“I don’t do unannounced visits my love. I’ve made this clear to you before,” Milan stated when she let him in.
“I did announce my visit,” Corey said as he stared at her body lustfully.
“No, not when you’re almost here,” Milan admonished while walking to her bedroom with him following behind her.
“Damn,” Corey said as he walked up on her. He grabbed a handful of her ass, but Milan slapped his hand away.
“No touching. You claim to want me so bad but you can’t even follow simple instructions,” Milan said as she sat on her bed and crossed her legs.
“I told you that I got shit under control. My lil niggas gon’ handle that,” Corey assured her.
“I hope they don’t handle it the same way your cousins handled it. It was three against one and Nas should have been dead. How the fuck did he walk away with a single gunshot wound?” Milan questioned angrily.
“Nah, these lil niggas are some straight savages. They gon’ handle it,” Corey assured her.
“Remember the reward you’ll receive for a job well done,” Milan said as she opened her legs to give him a better view.
Corey was a dummy and that wasn’t hard to see. He was older than Milan, but she got him to do whatever she wanted him to. Besides Stori, Corey was used to fucking with hood rats. Milan was a bad bitch and in a higher class than all the others. Getting a piece of her was equivalent to getting a little piece of heaven on earth.
“That shit better be bomb as fuck too,” Corey said as he licked his lips.
“Trust me, it is,” Milan replied as she grabbed his hand. She inserted one of his fingers inside of her and squeezed her vaginal muscles around it.
“Fuck,” Corey hissed as he removed his finger and stuck it in his mouth.
“It’s all yours, any and every way you want it,” Milan replied seductively.
“You better stop teasing me,” Corey warned as he salivated at her freshy waxed middle.
Corey had never done so much to get pussy before, but Milan had him intrigued. She was like the one who got away and he had been trying to get with her for a while. Even though she received pleasure from it, he was shocked when she let him go down on her. Milan only fucked with a certain type of nigga and Corey felt like it was a privilege. Truthfully, he was skeptical to do what she was asking of him but she was making it hard to say no. Corey was about to take a huge risk and he was hoping that Milan was worth it.
“Calm down baby. What’s the difference if he kept you this week or the next?” Nas asked as he helped Stori change into a hospital gown.
A simple visit to her doctor turned into her being admitted to have the babies. Stori was right at thirty-five weeks and her doctor didn’t want her to go any further. He was telling them about all of the complications that could arise if a twin pregnancy went too long. Stori was in great health and the babies were in a good position to be delivered vaginally. Both babies were over five pounds and the doctor wanted to induce.
“I know Naseem but we’re not prepared,” Stori cried.
“What else do we need to do Stori? Their room is done and so is the rest of the house. They have everything that they need and more,” Nas said as he wiped her eyes.
“That’s not what I meant. We were just supposed to be coming for a visit. I don’t even have our bags and Toi is at school,” Stori sobbed.
Stori was an emotional mess since she’d been pregnant. It didn’t bother Nas though because he knew how to deal with her. She was always worried about other people and not enough about herself. Nas had everything under control and he needed her to relax.
“Relax baby. Remo and Kalani are getting Toi out of school early and she’s coming up here with them. Your mama is getting our bags and the car seats from the house. I already handled everything, so you don’t have nothing to worry about,” Nas said.
“Tell them to make sure that Toi eats something too. I don’t know how long we’ll be here,” Stori replied.
“Kalani knows what to do baby. Just relax,” Nas said.
“I’m trying to relax Naseem but I’m nervous. I just thought I had a little more time. I wasn’t mentally prepared for this today,” Stori noted.
“I’m happy that you’re having them today. You’re miserable and you can barely sleep at night. Your back is always hurting and your stomach is huge. It’s time for them lil niggas to come up out of there,” Nas said, right as he received a text message.
“Getting rid of this big ass belly is the best part of it all,” Stori sighed.
“Jarvis and Latrice are on their way up here. That nigga is happy as fuck.” Nas smiled as he typed his reply.
“Why?” Stori asked as she looked at him.
“Today is his birthday,” Nas answered.
“I thought his birthday was last week,” Stori said.
“No, we gave him his gift and celebrated last week. Him and Latrice were supposed to be driving to Florida today. That’s why we did it early,” Nas replied.
She forgot all about it being Jarvis’ birthday because Nas and Remo gave him his gift a week early. They had a seafood boil at Remo and Kalani’s house and there was a cake there too. Since they celebrated early, Stori forgot about the actual day.
“I really feel bad now. Jarvis can’t even celebrate his birthday because Dr. Jekyll wants to deliver the babies today,” Stori said as she rolled her eyes.
“That nigga is happy. He don’t care about none of that. All he wanted was another car and me and Remo made that happen last week,” Nas replied.
Nas and Remo got him a sports car and he was like a kid in a candy store when they took him outside to see it. Jarvis had a sports car before their parents died but he had to give it up to get something bigger. He was always talking about getting another one and his brothers made his dream a reality.
“Y’all talk all that shit but you and Remo are crazy about Jarvis,” Stori laughed.
“That nigga is disgusting as fuck but we love his ass. He was young but he handled business with us. We always had the best of everything and he made sure of it. Me and Remo didn’t even have to know nothing about the money that our parents left, but he looked out and made sure that we got our share. I appreciate him more than anything,” Nas said, as Stori smiled at his sentimental moment.
“I need to call my grandma,” Stori said.
“I already called her. I told you that I handled everything. Your man got you, baby,” Nas assured her with a kiss on the lips.
About an hour later, everybody had arrived and the doctor induced Stori’s labor. It was only eleven that morning and they didn’t know what time the babies would make their grand entrance. Their family and friends took turns coming in and out of the room, but Toi refused to leave Stori’s side. When Stori’s labor pains started, Toi cried right along with her. The pain was like nothing that Stori had ever felt but it was worth it when her identical twin babies entered the world about five hours later. Stori had heard horror stories about cesareans and she was happy that she didn’t have to get cut. Jarvis was ecstatic that his first and only two nephews were born on his birthday. In his eyes, that was the best gift ever. Remo was almost in tears as if Kalani was the one who had given birth.
“These lil niggas look just like us.” Remo smiled as he sat in the chair in Stori’s hospital room and held one of the babies.
“They damn sure do. Make it easy on yourself Stori. Find something to differentiate them from one another,” Jarvis said as he held the other twin.
“She’s their mother. She’ll be able to tell them apart if nobody else can. Everybody had a problem telling Nas and Remo apart but Summer always knew,” their grandmother pointed out.
“She sure did. I don’t know how she did it but she could always tell them apart,” Jarvis replied.
“A mother knows,” their grandmother shrugged.
“At least she didn’t have to pull our pants down to do it,” Nas smirked as he looked at Jarvis.
“S
ay what you want nigga. I had to do what I had to do,” Jarvis laughed, right as the nurse walked into the room with another woman.
“Sorry to interrupt. We just need your signature for their birth certificate Mr. Donaldson.” The nurse smiled as she walked over to Remo.
“Nah, that’s me,” Nas replied.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” she replied as she walked over to him instead.
“I could have signed for you, bro. They got my DNA floating around in them too,” Remo laughed.
“Boy please,” Stori hissed.
“Think it’s a game if you want to. I bet if they give me a paternity test on your kids, it’ll come back that I’m the father too. Me and Nas have identical DNA,” Remo pointed out.
“Is that true?” Stori asked the nurse.
“Yes ma’am, it is. You would have to do a more extensive test to determine paternity because a normal DNA test wouldn’t work,” the nurse replied with a smile.
“Stop trying to play me, Stori. I paid attention to some things in school,” Remo laughed.
“Damn, so that would be true for my kids too,” Kalani spoke up.
“What kids? I think your sneaky ass be popping pills behind my back. You should have been pregnant by now. You better not let me find out,” Remo said with a frown.
“I dare you to start acting stupid in here,” Kalani said as she threatened him with her eyes.
“Get him Kalani,” their grandmother laughed.
Nas signed the papers for his sons and sat around talking to their family for a while. Toi ended up going home with their grandmother, although Lady wanted her to come to her house. It was sad that Toi didn’t really know her and didn’t really feel comfortable being around her. She was fine as long as her friends or Stori were there, but she didn’t like to go alone. Lady tried to get Stori to intervene but she refused.
“Your mama looked like her lil feelings were hurt when Toi left with your grandmother,” Nas said once he and Stori were in the room alone.
“That’s all on her. That’s what being selfish gets you. I’m not making my baby go with her if she doesn’t want to. I don’t know what she expected to happened when she left her eight years ago. Toi doesn’t know her like that,” Stori replied.
“I can’t see it baby. The only way I’m leaving mine is if I’m dead and gone,” Nas swore.
“Don’t say that Naseem.” Stori frowned.
“I’m just saying baby. I couldn’t see me leaving my boys behind for nothing less than death.” Nas shrugged.
“I feel the same way but Lady only cares about herself. I appreciate her for taking care of us but being a mother is more than just financial support. I’ve been having Toi since she came home from the hospital. I was a damn baby myself. My mama didn’t give a fuck though. She packed her shit and left like it was the easiest decision in the world. It’s sad when bad habits are the only thing you can say your mother ever taught you,” Stori said while shaking her head.
“She taught you how to shoot and make money. That’s some gangsta shit right there,” Nas laughed.
“That’s some bullshit is what it is. I’m happy that Toi wasn’t exposed to all that mess. I was sixteen years old making edibles like that shit was normal,” Stori argued.
The only reason why she’d stopped was because she got pregnant. Nas wanted her to teach him and Remo how to do it but she never got around to it. They still had Eno pushing product in the club and they were seeing a nice bit of profit from that too. They were even looking into buying more rental property but they weren’t sure where yet.
“It’s all good baby. We both got skills to ensure that we’ll never be broke,” Nas said.
“Yep, we’re a team.” Stori smiled.
“And that’s exactly why we need to make this shit official,” Nas said as he pulled a blue velvet box from his pocket. He opened the box and Stori gasped when she saw the ring.
“Aww, baby, I love it,” Stori said as he slipped the ring on her finger.
“Just tell me when.” Nas smiled as he kissed her.
“Give me about six months. Since I didn’t get cut, I should be able to exercise after two weeks. I got to get my body back right,” Stori replied.
“Nah, I’m not waiting that long Stori. You didn’t even really gain that much weight,” Nas noted.
“Stop lying Naseem. My ass is huge.” Stori frowned.
“The fuck! I know you ain’t trying to get rid of that!” he yelled.
“No baby but I need to tone up,” Stori said as she laughed at his facial expression.
“I hear you but I’m still not waiting that long,” Nas replied.
“You can’t make me walk down the aisle Naseem,” Stori chuckled.
“I’m not trying to but don’t force my hand,” Nas replied.
He and Stori talked for a while longer before she drifted off to sleep. The babies were sleeping too but Nas had a million things on his mind. He wanted to do what Stori said and let the situation with Milan and Corey go, but that was easier said than done. He hated when anything kept him awake at night. He knew that those kinds of problems didn’t go away on their own and he had his family to think about now. As he looked at Stori and his boys sleeping, he felt an overwhelming need to protect them and keep them safe at all cost. Toi wasn’t his but she was just as much of his responsibility as his boys were. He didn’t like loose ends and that’s exactly what Milan and Corey were to him. It didn’t matter if they stayed quiet for a while, he wanted them silenced forever. Nas had to get with his people to see where Milan was staying now. He had a feeling that he would be paying her a visit sooner or later.
“M y legs hurt,” Toi complained when she and Stori got into the car.
“Mine too Stanka,” Stori replied.
It had been seven weeks since Stori had the babies and she had been going to the gym every day. Her doctor cleared her at her six-week checkup and she started her diet and workout plan soon after. Stori had dropped a lot of the baby weight from breastfeeding but she had about twenty pounds to go before she was back to her pre-baby weight. She liked her thicker frame, so she only planned to drop ten. She usually worked out with Kalani but she and Remo were having a date night. Jarvis and Latrice were at the house with the boys and Nas was at work. Lady and Richard were having an all-white party in another month and Stori had to make sure that she was on point before then. It had been a while since she was able to unwind with a few drinks and she was looking forward to it. She was happy that her boys drank formula too because she would have too much liquor in her system to pump.
“Let’s go to Burger King. I’m hungry,” Toi said.
“We just finished working out and you want a hamburger,” Stori smirked.
“And a milkshake,” Toi laughed.
“I guess I can get me a salad. I wonder if Nas ate anything,” Stori said.
“Can we go to the shop Stori, please?” Toi begged excitedly. She missed Eric and she wanted to see him.
“I don’t know Stanka. Look at how I’m dressed. You must want Naseem to kill me,” Stori laughed. She had on Nike leggings with the matching muscle shirt and Nas wouldn’t like that at all. It was dark outside but it was still early. Stori was sure that the barber shop was still packed because it always was on Saturdays.
“He won’t kill you. And we don’t even have to stop for food. I can get a shrimp plate from the corner store,” Stori said.
“Okay but we can’t stay long. We both smell like gym sweat,” Stori said as she turned around and headed for the shop.
She had hired two new stylists before she left to have the twins and she wanted to see how they were making out. Nas said that everything was cool but he wouldn’t know if there was a problem anyway. He stayed home with her and the babies for a few weeks and he was just now retuning. Mr. Herbert ran things in his absence and everybody hated that. Remo was back in school and Nas was excited about them eventually working together. That had always been his dream and it was finally becomin
g a reality. He was in the process of purchasing the space next to the shop and expanding the building. Kalani was running the hair store and business was booming. They were making money all kinds of ways and that was what Nas wanted.
“Can I have some money? I left my purse at home,” Toi said when they pulled up to the shop.
“I’ll walk over there with you,” Stori offered.
“You don’t have to. I’ll get Eric to come with me,” Toi replied.
Stori reached into her purse to get her some money before they got out of the car. When they walked into the shop, it was jumping as usual. The music was blasting and they had a crowd of men waiting to get their hair cut. Toi spoke and went straight to the salon while Stori walked over to greet her man. Nas was finishing up with a customer when he looked up and saw Stori. The frown on his face let her know that he was not too pleased to see her.
“Come here,” Nas demanded as he walked off towards the office.
“What’s good Stori?” one of the customers asked.
“You must not be trying to get your hair cut today, huh nigga?” Nas barked as he abruptly stopped walking and turned to face him.
“My fault Nas. I was just speaking. I didn’t want to be rude,” the man replied.
“Be rude next time nigga. Keep your muthafucking eyes on the floor when you see this one,” Nas snapped in anger.
“Really Naseem?” Stori asked when she walked into the office behind him.
“The fuck you mean really? Why did you come in here dressed like that?” Nas asked angrily.
“We just came from the gym and Toi wanted to come over,” Stori replied.
“You should have went home and changed first. You must be trying to get one of these niggas fucked up in here,” he fumed angrily.
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