Samir sat in a chair that was now uncomfortable after sitting there for a little over four hours now, holding his head up in his left hand while his eyes rested on Nina's perfect makeup free face. It was rare for her to be out with no makeup on, but he loved her fresh face.

There were four ladies standing around her, each contributing to a different section of her hair to finish up the rest of her extra small, thigh length, bohemian knotless braids. They only had a few braids left, and Nina was glad because she was more than ready to go.

To take her mind off of the drama surrounding her name as well as adhere to his promise of getting her hair done, Samir took her to an African braiding salon near his apartment building so that she could get her desired hairstyle without having to sit for a long period of time.

She loved her hair already and one of the ladies even did dramatic edges for her, the same way Nina usually did them herself. She also loved how cheap the salon was compared to her braider who would've charged $395 for the same style the salon charged $160 for. She was definitely going to tip generously.

"You like them?" Nina asked Samir, taking notice of the way he stared at her while the main braider rubbed mousse over all of the braids and human hair curls.

"Mhm. You look so pretty mama." He approached her for a kiss once she stood up, and she smiled at how he kept it brief to avoid another incident like yesterday—though he was sure none of the older ladies were thinking about sending them to any blogs.

"Thank you. Can I have my phone now?" She looked up at him with a smile, making sure to keep her head still as the end of her braids were dipped in hot water.

"No." He kissed her cheek before stepping back, pulling his plain black Coach wallet out of his front pocket.

Nina still had the $300 that he gave her last week and was expecting to pay for the braids with that money, so she was surprised when Samir took out another $280 in cash—$160 for the style and $120 for the tip to be split amongst the four ladies—and paid at the front counter.

That might've seemed small to most but Nina loved that he just 'did' for her, especially without her needing to ask. She knew that she needed to get off of her ass and start providing for herself, but she deeply appreciated the fact that Samir didn't make her.

"No, I'm with my girl so I didn't go in. Mara said she doesn't have a lot of orders anyway." Samir spoke on the phone with his father, opening up the passenger side door for Nina to get inside.

"Stop moving so fast pops. I don't even like kids." He said before closing the door, and she followed him with her eyes as he walked around the front of the Track Hawk to get to the driver's side.

By the time he got inside and cranked up the overwhelmingly loud engine, he was already saying his goodbyes. That wasn't surprising. Samir hated being on the phone while he was behind the wheel. He didn't like calling, texting, and he didn't even use Google Maps while driving. He hated the idea of car accidents.

Nina looked over at him as he backed out of the parking spot just as her favorite song, Bloom, began to play from her phone that automatically connected to his Bluetooth system.

"Wassup ma?" His eyebrows furrowed with mild concern, feeling her eyes on him.

"Nothing. I can't look at you?"

"It seems like you have something to say." He told her, and she rolled her eyes at how attentive he was. How did he even know that? All she did was look.

"Thank you for paying for my hair. I was going to use the money you gave me before; do you want it back?"

"No. That's not what you were about to say either." He said without taking his eyes off of the road, and she rolled hers once again.

"What did your dad say about kids?" She asked.

"Nothing important. He was being delusional. Talkin' 'bout when can he expect his first grandkid. Him and Mara got that bad. They aggravate me." He shook his head while a small smile graced her face.

"Oh, I'm sorry ma. Did that make you sad?" He realized the reasoning behind her asking that, and the sudden sadness that seemed to follow.

"A little bit. It's not your fault though."

"I don't even want any kids, ever. You don't have to be sad about that." His hand left his gear shift to rest on her thigh once he noticed her leg bouncing in place.

"You say that but I feel like everyone does..eventually. Like I don't want any either but I know I will soon.. I just feel bad 'cause yesterday you were saying how you wanted this to be long term, and you'll most likely want some in the future and I can't give that to you."

"I don't think I'll change my mind but even if I do, why are you worried about it now? You thinking too far ahead Tinkerbell. You don't have to make yourself sad about it now." He lightly gripped the same spot that he rubbed on, and he looked over to watch her quickly wipe away a tear as he came to a stop at the red light.

"And not being able to have any doesn't make you less of anything. It's not something that'll make me leave you either; you more than enough for me. I promise." He kissed her cheek, and Nina held his face as his lips traveled to be on hers.

"I love you so much. Thank you Mir." She loved how he always knew just what to say to make her feel better.

"I love you more. You look so pretty with your braids. How long you gon' keep 'em up? Two days?" He asked to lift her mood, and clearly it worked from the sound of her laughter.

"Oh my god, no. I'm going to actually try to keep them in for a while 'cause I want you to get your money's worth." She chuckled, but both of them knew she'd want them out by next week.

"That ain't nothing ma. You can take 'em out when you want. I'll buy your next wig." He pulled into the parking garage of his apartment complex, covering his mouth as he yawned.

"Thanks stinky. You the best." She leaned over to kiss his cheek before removing her seatbelt as he approached his designated parking spot.

Once they were both out, they rode the elevator up to Samir's place and he finally let her have her phone again. He took it last night after seeing her scrolling through the comments made about the two of them, not wanting her to upset herself. Her skin wasn't as tough as his, unfortunately.

Nina still hadn't addressed the situation with Tyler, or anyone else for that matter. She would deal with that when she went home in the morning. She was only able to spend weekends with Samir and she wanted him to have all of her time; everything else could wait.

"What you wanna eat baby?" Samir asked, now lying in his bed while Nina stood in his bathroom, removing her lip combo.

"I don't want anything right now. Can we order pho later though?"

"Fine. I was hoping you forgot about that." He said with a disgusted expression, making her laugh. He was not pleased by the thought of soupy noodles. He physically gagged when Nina showed him the mukbang TikTok's with the Vietnamese cuisine.

"Every time I make you try something new, you end up liking it. Stop faking." She climbed in the bed with him, and he shrugged his shoulders with a light chuckle.

"You not gon' tie it up?" Samir referred to her hair as he pressed play on Snowfall, noticing that her bonnet wasn't on.

"Nope. I want you to pull on it." She lowered her head to give him a kiss, feeling him smile into it before kissing her back.

"You so nasty girl. You couldn't wait, huh?" He chuckled, kissing the corner of her mouth when she released his bottom lip.

"Not at all. I miss you." She pulled her bra from over her head, and Samir's dick lifted with a full erection at the sight of her bare chest. It was his favorite intimate part of her.

His hands drifted to her waist once she climbed on top of him, bringing him in for another kiss. He groaned in her mouth as she reached between the two of them to rub over the print in his boxers, lightly gripping the shaft of his dick as the kiss deepened.

As they undressed each other, Samir could feel his nerves begin to creep up on him. Unlike the last time they had sex, he didn't want her to do anything this go around—he wanted to be in full control and he hoped his anxiety didn't make him chicken out of doing so.

"Shit. I don't have a condom ma." Which reminded him that he needed to go buy some. He didn't want to have to ask Samara every time they had sex. It was pretty inconvenient in times like this when she wasn't here.

"You can go raw if you want. Or did you wanna stop?" She released the skin of his neck where she'd just left a hickey; and by this point he was practically craving her so there was no way he was stopping now.

"Nah. Raise up for me." He tapped her waist twice, and she bit her lip as she did as told, turning around to face the tall mirror in the corner of his bedroom with her bottom half arched in the air.

Samir positioned himself behind her, ignoring the sinking feeling in his stomach that came from the fear of failing her. Last time, she mostly guided him to find the spot that pleased her most, but in this position he'd have to find it himself in order for her to cum. It stressed him out just thinking about not being able to.

He lowered his head to kiss her clit, and Nina's mouth fell open in a moan when he gently pulled it in between his lips. His warm tongue slid around it before moving down to taste the natural substance leaking from inside of her.

"What got you this wet Nina?" He licked over his plump lips while grabbing the base of his dick, rubbing himself down her slit.

"Ohhh fuuuck," She couldn't even respond to his question, feeling her walls being stretched out as Samir's dick filled the space.

Both of his hands rested firmly at the small of her back with each of his thumbs on her back dimples to make sure her arch remained in tact as he pushed further, forcing her to take more than half of him.

Nina had to reach back to stop him from going deeper because she knew that she'd lose her arch if he did. He was too big for her to take and she could feel him more prominently in this position rather than in missionary. It felt like he was in her stomach already.

"What you running from ma? I ain't did nothing yet." He wrapped her braids around his fist and gave it a pull to make her head tilt back, and she moaned as he leaned over to give her a kiss.

"Oh my f—Samirrr," she whined, unable to focus on kissing him back due to the combination of pain and pleasure.

"Hm?" He responded casually as if he wasn't literally digging in her guts. She was trying hard not to tap out so quickly but back shots hurt so bad and felt so good at the same time.

Samir watched her expression change as he went a bit deeper, and when her mouth fell open, he knew he'd found her spot. He repeatedly stroked directly at it, resulting in Nina gripping helplessly at the sheets in an effort to control herself.

"Baby I—shiiit. Shit, Samir I can't take that much. Oh my god." She attempted to get up when he kissed her back, only for him to push her face down into the mattress to keep her where she was.

"Fuck! I'm cumming. Mir I'm done baby, please. Please?" She wasn't even sure what she was begging for, and he remained silent, watching her eyes roll towards the back of her head when he began to use the full length of his dick.

"Quit running from me. You can't take it? You don't want all of it Tinkerbell?" He tapped her face to get her to look at him, causing her moans to become louder.

"I can't. I'm c—Samir!" She cried out, and he slowed all the way down as her juices poured from her opening to leak out around his dick. He looked down to watch himself play with her cum, then he picked some up on his fingers and put it in his mouth.

"I love this shit man." He let go of her hair to wrap his hand around her neck from behind, pulling her up so that her back was against his chest.

"Look at you. You so pretty mama. I'm in love with you." He groaned out in her ear as he watched her body jerk in the mirror from his rough strokes, using his other hand to caress her left breast.

"You got some more for me? Hm? Can you cum again with me?" He asked softly, and Nina could feel her stomach tighten up again as a small frown graced her face.

"Yes baby. I love you so much." She whimpered.

"I love you so much. Cum on yo' dick." He said the last part directly in her ear, and her eyes dazed back as his hand left her chest to rub against her clit.

Samir looked down with a smile on his face as he watched her make a mess of her cum on his dick, then groaned aloud at the feeling of her wet walls tightening around him.

"Fuuuck," His smile faded into a pleasure filled frown as he quickly pulled out of her and lazily rested his head on her shoulder as his nut spilled from the tip of his dick.

He didn't give himself time to recover because he wanted to taste more of her, so as soon as she fell forward on the bed, he dipped his head between her legs to clean up the mess they'd created together.

Samir's eyes were trained on his TV where he was playing Grand Theft Auto V with a headset on and a blue controller in his hand, while Nina sat behind him with her legs wrapped around his torso. She wanted to sit in his lap but he couldn't play his game with her there so this was the next best option.

Every few minutes she would kiss his back, his shoulders, or his face while rubbing somewhere else on his body at the same time. She'd been acting so clingy ever since they woke up from their nap two hours ago, but Samir didn't mind it one bit.

He figured it was because he literally fucked her to sleep earlier. He was actually quite surprised with himself for being able to get her to tap out first; she ended up lasting for two hours but Samir could've lasted for double that. He couldn't get enough of her.

Anyway, it clearly made Nina feel a way because she couldn't stay off of him for longer than a few seconds now. He was trying not to be cocky but he was genuinely proud of himself.

"Wassup ma?" He chuckled as she climbed back in his lap, forcing him to hold her and play his game at the same time.

"Can you get off now?" She had a small frown on her face as she stared at him.

"Why? What you want?" He licked mindlessly over his lips, and Nina leaned forward to kiss them as they raised into a smile.

"Dick was good huh?" A smirk replaced his smile, and then he laughed as soon as Nina sucked her teeth.

"Shut up. I can't just wanna kiss you?" Her frown deepened before she added, "It's not even that funny Samir."

"Chill. I'm just playing. Where you going?" He wrapped his arms around her waist to hold her still once his laughter died down.

"You think you that nigga but you ain't." She told him, trying not to smile herself when he laughed again.

"Not even a lil' bit?" He grinned.

"Ok. Just a little bit but nothing more so shut up." She rolled her eyes at his smile as he wiped away the tear that fell from laughing so hard.

"I'll take that. Wassup though? You hungry yet?" He finally kissed her back, resting his hands in the waistband of her underwear.

"Oh my god I love when you read my mind." She raised up from his lap, and his laughter returned at how eager she was to go eat.

After the two of them threw on some lounge clothes, they got in the elevator and rode it down to the parking garage. He carried her on his back because both her legs and her middle area were extremely sore; and even though she could still walk, Samir decided to carry her anyway.

"I love you. I really like the braids on you ma." Samir mumbled after putting her down, and she smiled at the small kiss he left on her nose.

Nina loved him more than she could ever express in words. He really lifted an absurd amount of pressure from her shoulders just by being himself and loving her the way that she deserved. She wanted to drop everything for him, and the only reason she hadn't yet was due to the fear of it not working out in her favor like everything else in her life.

Shockingly enough, she wanted to take that risk with him anyway.

It was hard pretending to be happy with someone else when she all she really wanted was Samir. She didn't even want her marriage to get better and finally become that love story she'd always wanted. She wanted an entirely new story with Samir.

"I love you so much." And she meant that wholeheartedly each time she said it.

I was going to make something happen but idk I kind of like when Von books are not as toxic. Lol idk he just such a soft character even though literally eb know he was a hardbody irl lol