On the 12th day of Christmas My Baby Daddy Gave to Me: 7 Borrowed PS5s

OMARI

I ain't shit. But I got a plan.

Twelve days ‘til Christmas, seven borrowed PS5s, and one baby mama I’m still in love with.

Tamika got every reason to slam the door in my face, but I know her. She still feel me. Still think about how I used to hit it so good she forgot she was mad.

This time, I’m showin up with more than pump and drama. I want my family back. I want her back.

Even if I gotta fight off her cousin, dodge side chicks, and wrap stolen gifts like Santa with a felony.

I’m tryna fix the mess I made.

One console at a time.

TAMIKA

He rolled up talkin about “Merry Christmas” with a bow on a PS5 like that erases three months of silence.

Please.

Omari might be fine, but he’s been nothing but a walkin headache with good pump and bad timing.

But when he shows up holdin our daughter like she’s gold and tellin me he still sees me?

I hate that I believe him.

I hate that my thighs don’t know how to act.

And I really hate that I still love him.

Twelve days. One borrowed man. Zero chill.

And I already know I’m gonna let him back in.

The question is… can he stay?

🔥 A filthy, funny, fried-chicken-flavored holiday romance straight outta the hood

💍 High heat, high drama, and a HEA that slaps harder than your auntie's potato salad

🎄 Come for the PS5s, stay for the baby mama revenge sex