said.
She pushed once more, then I heard the familiar sound that I could get used to. My baby crying.
“”Hook her up to a machine and get her some oxygen now!” the doctor said.
She was born 6lbs 7oz and 21 inches long.
“Amyricale LeNae Jones,” Neicey said looking at me. “Our little miracle baby. She escaped death twice.”
I was wondering what she mean by twice but I’ll leave that alone for now.
While Neicey was sleep, I went to go see my baby girl in the nursery. She is so beautiful, she looks just like Neicey but with my hazel eyes. That's a feature all my kids shared so I have no doubts about her being mine.
I asked the nurse if she could bring her back to Neicey's room and she said she would see if she was ready to come back. When I got back to the room, Kamil’s bitch ass was in there and Neicey was woke.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything ," I said sarcastically.
"Actually, you are," Kamil said like he was annoyed.
"Frankly, I don't give a fuck. I already told you bitch, don't fuck with me. I already fucked yo lip up and you better be happy that’s all I did."
"I got yo bitch ," he said getting up.
"Hey guys, not today. Please?" Neicey begged.
At that moment, the nurse brought Amyricale in the room. I looked at her and all the bullshit left my mind.
"We make some pretty babies huh?" I asked.
"Yea, I guess you're good for something," she joked.
I could feel Kamil burning a hole in the side of my face. Too bad bitch nigga, you'll never get to taste that again, ever.
Reneice
Mykell hasn’t left my side since I had Amyricale. I’m still confused as hell why he’s even down here in the first place, but I know who called him. Lakey , his ass ain’t slick. Today Amyricale and I get to go home. Romell loves his sister so much, he keeps calling her his baby. The moment I put her in her cute pink car seat, he tried to pick it up and carry her but she was too heavy.
“Man, let daddy handle that,” Mykell said grabbing the car seat.
The drive back to my house was quiet besides Romell telling Amyricale all about his toys and how he wants to teach her how to play football. Out the corner of my eye I kept noticing Mykell stealing glances at me. When we got to the house Lakey and Kamil came out the house to greet us. I saw this look in Mykell’s eyes when he saw Kamil. I hope these two crazy niggas don’t kill each other, I thought as I walked in my house.
“Damn Kell, her ass look just like a mixture of you and Snook. She’s a cutie though,” Lakey said taking Amyricale out her car seat.
“Okay, y’all better be careful with my baby, I’m going to lay down. I’m still sore and a little tired,” I said walking towards the stairs. “Oh, and no smoking around my baby.”
I was getting undressed when I saw my bedroom door open and in walked Mykell. He just stood there staring at me like he had something on his mind. He was standing there looking sexy as hell, even though he only had on some baggy grey sweatpants, a black wife beater and some all black Air Forces, and he was wearing his black Detroit Tigers fitted cap low.
I climbed in bed with only my bra and panties on. I wasn’t surprised when I felt him climb in bed with me. As much as I try to deny it, I can’t. I truly love this man. No doubt about it. Now I was feeling bad that I just up and left him like I did.
He played with my hair like he used to do when we together. “Why you didn’t tell me you were
She pushed once more, then I heard the familiar sound that I could get used to. My baby crying.
“”Hook her up to a machine and get her some oxygen now!” the doctor said.
She was born 6lbs 7oz and 21 inches long.
“Amyricale LeNae Jones,” Neicey said looking at me. “Our little miracle baby. She escaped death twice.”
I was wondering what she mean by twice but I’ll leave that alone for now.
While Neicey was sleep, I went to go see my baby girl in the nursery. She is so beautiful, she looks just like Neicey but with my hazel eyes. That's a feature all my kids shared so I have no doubts about her being mine.
I asked the nurse if she could bring her back to Neicey's room and she said she would see if she was ready to come back. When I got back to the room, Kamil’s bitch ass was in there and Neicey was woke.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything ," I said sarcastically.
"Actually, you are," Kamil said like he was annoyed.
"Frankly, I don't give a fuck. I already told you bitch, don't fuck with me. I already fucked yo lip up and you better be happy that’s all I did."
"I got yo bitch ," he said getting up.
"Hey guys, not today. Please?" Neicey begged.
At that moment, the nurse brought Amyricale in the room. I looked at her and all the bullshit left my mind.
"We make some pretty babies huh?" I asked.
"Yea, I guess you're good for something," she joked.
I could feel Kamil burning a hole in the side of my face. Too bad bitch nigga, you'll never get to taste that again, ever.
Reneice
Mykell hasn’t left my side since I had Amyricale. I’m still confused as hell why he’s even down here in the first place, but I know who called him. Lakey , his ass ain’t slick. Today Amyricale and I get to go home. Romell loves his sister so much, he keeps calling her his baby. The moment I put her in her cute pink car seat, he tried to pick it up and carry her but she was too heavy.
“Man, let daddy handle that,” Mykell said grabbing the car seat.
The drive back to my house was quiet besides Romell telling Amyricale all about his toys and how he wants to teach her how to play football. Out the corner of my eye I kept noticing Mykell stealing glances at me. When we got to the house Lakey and Kamil came out the house to greet us. I saw this look in Mykell’s eyes when he saw Kamil. I hope these two crazy niggas don’t kill each other, I thought as I walked in my house.
“Damn Kell, her ass look just like a mixture of you and Snook. She’s a cutie though,” Lakey said taking Amyricale out her car seat.
“Okay, y’all better be careful with my baby, I’m going to lay down. I’m still sore and a little tired,” I said walking towards the stairs. “Oh, and no smoking around my baby.”
I was getting undressed when I saw my bedroom door open and in walked Mykell. He just stood there staring at me like he had something on his mind. He was standing there looking sexy as hell, even though he only had on some baggy grey sweatpants, a black wife beater and some all black Air Forces, and he was wearing his black Detroit Tigers fitted cap low.
I climbed in bed with only my bra and panties on. I wasn’t surprised when I felt him climb in bed with me. As much as I try to deny it, I can’t. I truly love this man. No doubt about it. Now I was feeling bad that I just up and left him like I did.
He played with my hair like he used to do when we together. “Why you didn’t tell me you were
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