Naomi's a newly divorced, single mother, who's dedicated to herself and, the wellbeing of her daughter.
It took only one interaction to change her mind on pursuing another love interest, but with having an intrusive ex-husband/ baby father, her lif...
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- N A O M I -
As the sun rises over the horizon, the golden rays peak through the white sheer curtains. The warm glow compliments his fair complexion.
As he inhale deeply and release, my hand rise and fall with his chest. I'm laying on him, admiring his beauty as he sleeps so peacefully.
It's been one of the few times he's manage to get a peaceful rest since the unfolding of all the events for the past few week. And I love this for him.
I smile by the sight of him. I run my fingers over his chiseled chest and down to his toned abs.
I've been doing this for the past hour or so. Unable to sleep, just replaying the event of last night in my head. Wondering if I made the right decision.
I beg you pardon?
I know I love him, no second guessing it. We've already started creating a family together and I'm not second guessing that either.
However. The idea of getting married a second time lingers in my mind. Seeing that I went through it before and it ended oh so badly.
Like yuh sick inah yuh head enuh. Nothing you had before don't come close to our man.
Nothing does. I just don't think I'm ready to become someone else's wife. Again.
Nah medz yuh enuh. 'Cause yuh nuh make not a sense.
Heaving a sigh, I start running my finger through his beard.
"Watchu stressing about so early" his voice rough. His eyes still closed.
"Nothing" I lie.
"Haven't been sleep for three hours and you continuously keep sighing. That doesn't sound like nothing" I rest my chin on my hands, admiring his defined jawline.
"Truth, wife" he demands.
"Okay" I ease off him and sit in the bed. My head rested against the head board, foot folded up under my butt.
"I'm sacred of doing the whole marriage thing again" I admit.
Still, he continues to lay in the exact position. His eyes are yet to open.
I'm in love with how he's able to keep his composure through anything. The epiphany of how a man should act.
Tsk - the voice in my head reacts sassily.
"Sure know me never force yuh fi agree to the engagement last night. Why the sudden change of heart?" He questions.
