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I laughed, thinking about how wild her ass was. Sex with Trinity was off the motha fuckin’ chain, man. She let a nigga explore with her pussy. She didn’t hold back from shit. I swear, we could be somewhere, five-star dining, and she’ll let me hit it in the bathroom. Trinity was a big ass freak, but then she turned it off and went into that innocent, sweet role with our daughter.
“Things like what?” I asked, grabbing her in my arms because she tried to walk away from me.
“I’ll tell you later,” she said and pointed at Tegan like she could understand what we were talking about.
“She can’t understand you,” I told her, and she laughed.
“Baby, I’ll tell you later. I’m happy for you, though. You actually did what you set out to do, and you didn’t just talk about it. You made it happen,” she told me.
I thanked her for that because it meant a lot when your shorty let you know that she was happy for you. We lingered around the space for a while and did another walkthrough of the spot. By the time we made it to the third floor, Tegan was in my arms sleeping. I backed up against the wall with her, pulling Trinity into me.
“You happy?” I asked.
She smiled big at my question and then kissed me on my lips.
“Yes, baby, so happy. I love you,” she cooed.
“I love you too. C’mon. Let’s go home, so we can make another baby,” I let her know, and she laughed.
“Bullshit!” she hollered, just like I knew she would.
Twinkle Brooks
“Ohhh, my God. She’s so perfect. Normani, she is perfect,” I cooed as I stood not too far from a perfect Prosper as she was doing her five-month-old baby pictures.
This little girl was literally a black baby doll. I was in Miami for a couple of days. Dream had a four-day break from school, so I figured that I would come home to visit my mom. Plus, we took that drive yesterday, so we could visit Loyal. Dream was surprisingly loving Cali. I thought she would be ready to go home to Miami, which had been her stomping grounds for the last six years.
She loved it because our lifestyle in Cali was much different than how it was in Miami. Dream’s little ass was famous in Cali because of Truth. She attended a great school, she met a lot of new friends, and Truth’s season was starting back up. One of her favorite things was attending basketball games. Things between Truth and I were perfect. He kept the penthouse, but he did purchase a home for us, which was more family-friendly. I swear that home had everything, to the point that it was a struggle to leave it.
The countdown was on for our Winter Wonderland themed wedding that was taking place this December. I made seven months pregnant today, and I couldn’t wait
to meet my baby boy. I was pushing for a girl, but with pregnancy, you always get the opposite of what you wish for. Look at Normani, who begged for a son, but got this gorgeous daughter instead.
I won’t even lie, Normani’s labor scared a bitch shitless. I knew women were powerful, and we could do things that a man couldn’t, but I wasn’t pushing no baby out of me like Normani did without some drugs. It was beautiful, and I get how a woman would want to take on that pain for her child, but you could count me out. Epidural me, please!
“She isssss. Hi Mommy. Hi Mommy,” Normani cooed to Prosper, making her chunky butt laugh, showing off the deep dimples in her cheeks.
She had the same gray colored eyes as her mother, but everything else was Billionaire. This little girl came out looking like the exact replica of her father. This photoshoot had been going on for almost an hour because there had been three outfit changes. Prosper was in her last outfit for the day, which was a beautiful white gown. She was getting christened in two weeks, so Normani was having pictures taken for that along with pictures just to show her growth.
The house was packed today, with Dream, Khari, and Lil Bill running around. Billion’s parents were there, and our grandmother too because everyone wanted to be in attendance to see Little Miss Prosper have yet another photoshoot.
Askiya was there taking the pictures, and I promise you this woman had a gift because she snapped the perfect moments. She did Normani’s maternity pictures with Billionaire, and they were so beautiful that it looked fake. Their beautiful, black skin on those pictures was breathtaking. I couldn’t wait until next month when she flew out to Cali to do mine and Truth’s. Askiya was really cool. She and Normani had grown close in my absence.
I was still kicking it heavy with Mia, who I wish could hang with Normani and me because I would love for the three of us to kick it, but I knew that neither woman would do it.
“Okay. All done with your pretty self,” Askiya cooed as she walked over and picked Prosper up. She was trying to reach for the string to the camera that Askiya was holding around her neck.
While they played with the baby, my phone rang. I grabbed it out of my back pocket, and I smiled when I saw that it was a Facetime call from Truth. I walked out of the patio door, so I could talk to him in private since a lot was going on inside.
“Hey, baby,” I cooed.
His handsome face popped on the screen, and I could see that he was holding up a little tiny suit in his hands that was fit for a baby.
“Ima get this for little man. It’s six months. You think he’s going to fit this by the time our wedding comes? This shit is nice. It’s Armani too. What you think?” he asked, showing me the nice, white, three-piece suit.
“Baby, I don’t know. We don’t know if he’s going to be a chunky baby or small. Wait until he gets here,” I told him.
“Ima still get it. Just in case. What time you meeting me back at the hotel? I miss you,” he told me.
