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While they drank and smoked, the women swam and engaged in their conversations.

For the first time in a while, Lo felt at peace.

Of course, there were areas in his life that were in disarray but with Bria being there, nothing could beat that.

Whatever problems awaited him had to be put on hold while he tuned into her.

After spending time outside, the couples ate dinner prepared by the chef. It consisted of tikin xic, grilled fish, cochinita pibil, and ceviche. Lo watched Bria the entire time, taking note of everything about her as if this was the first time he’d laid eyes on her.

He leaned over toward her ear. “You glowing.”

She turned to him, smiling. “I know because I haven’t had to deal with this guy who’s mean as shit.”

His lips smacked. “Here you go throwing shots and shit.”

“What? I’ve been stress free. Don't be jealous.” She winked.

The chiming from a glass ceased the chatter as everyone turned their attention on Kaylona.

“I just wanted to thank you guys for coming here. I told Meco I wanted to get to know everybody more, so this is why I planned this trip. Plus, we all work so hard and are so busy that I felt we needed this getaway. I have so much planned for us so get ready. It’s going to be many more to come. Cheers.”

Everyone held their glass in the air before taking a sip. Lo wasn’t a group person. He preferred to be alone, but he appreciated being with his family after having one of the hardest periods in his life.

Bria hated how her soul was at ease in Lo’s presence, or how he soothed the parts of her that were unsure.

He was chaos wrapped in a six-foot-three form and still, her heart was sealed and delivered to him.

Being wrapped in his arms was the medicine she needed after suffering through the back and forth she had been dealing with.

Her heart against her mind; round after round of combatting each other only for her heart to claim the victory.

They laid in their room. Skin to skin, body to body while the ceiling fan provided a cool breeze. Laying on Lo’s chest, Bria memorized the tempo of his heartbeat while he held her in his arms.

“Lo.”

“Yeah.”

“I did something that you might not like but I don't want to keep anything from you.”

His silence made Bria uneasy as she impatiently awaited his response.

“Whatever it is, I don't wanna know.”

Lifting her head, she looked at the silhouette of his face. “Why not?”

“Because… I don't wanna know. Let me be ignorant since it’ll be hard for me to walk away from you.”

The space between her brows dipped as confusion settled on her face. “Huh? What do you think I did?”

“I don't know… did you cheat?”

“No, of course not. I told you I would never do anything to purposely hurt you, Lo. I meant that.”

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. “Then, what did you do?”

Bria resumed her position on his chest while building the courage to reveal herself.

“I went to see your mom.”

Lo’s muscles steeled beneath her. “Why?”

“I don't have a definite answer. After you told me what happened to you, I felt compelled to go see her.”

“And?”

“And we talked. She’s hurt just like you are.

I really felt for her. Her story just seems so authentic.

You need to hear her side, especially when it comes to your aunt.

She tells a very different version and somehow, I believe her.

It seems that the communication wasn’t clear between you guys and with your aunt mixed into that, I can see why you all haven’t made up. ”

Ever since her talk with Ada, Bria couldn’t get the details of their conversation out of her mind. Her heart belonged to Lo, but her heart extended to Ada and Dax as well.

“Are you mad at me?”

“…No.”

“Are you just saying that? You know how you like to sit on shit then reveal it when it’s time.”

“You don't know me.”

There was humor in his tone which caused her to smirk. Bria climbed on top of him, feeling his dick poke her center. She held his hairy cheeks and kissed his lips.

“I do know you, Kylo Crown, and that’s what scares me.

You're so unpredictable at times but I love you. I’ve never had anyone have a pull on me like you.

There are so many flaws you possess but there are good things about you that I admire.

You're loved by me, and I’m so happy that you're my husband and the father of my child.”

Bria kissed him again, but he cut the gesture short by moving his head.

“What you just say?”

“What do you mean?” She chuckled.

“You said father of your child? You pregnant?”

“Yes, Lo, you got me pregnant.”

He was silent for a moment. “Is that what made you come here?”

“One of the reasons… what’s wrong?”

“I don't like that.”

Bria sat up, wondering what he meant. “You don't like what? That I’m pregnant?”

“No, I don't like that you being pregnant was your reason for coming here with me.”

“What do you want me to say? It was one of the driving factors to forgiving you.”

“I want you here because you wanna be here. Not because you feel obligated since you’re pregnant, Bria. That don't make me feel good.”

“I said it’s one of the driving factors. It wasn’t the only one, Lo. Did you not just hear me pour out my heart to you? I literally just said I love you.”

Bria was so annoyed that she climbed off of him and stomped to the bathroom.

Slamming the door, she paced back and forth, hoping to keep her stress levels down.

While away in New York, her body started feeling different.

The low back pain, bouts of nausea, and super tender breasts encouraged her to take a pregnancy test. Once she saw the positive sign, Bria wasn’t surprised.

Lo had been filling her up with his seeds ever since they first had sex, but she was disappointed that this hadn’t come when they were in a stable place in their marriage.

Bria had been ready to leave Lo. She even prayed about it but once she accepted that she was carrying their child, she felt this was a sign to give him a second chance.

Bria’s decision wasn’t based solely on being pregnant.

She adored him and had for a while. When they were apart, her days were long and mundane.

She missed his scent, his touch, and his jokes that no one else was privy to.

Bria yearned for all of it and with her being with child, she felt it was time for them to really get on one accord for the sake of their baby.

When a knock graced the door, Bria rolled her eyes. “Give me a minute.”

She needed time to get rid of the attitude Lo had caused. They were on an island amongst their family. She refused to let him put her in a bad mood.

The door opened anyway, and Lo entered. Bria hated how her gaze engulfed him in a suggestive way.

She would never get enough of his toned physique, tall stature, and his tattooed skin.

Lo stood in front of her, consuming Bria with his dark gaze.

Pulling her close by her waist, he pressed her body against his.

She tried not to melt into his frame but found it difficult.

“I didn’t mean to make you upset. I got in my head and started thinking negatively.

Me and you…” He skated his two fingers in the space between them.

“…It’s the most important relationship I have in my life.

I put it before me and Meco’s relationship.

That’s just how serious I am about us. I want everything between us to be genuine.

I don't want you here because you feel obligated. I want you with me because it’s where you want to be, regardless of your pregnancy.

Tell me you're here ‘cause you wanna be here.”

Bria didn’t have to give the thought any of her time. She’d pondered it for weeks when they were separated.

“I’m here because I want to be here, Lo. I love you. I just need you to honor me like a husband is supposed to honor his wife.”

He nodded. “I got you. No more bullshit. I’ll learn to control myself and treat you with the highest regard. A’ight?”

“Okay.”

He gripped her chin and softly pressed her lips against his. A soft moan resonated from her lips as Lo picked her up and sat her on the vanity.

“Tell me how you found out you were pregnant.”

Bria prepared her mouth but paused when his lips voyaged down her neck.

With her head tilted backwards, Bria’s eyes closed involuntarily while his touch mesmerized her.

They had many rooms in their marriage that were in disarray, but their bedroom had never been a mess.

In this room, they communicated the best. Their bodies were always aligned, hot, and prepared to fuse together.

“Talk, Bri-Bri,” he murmured right before licking her ear.

Oh, how she missed that nickname. She hadn’t heard it in weeks, making her feel like they had really lost so much time together.

“I, um.” She cleared her throat as her chest heaved. “I wasn’t feeling like myself and…” Another pause because his tongue was now on her tender breasts. “I went to get a test. Loooo,” she whispered.

“Keep going.” He pulled her nipple into his mouth, sucking softly, provoking her back to arch. His tongue felt so good against her skin. It was the perfect remedy for her aching breasts.

“Then I took it, and it was, mmhmm, it was positive,” she stated breathlessly as he trekked down her stomach and stopped at her sweet spot.

“Why you ain't tell me right away?”

His ebony irises were fixated on her as he pulled her clitoris between his lips. Bria sucked in a breath, feeling all the sensitive pleasure congregate on her bud. His tongue slithered from her clit down to her opening.

“I ain't tell you to stop. Keep talking,” he demanded with a mouth full of her pussy.

“Okay, um, Lo, wait.” Her legs were over his shoulders as she squirmed from his tongue.

“Answer my question, Bri-Bri.”

“I uh, I wanted to… shit… tell you in person.”