I wiggled my toes while I drunk champagne. Jalissa and I decided on mani and pedis today. I left Dave at home with the kids.
Yesterday we looked at different wedding venues. Craziest part, the one I wanted got bought before we could process the payment. So, Dave asked if he could choose it himself. Hell less stress on me, why not. We still kind of walking on eggshells together. He claim he got a surprise though.
"Girlllllll Shoota want another baby." Jalissa said knocking me out my thoughts.
"Bitch what you tell him?"
"Politely hell no."
"I know that's right." I ran my hands through my freshly done hair laughing. I'm so glad Yae did my hair after we looked at venues.
"I can't wait til BabyBully able to be seen!"
"Honestly me too!" Bully and Rissa gave birth to healthy baby boy. Deshawn Markel Brewster Jr. They are enjoying him to themselves before we go hogging him. I can respect that.
"You excited to be getting married?"
"Yeah we just going through it now."
"Who doesn't? Real love keeps it going though. Y'all going to be okay, because the love y'all have for each other is out of this world." Jalissa smiled at me.
"You right we gone be okay." I processed each word she said.
"Lunch?" She asked looking over at me.
"That's fine I want seafood."
"Girl me too! I feel like we need to do a get together where you cook and I eat." She cheesed as we walked to her car."
"Girl fuck you. You trying to work me hard I see."
"Sis you know I love you! Seriously maybe Thanksgiving we all bring a dish and desert. As long as you make the mac and dressing."
"I can do that. Most definitely. Maybe plan a nice trip." I said pulling into the parking spot of Juicy Crab.
"We can't go no where, your wedding will be right there knocking like, 'BITCH IM HERE!'"
I laughed walking in behind her.
"How many?" The host asked.
"2"
"Follow me." She said seating us.
"Bitch. I know that's not Shooter and Dave at the bar eating." Jalissa squinted.
I turned around before pursing my lips. Surprise my ass.
"I'm about to sit by you." She said getting up.
"Sit down bitch you be popping the crab legs too hard. Last time you popped me in the fucking face. Just keep your head down." I said in all seriousness before we both started laughing.
We ordered our food and talked about everything.
"Girl they walking over here." Jalissa mumbled sucking a crab leg.
"We having us time fuck them." I shrugged eating.
"I know y'all saw us. Wassup Milan." Shooter said sitting by Jalissa I feel bad for him because that girl and them shells be at it.
"Huh? Oh hey baby!" Jalissa said getting up hugging Dave and kissing Shooter, making me laugh.
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"Phat you got pink nails this time, it's pretty."
"Thank you. Hey Shooter." I said. Watching them engage in a conversation. I let out a sad sigh just eating. I felt Dave starring at me, but I ignored it.
"Why you acting this way?" He mumbled leaning into me.
"Like?"
"Like you don't love me. We look like siblings while them two look like lovers."
I shrugged.
"Let's go." He said standing up throwing a hundred on the table grabbing my bag of food. I followed him to the car because where the fuck you going with my food. (If you ain't at the beach whea' the fuq you ahttttttttt.)
"You so ugh!" I mumbled climbing in the passenger side. The ride was silent the whole time with him rap playing lowly.
"When we get home put some comfortable on then meet me in your favorite room." He said pulling into our driveway.
I threw on a big shirt with some little shorts.
"Why the fuck is it so cold?" I mumbled to myself.
I checked the thermostat. 51°... I tried changing it but nothing was working, see hell no.
"Dave!" I yelled but got no response.
"Dumb nigga."
"Watch that mouth. What's wrong?" He asked scaring me.
"Thermostat stuck on 51°. Is it broke? I'm all for a cold room, but this a huge no no."
"I'll call someone to look at it. My kids can't come home until this shit fixed." He said irritated.
"We can get a hotel."
"No we staying in tonight come on."
This nigga dragged me to the movie room where there were candles set up and Love Jones was set up on the screen.
"What's all this? Matter of fact where my food because I'm fucking hungry nigga."
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"Milan chill the fuck out. A nigga try to do something nice and you acting like this." He huffed before continuing.
"I feel like so much been happening we haven't been taking time out for each other. Emotions been getting the best of shit and we just need to face reality. Your food down there too."
I sat beside him watching him play the movie.
"I love you Phat. Always have, always will. Shit gets hard, but don't lose focus. I never wanted nobody as much as I want you. I can't wait to say I do... I can't wait until we forever. I can't wait mamas." He spoke softly grabbing my face making eye contact.
"I love you too."
"Now relax, talk to me, eat, and after you getting some act right because you been acting out." He smiled kissing me before rubbing my feet.
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