Page 181 of Anything Necessary for Her
“Mmm, whatever.” I simpered as he bent down to kiss my lips. Of course, Keziah wanted another one from him as well, to which he’d given her.
“You look beautiful, Peep.” His big hand went to my belly.
“Can I get a Chinese brother?” Keziah questioned, sending us into a fit of laughter after a shocked silence hung in the air.
“No, baby girl. We’re black, so the baby will be black,” I told her through snickers as Low watched her face for a reaction, grinning.
“You neber know.” She shrugged, saying her V’s more like B’s.
“Okay,” I said as Low chuckled.
As I gathered my purse, he started toward the door with her singing along to her favorite nursery rhyme.
As I checked to be sure I had the hotel keycard in my small Dior bag, I half smiled at the sight and sound of my baby and husband.
Anastazia was right that seeing your man in daddy mode, especially when he was as rough and callous as my brother and Low, was sexy. If I wasn’t pregnant already, we’d be making a baby tonight after the festivities.
“Let’s go see Grandpa and Grandma get married!” Keziah shot her tiny arms into the air as Low held the door open for me.
I’d explained that it was a vow renewal and that my parents had been married before I was even born, but she wasn’t grasping the concept yet.
It would be nice to see them get married since none of us—including my brothers who were alive during their first marriage—had seen them actually get married.
My mother told me their first union hadn’t been much, just a simple ceremony in Las Vegas that they’d only done to help Shakur secure medical insurance. I asked if she liked my daddy by then, to which she said yes, and then when I asked if she’d consummated the marriage then, she deflected, so I knew the answer.
As we stepped out of the hotel and onto the beautiful beach with white sands, palm trees, hammocks hanging between some of them, I spotted my family crowding the area set up for my parents to get hitched in front of their kids and grandkids.
There were so many kids out here that it was crazy. People would always be floored that we could all identify each child and who was whose, since a lot of my maternal brothers’ kids looked very similar. They hated to be mistaken for brothers when in fact they were cousins.
Unique had the least kids, but Kabrina was pregnant with their son, who they’d planned to name Kian, so they’d be at four very soon.
Kabrina was the only wife who wasn’t done having children, but she claimed this one in her belly was it. Scotland was done once she gave birth to her fifth son Loyal. She’d only gotten pregnant in effort to have a girl, but upon finding out the last baby was a boy, she officially closed up shop since Lequay refused topayto make sure they had a girl, wanting to keep trying the way they had been.
“I have to sit.” Kabrina expelled a breath as she took a seat, her cute belly on display as Unique helped her before kissing her lips.
“You need anything?” he asked, and she shook her head with a half-smile.
“My thoughts exactly.” I sat beside her as she giggled tiredly, taking in the surroundings and how relaxing this place was.
The staff of the hotel was being very attentive, moving around offering drinks, small snacks, fans, and other things to keep cool in this beautiful but bright, hot heat as the deejay played music.
“You can play after the ceremony, Asante,” Anastazia told her son.
“That’s what I told him, Mom.” Sophie shook her head at her baby brother with a roll of her eyes, holding her baby sister Sisi. She was so grown up now, even though she was still in elementary school.
I felt for her having four little brothers, but Asif kept them in line for the most part. Amir, Amare, Asante, and Asan could be bad, but all one had to do was call on Asif, and they would straighten up like soldiers. Same time, they were obsessed with him and I loved seeing him teach them things my father had taught him.
Asif and Anastazia’s last child, my niece Sisi short for Sianti—an ode to my dad, rhyming with his name—was one and half and the last one for that couple. Sophie wasn’t too happy about another girl showing up at first but now she loved having a baby sister.
We called Asan, the baby boy who was only a month older than Keziah, ‘million-dollar baby’ since he wasclearlythe result of his mama getting slutted out for five million dollars.
“This is why I needed a daughter too.” Scotland shook her head, fixing the tie on her second to youngest, True, who had already gotten chocolate on his white dress shirt.
“Told you we can try.” Lequay smirked down at her, and she simply rolled her eyes jokingly in response. He leaned down to kiss her gently.
“Sophie is the boss when me and ya mama ain’t around,” Asif told his sons, who groaned but nodded to comply as he huggedStazi from behind, making her blush just like she always did when he came around.
“Exactly, Daddy!” Sophie folded her arms and bobbed her head as Asif leaned over and down some to kiss her temple.
