Page 53 of The Price of My Sins

I nodded, unable to speak. The baby kicked again like he was feeling the love too.

“I meant every word,” Bo said. “Ain’t no running. Ain’t no second-guessing. I’m yours, Cin. For real.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him without caring who was watching. At that moment, I knew that I wasloved. Fully. Loudly. Unapologetically. And I wasn’t about to let that go.

“So, how do you like this place?” Bo asked out of the blue.

“It’s nice. Big… but I like it. Why?” I asked, confused.

“Because it’s yours. You said you wanted to open your dance studio, so I brought this place for you.”

I blinked. “Wait… what do you mean it’s mine?”

“You said you wanted to open your own dance studio. So… I bought it… for you.”

My jaw dropped. “What?!” I damn near shouted, eyes wide as my heart did a whole backflip.

He chuckled. “Yeah. It has two floors, an office upstairs, and a full basement you can build out for whatever you want.”

Tears burned behind my lashes, but I blinked them back, walking up to him and pressing a hand to his chest. “Are you serious?”

“As a heartbeat, baby,” he said, pulling me in. “I believe in you, Cin. You got this, and I got you and my son.” He pecked my lips.

“Thank you so much, baby.”

“Nah. Say thanks, Big Bo.” He smirked, grabbing my ass.

“Thanks, Big Bo…” I blushed, wanting to grope him but knowing my limits.

“Aight y’all! That was real love right there! But now… let’s run it up! Y’all know what it is!” The DJ yelled through the mic.

The beat dropped heavy, and “Boots on the Ground” by 803Fresh began to blare through the venue. As soon as the bass hit, the whole room exploded. Chairs scooted back, heels came off, and folks rushed the dance floor like they’d been waiting all night for that one song.

Lexi grabbed my hand and screamed, “Come on, baby mama!” She pulled me away from Bo, who smiled as I kicked off my heels, pulled up the sides of my dress, and shuffled my wayinto the middle of the crowd. Everybody was moving, spinning, dipping, and hitting the routine like it was second nature.

The vibe was pure joy, and for the first time in weeks, I let myself breathe. I was surrounded by family, love, life, and music that felt like home. I was exactly where I was supposed to be. I was happy and ready to live life with the love of my life.

At the end of the gender reveal was when we decide to find out what we were having. Bo and I was escorted out back where there was a table set up with pink and blue balloons, along with two fake AK-47 guns. We both laughed as we were instructed to pick them up and point them to the sky. On the count of three from the crowd, we squeezed the trigger and blue powder shot out.

“Hell yeah! I knew that was my junior!” Bo yelled, poking his chest out as he pumped his fist in the air.

I wanted a mini-me, but I was happy to have whatever God blessed us with.

How we started was messy, complicated, and completely unplanned. But what we are building now—I wouldn’t want to do it with anybody else but my Big Bo.

Two months later

It was nothing like waking up in the morning and sliding into some good pussy, but Olivia being nine months pregnant made it a hard task, but that didn’t stop her from hopping on the dick. This woman couldn’t stay off me since finding out she was pregnant. Now, she was practically raping a nigga in his sleep every night.

“Baby, wake up…” Olivia whispered into my ear before taking my lope into her mouth and sucking on it. She reached into my boxers, pulled my hard tool out, and began rubbing it.

I cracked one eye open and looked at her beautiful face. “Why are you up so early, Cin?”

“Because I’m horny and want some dick. Blame it on my hormones…”

“I swear, you and this pussy is going to be the death of. Now, assume the position.”

She rolled over onto her side, holding her swollen belly.Since she was already naked, it was easy for me to lift her leg and slide in that gushy pussy from the back.

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