sorry too.

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