Page 131 of Ony If It's You
“Opposed to what?” Lani asked over her shoulder.
“Giving Legend a playmate,” I answered, pulling her back into my front and kissing her neck. “We made a cute ass kid.”
“We did and you better enjoy him because he was it.”
She was serious too, at least for another three years. She got that dumb ass birth control shit after she had him because she knew a nigga like me was going to be in the lab trying to make another mini me.
“Girl did you see that Brooke got a divorce?” Celeste dramatic ass asked.
“Who the fuck is Brooke?” I frowned.
“That hatin’ hoe they was there for when we met them in Vegas cuz.” Dominique answered.
“Oh, yuk mouth.” I said and we all laughed. Bitch teeth was doing fucking line dances and she had the nerve to be trying to pop shit.
Stupid bitch.
After we got the kids’ pictures and shit out of the way, we all headed outside where Pres and Dominique were already waiting. The girls took the kids to play while we stood off to the side to watch.
“You did good, nephew, I’m proud of you,” Pres said.
His eyes were locked on my mother. He was looking at her the same way that I looked at Kehlani. They were doing their thing, I guess trying to make shit work and I was cool with it. They were rocking long before I was even a thought and she seemed happy. He was treating her the way that she deserved to be treated.
As far as me and her went, we just moved the same. I had been around her my entire life and she had always been like a mother figure to me before I found out she was my actual mother, so it was hard to turn that off.
“Facts. This crib dope as shit too,” Dominique added. “I need to step my shit up.”
Kehlani, the kids, and I had moved into our new house about six months ago. I had this shit built from the ground up and fully furnished for my family before we moved in. I wanted so badly to have everything together before Legend got here, but I didn’t quite make that timeline.
“I appreciate that.” I nodded as I looked around.
“So what now? You gon’ give Lani an official wedding?” Dominique asked me.
“Shit, I want to, I damn near been begging to, but she ain’t with it. She said that she didn’t want to taint our memory. The way we met, the way that shit happened with us was unorthodox like a mothafucka, but it was the best decision that each of us made. She’s right too. Marrying her was literally the only thing that I for sure knew that I did right.”
“This soft ass nigga,” my cousin joked and pushed my shoulder.
“Fuck you, nigga,” I playfully spat. “I’m soft as fuck for my girl, no lie.”
“I feel it, I feel it.”
He agreed because his ass was pillow soft for Celeste too. She wasn’t hearing that baby talk his ass was on, but they had moved in together and shit though.
“I upgraded her ring though and hell she barely let me do that.”
I fucked with that about my girl though. She loved simplicity. I definitely spoiled the shit out of her and went all out and shit, but I loved the fact that if I didn’t, nothing about her would change.
“I peeped, that shit nice as a mothafucka.” Nique added. “Ay, you see that ol’ boy got beat last night again?”
“Who?”
“The Levi nigga.”
“Oh, yeah.” I smirked. “I saw it.”
He had been real quiet since our impromptu fight. He had a fat ass mouth until I made that phrase literal. I busted all his shit up in front of everybody. The nigga talked too much for me and instead of mouth battling with him him I let my hands do the talking.
“Baby, here. He hates the animals.” My fine ass wife pouted as she handed me our son.
