“Yo, Ms. Lawyer… let me know if I should take pictures of the backyard in case you want the same thing!” Goon called from the backyard. Zoya looked over the railing and laughed. “Gerald, I am not having your baby. I’m not having children until I am married… I’m wifey material, not a baby mama.” “Fuck you meannn, I can call my guy right now and get you a fat diamond to match that ass… then we can work on making chocolate babies in Santorini.”
She really need to stop frontin on my boy
