"Kill me." Shemar gets off the bed, pointing and looking at her, confused. "Kaimana Shiloh Iwalani, explain to me why the hell you want to kill me."
"I don't want to. But I have to. I promise I'll make it as quick and painless as possible." She reached for his hand.
Shemar steps back and shakes his head. "What is this, some kind of praying mantis and black widow s**t?"
She's laughing and rubbing her stomach.
"Nani, I don't find a damn thing funny about my wife wanting to kill me. What is this about me being immortal? I'm not immortal." He's shaking his head. "Painless my ass."
"My love, sit down." She reaches for his hand again.
"Sit down, my ass." He walks across the room. "Don't pull any magic crap on me. I'm fine right here. Nani, I love the hell out of you. But I'm not go
