"We should probably stop soon, I don't want him eating off schedual," Huey said, pushing the baby carriage containing his sweetest treasure. Jazmine rolled her eyes, her arms wrapped around his arm.

"Yes, dear,"

"And it's kinda hot... you brought sun screen didn't you?"

"Yes, dear," She huffed. Huey smirked, he loved making his new wife irritable. He was normally trying to make her argue with him. She was still partial to being silent and respectful to everyone, especially her husband. And in truth, that pleased Huey most of the time. She was the perfect little house wife.

He placed a kiss on her head, keeping his pace steady. It was a perfect day to go for a stroll. Jazmine was always happy to get out of the house for a walk around the park. It was pathetic in comparison to the jungles of her home, but it was a small price for her current living conditions.

"Oh lord! Is that HUEY!?"

Huey turned on his heels to see Cindy walking over to him, her belly round and her face looking exhausted.

"Cindy?"

"Hello!" She brushed her blonde hair away from her eyes, "Is that... yours in there?"

"Yeah..." Huey laughed nervously. He felt Jazmine's grip tighten on his arm as she stared at the blonde woman, "I uh... see you're expecting,"

"She sho' iz!" Riley exclaimed, stepping over from a vending cart with two snow cones. He gave one to his baby momma and draped his arm over her shoulders. He smirked at Huey, "Yo gon' be a uncle!"

"Hm," Huey pondered, his eye wincing at what type of hoodlum could come from Cindy and Riley, "Well... congrats,"

"Thanks bro! Ya wanna come ova to the crib an' get suntin ta eat?"

"No thanks," Huey said casually, "We gotta get Bobby home. He's due for a nap,"

"A'ight! Bye Huey!" Cindy cued, giving him a hug and a kiss on his cheek. Riley just bumped fists with his brother.

"It was a pleasure to see you again," Jazmine bowed. Cindy forced an awkward smile and let Riley lead her away. Jazmine turned to her husband and snuggled into his hold.

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Jazmine was quite the social butterfly around the other mothers of their new neighborhood. She hated leaving the house without Huey, again, partial to her tribe's customs, but would often be coaxed into meeting the "girls" for coffee and gossip. When Huey was at work, she would cart Bobby over to their neighbor's home and she'd put him in the play pin with the other children and she'd take her place with the other women.

They would comment on her clothes, saying they would betotal wretches if their husbands went and bought them clothes on a whim.

"I don't know much of American women's fashion," Jazmine confessed lightly, "Huey just buys me things that he likes... and I wear them,"

"and you're okay with that?"

"My greatest pleasure is to please my husband," Jazmine smiled deeply, sipping at her coffee.

"Sweetheart, in America... women can do what they wanna do. Especially get their own clothes!" Sheryl, the woman who owned the house, boasted, "Why, if Harry told ME what to wear... hm. There'd be quite a dispute,"

"Oh, but I like the clothes he picks out for me," Jazmine said quickly, "I... I assumed they were... pretty,"

"Oh! They ARE! They ARE! We didn't mean it that way, Hun!"

Jazmine liked these women, they seemed nice, but she didn't trust them. She would keep her mouth shut when the gossip sessions broke out. She didn't understand a lot of it. Huey would just kiss her when she told him about it and say, "They're bitches, Jazmine. Don't worry about it,"

"Would you like for me to stop seeing them?" She asked saddly, jumping on her knees on their bed. Huey side glanced her as he slid himself under the covers.

"I thought you liked them,"

"Oh, I do. But if it displeases you that I see them then-"

"Jazmine," Huey cut her off, taking out his book, "I'm not gonna tell you who you can see and who you can't. I don't like you being cooped up alone here all day when I'm at the University,"

Jazmine sighed and looked down at him. (he's laying down and he's sitting up, remember?) She bit her lip and stared, as if waiting for something.

"Yes?" He finally asked.

"Are you just reading today?"

He eyed her, "We've had sex every day this week... aren't you... tired?"

"Well yes," she said bashfully, "But you had a long day at work. It's my duty as your wife to-,"

"Jazmine..." She hated it when he said her name in that tone. He said it often, saddly, "A marriage-despite what you were raised to believe- is not one-sided," He sat up and placed a tender kiss on her head, "I love you, and would like nothing more than to have sex with you every night for the rest of our lives... but I understand that you don't. I love you enough to control myself because that's what love is- doing what you think is best for the other person,"

"But I do!" She exclaimed, "Which is why I-"

"I know. And I appreciate it, alot. But... You gotta let me give you what I think is best for you too," He told her lovingly, "I don't want you to think I take advantage of you. Tell me what you want and I'll do what I can to make it happen,"

"For sex?"

"For everything! Clothes, food, things to talk about, how to raise Bobby. Everything, Jazmine," As soon as he finished talking he kissed her cheek, "I love that you want to please me... and you do. You don't have to work so hard at it,"

She pushed up on him, shoving him down on his back and smirking down at him. She kissed him passionately and let his hand roam up her hip.

"I can take what I want from you, Huey,"

"Jazmine..." He groaned, feeling her hand wonder under the seam of his boxer shorts, "Are you sure you're not too tired?"

"I am too tired," she said suddenly, pulling off him and rolling on her side to have her back face him, "Good night,"

"You little... tease!" Huey was flabbergasted, "How you gonna do that ta..."

"Goodnight,"

Huey grabbed her, pulling her into his hold so he could spoon her. She laughed, his hands tickling her love handles, "You're gonna be SO tired in just a few minutes!"

"Oh, so you're punishing me, now?"

"What can I say?" Huey smirked, pulling at her night gown with his fingers, "I want you to feel right at home,"

Just as Jazmine got her hands back to his body, the baby moniter went from just plain static to a loud baby wailings. Huey huffed and flopped down on his back. Jazmine giggled, trying to get another kiss from him, "He's okay. He's just crying to hear his own voice. Babies do that,"

Huey let her kiss him, but didn't put any back, "I... know. It's just..."

"So he'll be okay for... what's it gonna take you? Five minutes?" She slipped her hand back into his boxers again. He exhaled and grabbed her hand, halting her assault, "Huey!"

"I'm sorry," He bit out, getting up and heading for the door, "I am really, really sorry."

"Huey!" She laughed. She shook her head and rolled her eyes, flopping on her back. She didn't want to get up. She knew Huey was a sucker for that kid... he couldn't, just couldn't let him sit in there and cry. Even if he knew that it was for no reason. She smiled when she heard a new voice on the moniter admist the crying baby.

"Hey, Bobby! What's wrong?... Aww... Yeah. There, there. Daddy's gotya," And with that, the crying soon dulled and stopped all together.

About three and a half seconds later, Huey was walking into the bedroom with a now silent, but sleeping Robert.

"He wants to sleep with us tonight,"

Jazmine smiled, "I thought your book said that its not good for infants to sleep with their parents,"

"Well... it's good for me," Huey said simply, setting the baby between them.

"What was what you were saying earlier? Something about doing what's best for THEM and not yourself if you love them?,"

"You've spoiled me," He said, getting down on his side and pulling the covers over his own legs and his sons.

Jazmine and Huey stared at each other, their baby between them. The silence lasted but so much was said during it. Huey laced his fingers with hers, trying to muster all his love and affection through that one touch. He lovingly looked down at his imaculet and pure son, and then to his wife, who was beaming at him like the perfect angel she was. He had everything he needed and loved right there with him.

"I love you," He told her finally with silent words that he mouthed.

"I love you too," she mouthed at him back.

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YEY! snikker i can so imagine Huey being one of THOSE kinda daddys... rofl'

well. thats it. hope y all liked it!!