Page 4 of A Miami Love Tale 3

“Alright Mani, that’s why your ass laid up in here right now,” my grandma said, causing everybody in the room to laugh.

“I love you girl,” Shard told me.

“I love you more baby,” I let him know.

Finally, the nurse came back inside the room with my baby. I was glad because I was dying to hold him again. The nurse rested him on my chest and I fell in love with him all over again. I loved my baby already so much. This is what they meant when they said love at first sight. My son was so perfect to me. He just made me want to really finish school and do what I had to do for him. I wanted my son to be proud of his mother and the accomplishments that I had made. I rubbed his head, which was a head full of curly hair. He gave me a little smile and oh my God, he had my deep dimples too.

“I love you,” I said to R.J. and kissed his lips. I couldn’t stop crying, I was just so fuckin’ happy.

Imani

Being a mom was the best thing ever. I loved our little family. I never wanted to leave my son’s side but my mom had damn near begged me to bring R.J. over to her this morning. I didn’t want to but I went ahead and did it anyway. Shard and I were planning on going to the gym this morning as well. I figured it was time for me to get my body back but Shard was convinced that he didn’t want me losing a pound. He loved this extra weight on me. I wasn’t necessarily trying to lose the weight, I just wanted to get rid of my little stomach that I had leftover since having the baby.

After we dropped R.J. off and I damn near smothered him to death with kisses, we were on our way to the gym.

“I don’t even know why I’m taking your ass with me. You don’t need to lose no weight,” Shard told me once we got back inside the car.

I felt like he was trying to say something but he didn’t want to just throw it out there and possibly hurt my feelings in the process. I felt like he maybe thought I was too small in the beginning and he didn’t like that, which is why he wanted me to keep the little bit of extra weight that I had picked up. “Shard just say what you trying to say. Don’t beat around the bush with it,” I said, turning my body over in the seat so that I could face him.

“I ain’t trying to say shit! I’m just saying, you look good like this. I don’t see why you in such a hurry to hit the gym,” he told me.

“So you think that I was too small before then? Just say that shit!” I said to him. He probably wanted him one of those thick bitches with ass and titties for days. Well, I’m sorry that I didn’t have all of that going on. Don’t get me wrong, I may have been a li’l small but that didn’t mean I wasn’t the shit. I was tiny but I did have a good amount of ass. I was built like the hip-hop rapper Diamond that used to be in the group Crime Mob. I guess it just ran in my family because both my mom and grandma were small, even Breesha and Nae.

“Did I say that shit Imani? Huh? When did that come out of my mouth?” he asked me.

I guess I was just feeling some type of way, so I decided to just leave the conversation alone. Ten minutes later, we were pulling up to YOUFIT. When we walked inside, the receptionist scanned our key cards and I headed to the treadmills while Shard headed for the weights.

I damn near killed myself on the treadmill after being on there for an hour and a half. I went in search of Shard and I spotted him and his boys taking over the whole weight lifting area. I saw his cousin Mark and I hurried fast to get to my man. I couldn’t stand his fat ass. He gave me the fuckin’ creeps every time I was his ass. I watched as he eye fucked me the whole time that I was over there.

“Mani you don’t even look like you just had a baby a month ago,” Dontae told me while pulling me in for a hug.

“That’s what I keep on telling her stubborn ass,” Shard said. I walked over to him and pulled at the waist of his basketball shorts that were slightly hanging off his ass.

“You ready to go baby?” I asked him.

“Yeah baby, let me just knock these last set of pushups out the way,” he said and I nodded my head and went and sat on the bench next to him. I watched my baby do five sets of 20 and his back looked so sexy and strong.

“Come sit on my back for the last set Mani,” he told me.

“No Shard. I’m tired and my legs hurt,” I told him.

“Imani come on. We ain’t going to leave until you do it!” he told me.

I sucked my teeth and got up and walked over to him. I sat down on his back Indian style. Shard’s ass always liked to show off. Whenever we did these types of pushups, we would do it at home. But I guess his ass wanted to show off in front of his niggas.

“Count,” he said.

“Aww look at y’all. How cute,” Dontae said laughing. I laughed along with him and counted out for my baby so that he could finish up his last set. When he finished, I stood up and he slapped my ass real hard.

“Alright we can go now,” he said.

I looked up at Shard and he was looking so good, sweaty and all. The way his muscles flexed and those little sweat beads were on his stomach, and the way his pants were sagging and I could see that big ass dick print, was making me want to go in the back in one of the bathrooms and have him do some damage to my body.

While we were walking out of the door, I noticed the way Mark was looking at Shard. It was a look of envy, like he was secretly jealous of his own cousin. I’d had my suspicions of Mark and from seeing the way he looked at his own cousin with such envy, made me realize that his cousin was up to no good. I made a mental note to say something to Shard about that later. But as of now, I walked behind Shard and I watched as all the little hos stared at him like they didn’t see me with him. Disrespectful ass bitches!

“Shard where is your shirt?” I asked him. I didn’t want these hos seeing my man’s goodies like that. Shard pulled me from behind him and placed my body in front of him.

“In my bag. Why, what’s up?” he asked, kissing my neck.

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