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“Oh hell nah. I'm straight. You can have that title. I'll be the cool Unc who come through and spend a lil money, toss her in the air a few times, fill her up with sugar, and send her back home.”
“You know you gone have to be a lil nicer when my bayni gets here.” “What is a bayni?” “My baby/niece. I figured that’s what we’d call her.” “You know what, close her legs,” Marley snapped. “She tripping.”
“Close her legs, put my husband's sperm back in the tube. Better yet, I'll swallow it...hand it here.”
“I’m about to go stand in the corner until it’s time to leave and I suggest you do the same thing,” Romeo whispered. “Nigga, I’m not about to stand in the fucking corner.” Czar waved him off
“I throw these hands a few times and it keeps my man in line,” she recited.
“Yep,” Sammy grinned. “I’ve been known to laugh a nigga out of his Fruit of the Looms.”
“Yea, I don’t give a fuck about none of that shit.” Jaxon wiped his face. “Save my wife,” he repeated before walking away.
The loss of the babies would devastate her and probably send her into a deep depression, but she’d get over it. With the help of her loved ones, she could move on and get back to her life, but the loss of Harper would destroy every fiber of her being.
“Are you dumb?” He frowned at her. “You beat up your pregnant daughter and left her to die. Not only is that armed robbery but it’s attempted murder.”
“Come on now. I keep your pussy on my breath like a mint. The fuck can these hoes do for me?”
