《Married To A Thug》Chapter 24
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Saturday, May 3rd
10:24am
Jada & Marcel's House
"Happy Birthday Mama!" I yelled into the phone.
"Thank you princess!" She yelled back.
"So what's on the agenda for today?" I asked her.
"A little of this a little of that...." she said looking away and cheesing.
"Oop okay fine don't tell me. Does it involve dad?" I asked her.
"It sure does." She said and I scrunched you my face pretending to be disgusted.
"Ew ok." I said and we both laughed.
We spoke for a little bit more until we hung up.
I went on my Instagram to let update the businesses followers about what's going on.
Some of my makeup line was now ready, I had the girls making more back in Florida. I decided to put them on the team because they've been a big help since the small business anyway.
Marcel also gave me a few abandoned stores to look through to see which one I wanted to buy.
I had set a date to do a photoshoot with my products in two weeks. And Jashawn and I found some models so far to model his clothes and my makeup product, I was going to fly down there some time this summer so we can get everything set. The models I found up here were going to travel with me.
I was working on getting the logo that Jashawn sent me to put on everything from the site, for it to be printed on for the store, and the social media accounts.
Moments later, Marcel came in.
"Hey baby." I said as he walked in.
"Hey ma." He said and kissed my forehead before taking his clothes off and going into the shower.
Marcel kept his promise of only working Monday-wednesday but he had an important job to do early this morning and promised to come right back.
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I went back to dealing with the logo.
As I was dealing with the logo my private trainer texted me.
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I looked up from my phone to see Marcel standing there looking at me.
"Why you so cheesy?" He asked chuckling.
"Nothing. I was just talking to Jonathan." I said chuckling also and went back to working on my laptop.
Marcel knee I had a personal trainer. He didn't really like the fact that it was a guy but I let him know is was only exercising, nothing more nothing less.
I went into the bathroom real quick, and by the time I came back out Marcel was looking at me with my phone in his hand.
"What's wrong with you babe?" I asked him.
"I don't like how y'all talking?" He said.
"What do you mean babe?" I asked him confused.
"When we meeting up again to continue what we doing? I got some new stuff- girl this man is flirting with you." He said and I laughed.
"Baby he's not flirting with me, he's just helping me workout and I'm sure the new stuff is just exercises for my pregnancy." I said brushing him off and getting into the bed.
"Why y'all can't workout when I'm home? I ain't never seen this guy yet and y'all never workout here." He said
"Marcel I know you don't think I'm cheating on you?" I asked him.
"Nah baby I know you wouldn't. I just don't trust him he might try and make a move and I wanna be there just in case he try some shit." He said and I giggled at how jealous and overprotective he seemed.
"Fine, the next time after Monday, I'll make sure you're home and it's here ok?" I asked him.
"Good." He said.
"Now, how you just decide to read them messages? You snooping because I was cheesing too hard at my phone?" I asked.
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"Nah I actually wasn't. He texted you just now saying don't forget to bring at least 4 bottles of water because you know I work you out and it sounded sus to me. Thought dude was tryna flirt." He said and I shook my head.
"You something else." I said to him.
"I know. But aye shorty?" He called to me.
"Yes my love?" I responded.
"You gon make breakfast? I'm hungryyyy." He said being dramatic.
"I'm boy you know how to cook breakfast too." I said and he chuckled.
"You right. I'm finna go make us some right now." He said and I nodded.
He went downstairs to make the breakfast but I ended up drifting off to sleep, completely forgetting he was even making breakfast.
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3:45pm
I woke up and Marcel was next to me on his phone.
"You finally up sleepy head?" He asked and I giggled.
"Yeah." I said.
"I made you breakfast but you were sleep and I ended up eating that for lunch. So I just got you Shake Shack. It's downstairs in the microwave." He said and I smiled.
"Thank you baby." I said and he nodded.
I got up and went downstairs to heat up the food and eat.
I texted my mom to see how her birthday was going and she started sending me pictures of her nails and her hair and where she was and I smiled. She seemed so happy on her birthday and I was happy that she was happy.
After I ate, I sat on my phone scrolling through social media and digesting my food a little before going out into the backyard with a yoga mat to do some yoga.
I've gotten into yoga now to because I heard it helps with pregnancy and I wanted this labor and delivery to be an easy one. So the earlier I started, the better.
About 30 minutes into my yoga, Marcel came into the backyard.
"Damn baby you came downstairs to eat and I ain't never see you again." He said and I laughed to myself.
"Boy you were probably up there taking a quick nap and noticed I never came back." I said smiling to myself because I know that's what he did.
"You right, but that's not the point." He said and I laughed.
"Right." I said giggling and continued my yoga.
After a little while I noticed Marcel copying me... or at least trying to.
"Marcel what the hell are you doing?" I asked him with an eyebrow raised and went into my next pose.
"I'm trying to copy you. I don't know how people do this yoga stuff, especially pregnant women." He said and I laughed.
"Patience and balance." I said.
"Oh well shit I don't have either to that. Might be it." He said and I rolled my eyes playfully.
After a few more seconds I went into another pose. I noticed Marcel trying to do that one also.
"Baby... please stop. I love you... but you look like you're about to have a stroke." I said to him mentally laughing to myself.
"Man I just might be having one with these hard and painful ass poses. Got me bending all type of way. I don't do that." He said and I shook my head laughing to myself. This man was honestly too much.
After yoga, I went to shower and the rest of the day was mostly me working, Marcel getting on my nerves, and us watching tv and napping. I even made dinner and we ate a little later on.
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