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Loving my Husband & Yours Too

  

by: Shelli Marie

 : Loving my Husband & Yours Too








Binding: Kindle Edition
Edition: 1
Format: Kindle eBook
Label: Rose City Ink
Languages: EnglishPublished
Manufacturer: Rose City Ink
Number Of Pages: 190
Publication Date: December 11, 2014
Publisher: Rose City Ink
Release Date: December 11, 2014
Studio: Rose City Ink




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“Hey beautiful wife of mine,” my husband greeted me with a kiss and warm embrace.
“Hello handsome husband of mine,” I teased with a more passionate kiss to show Keira our shit was strong.
“Hey Nyda,” she spoke dryly as gave me a half ass smile.
“I was just telling Keira about the surprise I have for you,” he bragged as he held up two tickets for a Caribbean Cruise. “Happy Birthday Baby!”
“What? Thank you so much Dre!” I screamed. “That’s why we went to get those passports way back in January?”
“Well you never know where I may just up and take you baby,” he smiled and pressed his lips to mine.
When we broke apart, he removed some particles from my hair.
“How did you get some damn sawdust in your do baby?” he asked continuing to pick bits and pieces out.
“I’m not sure,” I lied. “It must have happened when I brushed up against the wooden fence that I parked too close to.”
Dragging me to the dance floor, we began to embrace and sway to the slow groove. As DeAndre spun me around, I noticed Keira staring at us with contempt in her eyes. I wasn’t sure where all of it was coming from, but I was praying she knew to keep her shit in check.
When the song ended, my husband just had to return to where we were standing, before the dance. It was the same spot where Keira was still positioned.
“Oh shit, here comes your husband looking sharp as a tack,” DeAndre clowned pointing in the direction of the entrance where Tamario was coming from.
Quickly turning to read Keira, I searched for a clue to how she was feeling about her husband. When I saw her eyes light up it showed me that she was in love with him, but he gave her no affection. He paid her no mind. Instead, he joined us, shook hands with DeAndre then gave me and his wife the head nod.
“Damn, they trippin?” my husband whispered in my ear.
Shrugging my shoulders, I let him know that I didn’t know and reminded him that we should mind our own business. DeAndre agreed and we sealed it with a wet one. He laid it on so thick that it had me weak in the knees and hot down in my sweet spot.
“Damn, what was that for Dre?” I inquired as I patted my lips and caught my breath.
“Do I need a reason?” DeAndre probed. “I love you girl and that’s all the reason I need.”
While me and my husband ‘cupcaked’, Tamario and Keira fussed.
“What got you smirkin’?” Keira spat at him. “And how the fuck you got sawdust on you too?”
DeAndre looked at me sideways waiting on an answer. Hell, I was waiting too. I hoped to God Tamario had a good one.




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