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Rose POV
"You do it?"
"Do what?" Kay asked me as she entered he room
"Nothing. Where's Bryson?"
"Downstairs. How's the little guy doing?"
I stared at her for a sec before fixing my face not wanting to be obvious. I gave her a thumbs up and watched closely as she checked his vitals.
"When you're done can you ask Bryson to bring his ass up here please?"
"Stress isn't good Rose, try to relax. Especially not for the father. Let him relax."
"Who the fu- Bryson!"
Soon after I could hear his heavy footsteps and soon the sort opened slowly and he poked his head in.
"Kay can we have a moment."
"Remember what I told you."
"Moment please." I said in a irritated but nice tone
She escaped the room and shut the door behind her. Bryson then sat on the bed and began rubbing my feet.
"What's up baby?"
"Did you do it?"
"Yeah and what she do? You're tense."
"She think she got a little power. She told me to let you relax and not to stress you."
"I mean" he shrugged making me scoff
"I'm playing" he added soon after with a laugh
"Don't get slapped up."
"So it's gone go down around 9. I'm going to watch the baby while you shower and get dressed. When you're done around 10:30 I'm going to go down there and give me 15 to make it believable then you come down there with NO weapons."
"Why you putting emphasis on no weapons? What if I wanna kill her? Then what?" I laughed loudly bringing tears to my eyes
He just stared at me before joining in on my laughter.
"No. For really though don't kill her man."
"I'm not babe. But if she whooping me you better work her."
He nodded and kissed his hand while my foot was in it.
"Let's get some sleep. We got a big night ahead of us."
Around 8:30
"Babe wake up." I shook Bryson
He opened one eye and stared at me. I was wrapped in a towel leaning against the bed. I waved my hand for him to get up. I then threw the towel at him when he did.
"Hurry don't fuck up the plan."
"So violent."
"Shower." I laughed pushing him toward the bathroom
I pressed my hands against my cut then looked at the incubator.
"Worth it."
I wrapped my cut in age bandage then placed a t-shirt on, my sweats over that, then my hoodie over that. I pushed against my cut to see how much pressure it could take before it started hurting to see how hard I could be hit around there.
"What are you doing?"
"Seeing how hard I could be hit right here." I held my hands against stomach and pushed it in to have the sucked in affect.
"She not gone hit you."
"What you mean? It's a fight."
"You get a minimum of five hits man. If she hit you I'm gone lose my shit. Don't make me beat her ass. I don't want to do that."
"Five hits? Fuck is that gone do?"
"Damage and it's not up for discussion."
I stared at him then stomped off. I could feel his eyes burning holes in me. I turned then looked at him. I flinched at him and he didn't move. I smirked and laughed slightly. He looked so delicious, his body still had beads of water dripping down and he was so toned and chocolate. My mouth was watering just by looking at him.
"What you staring at?"
"God."
"God? You're funny." He smirked at me
"Only if I was still pr-"
"Knock knock" Kay said before entering the room
"Kay." I snapped slightly trying to cover Bryson
"Whoops sorry." She enthused before leaving out
"Minimum 15 hits."