Page 31 of The Love Dealer
They laughed, but I was dead serious. Reka was a mini stallion herself. She could pull just about anybody she wanted—man or woman—but I wasn’t worried about anyone taking Bre from me.
“You’re cute. I like that,” Bre said, and I hated she did. That was her being polite, but Reka was going to take that and run with it. “Am I early? I don’t see any other cars here.”
“Nah. You’re just in time.”
Reka told Bre, “I know you’re treating my babies good, and that’s all I care about. As long as you continue to do that, we’ll be straight.”
“Give me a hug,” Bre said, and Reka happily obliged. “I got your babiesandyou. They’re good with me. Relax and enjoy your pregnancy, okay? We can exchange numbers. Call me if you need anything.”
Reka’s soft ass had watery eyes as she nodded, but of course, she had to say, “Can I grab it?”
Bre burst into laughter. “Yeah, you can grab it.”
Reka’s hands lowered to Bre’s ass, and when she squeezed it, then lightly smacked it, they both laughed. “Aight, y’all call me when you’re on the way.”
“Cool,” I agreed, quickly opening the door and pulling Sabrina inside so she wouldn’t ask any questions.
“Baby, what is going on? I thought Price’s party was at your place?”
“It’s at my mama house,” I admitted finally.
When we stepped inside, she released a quiet whimper and covered her mouth. I’d had all the furniture and décor removed. Every fucking piece. Only thing left was the kids’ stuff in their rooms. This was about to be her and Trinity’s home, and I wanted her to decorate it however she saw fit.
Slowly, Bre walked over to the wall where the TV used to be in the living room. She looked over the collage of pictures I had of us from seventeen until now. The last picture was of me holding a sign with all the kids that asked her to marry me. When she turned to me, I was on one knee, holding her pear-shaped ring.
Sabrina grabbed my shoulders as her tears fell.
“I promised you, if given the chance, I’d make you mine again. I never want to let you and Trinity go. You complete me and my family, and I want this forever. You know I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life showing you. Will you marry me, Sabrina?”
“Yes,” she almost whispered before jumping up and down and giggling. “Yes!”
After sliding the ring onto her finger, I stood and took her into my arms. Our lips connected, and the only thing that kept me from pressing her against the wall and sliding my dick into her was knowing Caprice would have my head if I didn’t bring herherBre. She’d been Bre’s baby since she was a baby, and that moment signified Bre’s place in my life before I could even understand the weight of that bond. Bre was ours forever now, and I was so damn glad she brought her fine, thick ass home!
The End!
