Miracle and I sat next to Persia’s hospital bed as she flipped through the décor magazine I had gotten her from Walgreens. She called both of us last night, claiming that the contractions were getting worse, and that she thought she was going into labor. We both arrived at her house, at the same time, and packed her diaper bag. We also packed a few snacks to keep us satisfied for the long labor and delivery she was about to endure. Ramses and Adonis along with Turk where in LA taking care of business. As soon as Persia called Ramses and told him that she thought she was going into labor, they all went back to the airport so that they could be here with us.
I watched Persia as her face twisted up in agony. She placed one hand on her stomach and closed her eyes as she sat through another painful contraction. She inhaled and exhaled repeatedly as her eyes darted towards the clock.
“He needs to hurry up you guys, I can’t go through this by myself.” She said as she checked her phone to make sure he hadn’t called her.
“He is coming, Persia, don’t worry. We’re here for him right now,” Miracle assured her, but of course Persia wasn’t having it. She wanted the father of her little girl to be in the room with her, comforting her and telling her everything would be ok. Of course she loved our support, but we weren’t the baby’s father so it wasn’t the same. She looked at me and tried to smile.
“Bri, you’re next. Your contractions are going to be so much worse with two boys in you,” she joked.
“I’m just ready for them to get here. I’m ready to be married already, and I’m ready to move into my new house. So much shit is happening in so little time.”
“As soon as we get out of the hospital we’re taking the jet to sunny LA, where our new home will await us. I’m so pumped for your wedding, and even more excited that I’ll be able to fit into a dress without having to worry about a baby bump in the way. Two more days, bestie, just two more days,” Persia said excitedly.
“You aren’t scared, Briana?” Miracle asked.
“No, if anything I’m happy. Adonis is my soulmate.” I answered.
“And what about me? You guys are happy about leaving me behind to go to LA,” Miracle asked with a frown on her face.
“Hell no we aren’t happy about leaving you. But I do know that once you and Turk makeup, you’ll be moving to LA as well. He’s been in LA looking at properties with our realtor, so I’m sure he’s about to make a huge move. Just wait it out, boo. But our houses are big enough for you and Kenneth to come stay with us for as long as you want.” I answered. Of course I was sad about leaving Miracle, because she was my girl. I hated that she and Turk hadn’t gotten their shit together, but only time would tell if that ever happened.
“So have you finished everything for the wedding? Are you having a bachelorette party?” Miracle asked.
“Yes, everything is finalized. I have been on the phone with the wedding planner non-stop for the past two weeks along with the designer for our house. Everything is literally ready for us, we just have to physically move now. The only room that hasn’t been decorated yet is one of the guest bedrooms, but the twin’s nursery is complete and looks so gorgeous.
“It’s kind of like a Hercules theme. I fell in love with it as soon as I laid eyes on it. Now the bachelorette party, I won’t be having. And Adonis won’t be having a bachelor party. I think we’re just ready to get it over with.” I answered as my phone began to ring. I smiled as I watched my baby’s name flash across the screen.
“Was sup, baby. Is Persia ok?” he yelled into the phone.
“Yeah, she’s just worried that you guys won’t make it in time,” I told him.
“Who is that? Is it Ramses? Pass me the phone, Briana,” Persia interrupted.
“We just landed, we’re just waiting on James to come pick us up. This nigga Ramses having anxiety attacks like he’s about to have the baby his damn self.” He laughed. I heard Turk in the background cracking jokes and calling Ramses all kinds of names.
“Briana, hand me the damn phone,” Persia fumed. I looked at her ass like she was crazy and waved her off.
“I guess she’s nervous too, huh?” Adonis asked.
“Yeah, I wonder if we’ll be this way when it’s that time.”
“You will but I won’t. I plan on delivering my boys and getting it over with.” I laughed at his statement and watched Persia as she held her stomach.
“Bri, get the nurse in here,” she shouted. She placed one of her hands over her face. I quickly hung up the phone and walked outside the door to track a nurse down. Luckily for me I didn’t have to go far, because there was a nurse coming right down the hallway. I raised my arms, she saw me, and came running my way.
“How may I help you, sweetheart?”
“My friend said she needs a nurse. She thinks she’s about to have the baby,” I said.
The nurse walked in and began putting her gloves on. She walked towards Persia and smiled as she typed something in on the computer. “Well, sweetheart, when you arrived at the hospital the nurse put in her notes that you were 5 centimeters dilated. We can check now and see where you are, if you’re at 10 centimeters we can go ahead and deliver the baby.”
“FUCK NO, my husband has to be here. I can hold out until he comes, just give me a fucking epidural,” Persia yelled. The nurse was unfazed by her behavior, because she was probably used to it by now. She placed a pair of sterile gloves on top of the gloves that were already on her hands, and sat in the chair at the bottom of the hospital bed.
“Ok, sweetheart, open your legs for me,” she said. Persia did as she was told, and held on to my hand along with Miracle’s as the nurse checked her for a few minutes. “Ok, sweetheart, you are exactly 8 centimeters dilated. You don’t have that long to go at all. I’ll call in your main nurse, so that she can get your epidural started. It will take about fifteen minutes to kick in, but once it does you’ll be fine. Is there anything else I can do to help you right now,” she asked as she removed her gloves.
Persia shook her head as the nurse stood up. She then congratulated her on the new baby and left the room. As she left Grams and Clara came in along with Ramses. I guess Adonis and Turk were outside in the waiting area, which was were Miracle and I were about to head, so that Ramses and Persia could have their special moment together. Neither of them wanted anyone in the delivery room with them, because they wanted it to be between them. They were secretive like that. It wasn’t a bad idea, and I planned on doing the same thing when I had my boys. Clara held the door open for me and Miracle as we walked out.
“Did you see the way her face lit up when Ramses came in there? Hopefully the next time we go in there our niece is here,” Miracle said as she scrolled through her phone.
“What are you going to do when you see Turk? I know your ass is nervous.”
“Girl, I’m just going to stay to myself. I’m still not over that whole Christmas thing. It was un-called for, he doesn’t have to deal with Donald’s parents calling 24/7, crying asking me if I can help find their son. I helped them once and felt so bad looking through wooded areas when I already know that he’s dead, and who his killer is. I knew Turk killed people, but to do it in front of me when he knew my son was upstairs was foul. So like I said, I’m going to stay to myself, and sit in a waiting chair far away from his ass. I don’t have time for the shenanigans today.”
I laughed at her as we approached Adonis, who appeared to be on the phone with someone else. Once he saw me, he immediately ended the call and placed his phone in his pocket. “How are you, beautiful? You ready to have my twins yet?” he smiled as he kissed my forehead.
“More than ready, my back is killing me, Make sure you give me my massage when we go home.”
“If you want to go home, we’ll have to go to the house in LA. A couple signed a contract on our old home a few hours ago. They’re moving in next week. Everything that was left in our old house has been shipped. We don’t need to be there anymore. I was going to give you the option of staying
in the Hilton Downtown, or flying out tonight, which would be convenient. We need to be in LA anyway because of the wedding.”
The more I thought about the large wedding we had planned, the more I thought about how much of a bad idea it was. I didn’t want to invite millions of people to watch us say our vowels. I wanted it to be private, in a backyard, with close friends and family. It didn’t need to be extravagant, and I didn’t want it to be. There would be times where I wanted to call the wedding ceremony off, because the wedding planner wanted to do so much that meant so little. Close friends, family, and good food along with my husband was all I needed. I frowned and looked away as I watched Turk eyeing Miracle from across the room. I felt Adonis’ hand grab my chin. He gently twisted my face towards him and looked at me sternly.
“You don’t want the big wedding? Speak up,” he demanded.
“I just want a small ceremony with close friends and family. We don’t need a lot of decorations, we don’t need millions of people to be there. Just the people that matter. I don’t need an extravagant dress, you don’t need the most expensive tuxedo. Baby, it’s just not that serious to me,” I confessed.
“Then why didn’t you tell me that when I told you we had a wedding planner? And why did you wait this long to tell me what you’re feeling, ma?”
“I honestly thought you wanted the big wedding, Adonis.”
“Baby, I got the wedding planner for you not me, I thought you wanted a big wedding because mostly all women do. I’ll make a call to Jill now, so that she can change everything. You want a small ceremony in our backyard, we can have it, just say the word,” he stated. I smiled because daddy always gave me everything I wanted to ensure that I was happy.
“I would prefer the smaller wedding,” I said as I kissed his cheek. He quickly pulled out his phone, got up, and walked towards the window, so that he could make a change of plans.
“I agree with the smaller wedding. I mean, everyone knows you guys could have the wedding of the century if you wanted to, but you don’t want to. Inviting people who are envious or just don’t care is dumb. When you can have people who actually love you be there to support you. I can tell from the pictures you showed me that the new house is extravagant enough. And the backyard with the ocean and waterfall could add a nice touch. It’s still going to be beautiful, and I can’t wait to go,” Miracle said as she hugged me. I smiled at her and hugged her tight before Grams and Clara walked over.
“It’s time guys, the baby is on the way. She rushed us out of the room.” Grams said. They laughed as they sat down next to us.
We sat in the waiting room for the next two hours until a nurse approached us. “The baby is here, you guys can go in, but only for a short amount of time, because Persia is pretty tired.” She said as she guided us back to the room. As soon as we walked in we saw Persia holding the baby up to her chest as Ramses hovered over her with the biggest smile plastered on his face.
“Come see her, you guys,” she said excitedly as she removed some of the blanket out of her face.
“Ohhhh my great-grandbaby is so precious. Look at all that damn hair,” Grams exclaimed as she extended her arms. Persia placed her in her arms and smiled as everyone surrounded the baby.
“What’s her name?” Clara asked.
“Raelyn,” Ramses announced proudly as he watched his baby girl closely. For the next hour or so Raelyn got passed around the room. She looked exactly like Persia and Ramses. She was just absolutely beautiful.
“Nigga, you got your guns, fam? You gon’ need them because she beautiful, bro,” Turk spoke as he held her. It was cute seeing Turk holding a baby. I looked over to Miracle, she had a smile on her face as she watched the two of them interact.
“Do I? Nigga, I got enough guns and ammo for anybody that even thinks about touching my daughter. Mothafuckas thought I was crazy, just wait.”
“Nigga, I’m having twin boys, you already know they gon’ protect her,” Adonis stated seriously. He patted Ramses on the back and took the baby from Turk. He then smiled and kissed his niece on the forehead before he brought Raelyn back to Persia.
“Sis-in-law, you look tired. All of us about to get going. We’ll let you and Ramses bond with your first born. The next time I’ll see y’all will be in LA for the wedding. I love the both of you, and call me if you need anything,” Adonis said as he placed my jacket on me. Everyone else stood to their feet and hugged Ramses and Persia until it was my turn.
“I love you so much, and I’m so happy for you. If you can’t make the wedding just let me know, and I'll postpone it. You and my niece’s health mean everything to me.”
“Girl, our asses will be there front and center, ok. We are fine. I should be getting discharged tomorrow. Just relax. You didn’t make me a bridesmaid for no reason.” She smiled. I nodded my head and kissed her forehead before I hugged Ramses. I stole one more glance at my beautiful niece before I met Adonis at the door. He wrapped his arm around my waist as he guided me out of the room.
ADONIS
I watched Briana sleep as I rubbed her back. I stared at the different artwork on the walls that complemented our new home. As soon as we left the hospital, we boarded our jet and flew to LA. To be honest, I was getting sick of Chicago and wanted out of the city bad. I figured LA was a new start to finally being all the way legal with my businesses. The club was the only attachment I had to Chicago, but Turk promised that he could run it while I was away, so I was good. I didn’t want to run the streets while I had twins at home with a wife. Nah, my plan was to be with them teaching them a different way of life than the way I was raised. That’s why I thought dropping out of the game was the best thing to do. It was safe and I didn’t have to worry about shit effecting my family. Now just because I left that didn’t mean mothafuckas forgot who I was. Trust and believe I still ran the streets whether I was the boss or not, and I didn’t have a problem with putting a motherfucka in their place every now and then.
I stared at Briana’s dark, radiant skin and brought her chin up so that our lips could touch. A slight moan escaped which caused me to laugh. “Wake up,” I said as I brushed her hair out of her face. She proceeded to get closer as she intertwined her leg with mine while she rested her head on my shoulder.
You know you are in love when the all the stars above spell your names on high, You know you’re in love with her when she ignites a certain spark…your love defines me…My life is no longer dark,” I spoke as I watched the rain fall outside.
“Did you write that, baby?” she said as she lifted her head. Tears fell as she smiled at me.
“Nah, it was something Mula used to say to Grams back when they were really in love. I used to listen to it and twist my face up in confusion, because at that age I didn’t understand what love meant. Now that I do, I recite that poem in my head all the time when I look at you, ma,” I said as I watched her rise. “God you’re beautiful, Briana,” I continued as I admired her.
She looked away shyly and sat up. Moments later she sat up and got on top of me. Her long, natural hair cascaded down her back, and I watched her as she extended her hand to turn on the iHome radio. Jill Scott’s He Loves Me blasted through the surround sound speakers as she stared at me with a look of lust in her eyes.
You love me especially different every time. You keep me on my feet happily excited by your cologne, your hands, your smile, your intelligence. You woo me, you court me, you tease me, you please me…
She slowly took off her gown as she stared at me deeply. My hands traveled up her soft thighs and up her stomach. My hands soon found their way to her breasts. Her head flew back in pleasure as she slowly grinded on my dick. “Yes, daddy,” she softly moaned as the music played loudly in our large bedroom. She brought her hands up to meet mine as she smiled. She placed one of my fingers in her mouth as she continued to do tricks to my mind. My dick was rock hard by now, and I needed to enter her before I exploded. Reading my mind, she lifted herself and released my dick from my briefs.
Briana crouched in between my legs and held my dick in her small hand as she continued to stare at me.
You school me, give me some things to think about, Ignite me, you invite me, you co-write me, you love me, you like me…
She smiled before she took all of me into her mouth inch by inch. Her hands massaged my dick as her throat muscles worked my dick to perfection. She stuck her tongue out and sucked on the head for a while before she went down and gave the rest of my dick attention. “Fuck, baby,” I boomed as I watched my wife suck my dick like she was getting a check for it. She suddenly sat up with my dick still in her hand and began lowering herself on my dick slowly. Both of us let out a moan of pleasure as we made eye contact for the hundredth time.
“Do you love me, Adonis?” she moaned as she began rocking back and forth on my dick. Her walls latched on to my dick sending me to a place that a nigga ain’t never been before. I couldn’t answer her. I tried but ain’t shit come out. All I could do was watch as she made different love faces and rocked back and forth on my dick.
You woo me, you court me, you tease me, you please me.
“Yes, daddy, you hear those lyrics,” She moaned as she bent down to plant a kiss on my lips. I honestly couldn’t pay attention to the song as I watched my beautiful goddess. Her breasts moved up and down, she bit the bottom of her lip as she placed both of her hand on my chest.
You're different and special, You're different and special in every way imaginable, You love me from my hair follicles to my toe nails. You got me feeling like the breeze, easy and free and lovely and new, Oh when you touch me I just can't control it, When you touch me, I just can't hold it, The emotion inside of me, I can feel it…
“Baby, I’m coming. Oh God, I’m coming,” she screamed as she picked up the pace. I held onto her breasts as the sounds of her breathing along with mine increased. As soon as she let off, I sat up and flipped her over on to the bed.
“Daddy’s turn,” I said as I changed the song to Future’s Rich Sex. She laughed at me and shook her head happily opening her legs. I began kissing her down her stomach and didn’t stop until my tongue made contact with her swollen pearl. I licked and tugged on her succulent lips. I then opened her up a little wider and stuck my tongue into her pretty brown love box.
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