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"I don’t want you to," I said, then kissed him. I was being mindful of his IV and monitors as I raised just enough to get my pants and underwear off. Uri being in a hospital gown worked to our advantage. I moved it out of the way, then lowered onto his dick. "Damn it."

Uri's hands went to my waist as I tried to even out my breathing. The feeling of him being inside me was welcome. I rested my head on his shoulder and took a few deep breaths.

"You okay?" He asked, and I nodded. "Let me know when you’re ready." I waited, then slowly began moving my hips in a circle. Uri kissed my neck, then put his mouth to my ear. “I, Uri Strong, vow to love Corinthians DeCorte for the rest of this lifetime and any other. I vow to protect, honor, and love you. I know we won't always have good days, but the good ones will always outnumber the bad. I have a million plans to make sure you smile. I plan to spend the rest of my life making you happy. We will grow old together. Raise our kids together. And when you're scared, we can sleep in the closet together."

"Uri," I moaned as I continued to move. He was taking care of me physically and emotionally. "Baby."

"I'm almost done, you can wait, can't you?" He asked, and I nodded. "Good." He kissed my ear. "I can't promise to be the perfect man, but I will try. I'll die for you, Cori. I've experienced life without you, and I swear I never want to again. Thank you for agreeing to be my wife. Thank you for being you. Thank you for being the mother of my children. Thank you for existing even if in the beginning we suffered. I love you, Corinthians DeCorte."

"That's not my name," I moaned as I felt myself starting to climax. I shook my head, then lifted from his shoulder. "Say my name, Uri."

"Corinthians Strong."

"Wife of Uri 'Four' Strong," I moaned as I orgasmed.

***

"Yeti's funeral is tomorrow," I told Uri as he ate. He was on a liquid-only diet and wasn't happy about it.

"You going?"

"Yes." Yeti's death was unexpected. When the alert went off saying help was needed in Yamari's room, I'd assumed she'd taken a turn for the worse. I was wrong. She wasn't touched. It was Yeti who'd been attacked. By Tank and Lavender. Two people who we now know work for Robert.

"Are you going to be okay?" He lay back and watched me. "I can come with you." I pointed to the tube coming from his side and the IV in his arm. Uri smirked, then shook his head. "I can take all of this out."

"If you do, I won't forgive you," I told him. "You need to rest. You might not be able to feel pain, but your body can’t keep going like you want and not expect some consequence." I moved the table from in front of him and set it against the wall. "I can handle a lot of things, but seeing you like this for longer than I need to isn't one of them."

Uri watched me for a moment before nodding. "Alright," he agreed. "But we need to discuss some things before you go." He patted the empty spot next to him, and I sat. "Robert ain't gonna stop."

"I know."

"You need to be prepared," he continued. "And I'm not talking about physically defending yourself either. Can you hand me my bag?” Earlier today, Nine had stopped by to check on Uri. When he got here, he brought a bag. I assumed it was clothes for when he decided he was over being in the hospital. I got up, grabbed the bag, and brought it back to him. Uri opened it, pulled out a folder, and handed it to me. "This is a quick breakdown of all my businesses, deeds to my properties, and access to all my accounts."

"Uri..." I shook my head and tried to hand it back to him. "I don’t need or want this."

"Everything has your name attached to it," he kept talking like he didn't hear me. "Judah's too. Nine knows what to do if something happens to me."

"You're talking like you're going to the funeral and not me."

"No, I'm showing you that Robert doesn't run shit. He ain't the one in charge. I'm giving you the keys to your future because I know you, Cori. I see the look in your eyes right now. You are planning something, and you think I'm blind to that fact." I looked away, not in shame but because he was right. I was planning something and knew that if he knew, he wouldn't let me walk out of here alone. He cupped my jaw and made me look at him. "We don’t do solo Cori. Tell me what you've done and what you plan to do next."

"I plan to kill the person who shot you," I told him. My eyes searched his, and when he looked away, I realized he knew who pulled the trigger just like I did. "You know who shot you don’t you?"

"I do," he nodded. "My mama."

Four

"You shouldn't be out of bed," Uncle Bradon said. I looked from my window to see him wipe his hand over his mouth. He was worried, more than likely a little stressed too. "If Nadine finds out that I snuck you out of the hospital, she's going to snap."

"You scared of Nadine?” I asked him.

"I ain't scared of Nadine."

"Sounds like it to me," Hood said from the back seat. "Every few minutes her name comes up."

"Mind your business, Hood," Unc replied. He glanced at him through the rear-view mirror. "You're here for a reason, not to talk shit."

"I'm here for two reasons. To make sure this dumb ass doesn’t fuck himself up more and to talk shit." He stopped talking, then laughed. "Make it three. To report back all the crazy shit y'all do. It's a bet going on."