The Wife Pay
Give Me the Wage
Alana smiles reading the chat on her phone, it makes Dave surprised to see it. The man even stopped his movements by wiping his son's hair that had just fallen asleep. Tonight Gala asked to sleep with her parents.
“Chat who?” ask Dave to know.
Alana turned and smiled, then showed the contents of her chat to her husband. The curiosity that had been up since, changed the annoyance.
“Can-can he cravings to pinch my cheek, he thinks I'm what baby!” grunts Dave. His face immediately turned irritated when he found a message from Natasha on his wife's phone, the woman was also three months pregnant, he said he wanted to pinch Dave's cheek, Dave's cheek, maybe because his son felt vengeful because his mother had been rejected by the man.
Alana chuckles. “Funny yes, babe?” yells.
Dave just smiled wryly, inwardly threatening Natasha, just be aware if suddenly came pinching her cheek. Dave dangled his feet to the floor, then turned his body toward his wife.
“Why baby?” alana asked in surprise, because Dave instead of laying down his body, instead sat in front of her. The man glanced at the glass of milk of pregnant women who were still intact untouched. It was about ten minutes ago that Dave made it. But Alana also spent it. This is what makes him worried when he left but could not go home immediately, his wife often procrastinate time to drink milk and vitamins.
”Tell him if I don't want to fulfill his cravings. Just let his son be withered, let's just say I taught him a lesson because he helped hide you from me, baby.” Dave said while taking over the phone in his wife's hands.
Alana just gawked at hearing it. “Poor darling. What if it was me who craved that. You know he helped me a lot back then,” protested Alana.
Dave put his wife's phone on the nightstand. “Ngidammu different baby. Just kiss me a hundred times. Elite cravings,” chirps.
Alana massaged her husband's stomach, making the man grimace as well as restraining his laughter. “It's not elite, but perverted,” grunts it.
Dave chuckled amusedly at the irritated look of his adorable wife. His hand turned to take the glass of milk he had made earlier. “Udah fetching, Mami. Now it's time to drink milk, keep sleeping!” redo Dave.
Dave smiled in a knot, took the empty glass in his wife's hand, put it to its original place. Then she leaned her face. “Then give me a kiss, as my reward,” the door.
Alana melengos's. “Coup for you is meaningless dear. The ends are more too. Look there's your son,” point Alana.
Dave raised his eyebrows, saw his wife lying down, unexpectedly pulling the woman's body first, and then curled his lips with a kiss.
Alana was about to rebel but her efforts were in vain, when the husband matted and took a deeper sip. As he felt his wife almost out of breath, Dave let go of his kiss, fusing his forehead with my wife's forehead.
“Thank you,” he said with a thin smile of satisfaction.
Alana chuckles. ”Cheat, always good at taking chances.”
Dave laughed funny. Move from his seat, “Sleep when it's up at night dear.” Dave pulled out a blanket to cover his wife's body, then bent over giving a kiss on Alana's forehead.
“Where to?” tanya Alana held the hand of her husband who was about to turn away.
“Working space. Just a minute, baby, thirty minutes. Just want to check the file sent by Zain.”
Alana let go of his grasp. “Good.”