“K… where Prowmise?”
Me and Capp laughed because him and Promise were thick as thieves. “In bed where you need to be.”
“I stay at your house, Pop-Pop? Please.” he begged.
Aimee and Capella did what needed to be done with Rory the moment they found out he was autistic. They went through some shit, but their main priority was always their son.
“I’ll come get you out of bed when I get home.”
“With Quack-Quack?”
Cappadonna laughed. “Quack-Quack better be in my bed… tell mommy I’m gonna come get you.”
“Prowmise?”
“Put that on Promise, boy boy… put mommy on the phone.”
Aimee got back on the phone. “Hey.”
“Aye, Aim?”
“Hmm,”
“Fuck ya… I hear you coaching him.”
Aimee busted out laughing. “It’s hard getting him up in the morning without his father here… I have some work to do, so I’ll be up when you get back. Love you, Pops… get home safe.”
“Love you more, Aim.” He shook his head, as he ended the call and he continued to the Brooklyn bridge. “Between her and Capella, asses always scamming me.”
“You love that shit though, Capp.”
“My family… I’d do anything for them. Rory ain’t bout to sleep in his room though, he gonna wanna get in bed with his Quack-Quack… I’m trying to see what Quack-Quack about.”
I shoved him. “Nigga…. Keep that shit to yourself.”
“This that grown folks… married shit.”
“Trying to know what that feel like.”
Capp looked at me. “I mean, you said you done made a baby with her.”
“Tried… don’t think she pregnant though. She would have said something… plus she said it’s hard for her to get pregnant.”
“Yeah, ight… what color should I wear to the baby shower… need me to plan the shit? My wife and sis got an event planning business… I’m CEO.”
“Feel like we doing shit backwards.”
We both became quiet as he continued to head into the city.
“You love her?” He finally broke our silence.
“Capp, you don’t even know the half.”
He nodded. “Do things your way. If everyone did things the same, life would be fucking boring. If you know that at the end of this you gonna marry her, then who the fuck cares about the order you took to get there.”
I nodded my head and remained silent.
“You marrying her, right? We marry over this way… give ’em the ring, last name and accounts.”
