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“Yeah. I don’t know how the fuck Marcus’s soldiers bypassed that fucking birth control, but they did.”

She rolled her eyes as her mother rubbed her back. “So we’re pregnant together?” Nesha asked then looked over at me. “Our kids will be playmates!”

I chuckled and rubbed my belly. When I noticed a woman and a man walk in and go to the group of men, I turned toward their direction. I realized everyone else did as well. “Aspen!” Storm yelled.

She came from the kitchen and made her way to him. She slid her arms around his waist as he wiped her tears. I had to assume that was his wife. The lady started talking, but Storm interrupted her. “Sidney and Shy are going to tell us what we’re looking at.”

Christian came and sat next to me as Sidney began speaking. “From what it looks like, the judge will set bail in the morning. They want to be an ass about things since the guy Seven killed comes from a prominent family as well. The case is clear. Jeff McAlister and Courtney Spivey were trying to rob Mister Henderson. He stood his ground and grabbed his rifle. I truly believe that Mister McAlister didn’t think Seven would shoot him.”

“Is Courtney in custody?” Christian asked with a deep frown on his face.

“Yes, sir. She was too high to effectively provide details, but she somewhat corroborated Seven’s story about him getting robbed. She’ll be getting questioned again in the morning as well. Because of the circumstances and your family’s prominence as well, Seven’s name has been kept from the media for right now. While the story broke earlier, no names have been released.”

That attested to just how powerful the Hendersons were. The perp’s name was usually released immediately upon arrest. I grabbed Christian’s hand and could feel it tremble. The other attorney spoke up.

“Another thing working in Mister Henderson’s favor is the fact that he called nine-one-one after the shooting, to report what happened. He reported it as self-defense, but the call he placed, we could hear the emotion in his voice. It almost sounded as if he was panicking. When we got there, he seemed to be confident in his innocence but remorseful as well.”

Everyone nodded. “So you’re saying my grandson will most likely be let go?”

“We’re saying that he has a very strong case. I will pull footage from a nearby camera at a convenience store and any other cameras I can find to corroborate Seven’s story. If he acted in self-defense, we should be in the clear. However, we just want to concentrate on getting him home tomorrow. Being that he has never been in trouble, it’s highly likely bail will be set,” Sidney said, responding to their grandfather.

When Sidney was done talking, she turned to Storm and his wife, and everyone else conversed amongst themselves. Christian wrapped his arm around me and kissed my head. “Mama, Aunt Jenahra, Aunt Tiff, Aunt Keisha, Aunt Chas, and Aunt Liv are in the kitchen making chili. Mama said it’s almost done. If you want a piece of cornbread, I think I can convince them to give you a piece.”

I smiled at him. “Please? I feel like I’m about to starve to death.”

He stood from his seat. “Say less, baby.”

“Get me one too,” Nesha said.

“And me too,” Syn added.

He frowned slightly, and when realization hit him about Syn, he said, “Damn. They said shit come in threes. They ain’t lie.”

I giggled as I turned to talk to the women at the table. Although we were somewhat down about the situation with SS, it was still good being around their family… my family.

“Oooooh shiiiiit!” I yelled as I came on Christian’s dick.

We had just gotten back to his place from the family barn, and he refused to go to sleep until he could get reacquainted with my insides. His words, not mine. It had been a month since I’d been able to feel his love. I felt it long before he said it. He stroked me slowly as he went up on his knees and lifted my hips to take a look at the action.

“Damn, Mya. Fuck!”

He kept his pace steady as he bent back over and kissed my shoulders one at a time and gripped my hip. This position would be a thing of the past within a few weeks. I was on my stomach, letting him slow stroke me from the back, and the shit was so damn good. I felt like I was speaking in tongues. I couldn’t understand a word falling from my lips.

“Christian… God… fuck!”

“Mm hmm. I feel that shit too, baby,” he said in my ear. “Move in with me, Mya. Move to Nome, baby. I need to be able to see you whenever I want. I need you close.”

If my heart softened any more, it would leak out with the orgasm that was brewing. “Baby… whatever you need from me… you got that shit. You… got it!”

I leaked all over the bed. It felt like a damn waterfall. My eyes had rolled to the back of my head, and my nipples rubbing against the sheets made it even more intense.

“Fuck! I needed this shit. I always need it, Mya. I love you, baby.”

“I… love you… too. I need you, Christian.”

“You got me… all of me. Yo’ sexy ass.”

His compliments always set my body ablaze, especially when we were making love. I loved when he fucked me, but his lovemaking was premium. Christian had dick for days, giving long strokes a whole new meaning. Besides that, he was incredibly sexy. He could make me cum from staring at me too long. I’d hit the fucking jackpot when I met him. Not even financially. Emotionally, he was the only man that had ever had me soft as a room-temperature stick of butter.

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