Ambition {An August Alsina Story}

Friend.

Melanies POV

"Mom!," Adrian runs over to me and jumps into my arms.

"Hey fatboy," he laughs.

"I am not fat, I am slender," I laugh and hug my baby.

"Wheres your sister?," Adrian shrugs and holds onto me. "Did you have fun?," I pull his shirt down and mess with his curls.

"About time for him to get a haircut," August says walking over to us.

"No August we are not cutting his hair," he laughs.

"Its a suggestion," I roll my eyes.

"You have beautiful hair Adrian," he smiles.

"I know I do," I put him down and he puts his stuff in the car.

"We made some beautiful children," I smile at Adrian as his curls fly everywhere.

"We sure did, where is the other one?," August asks. "India!," he yells inside the house.

"Im coming!," she yells back.

"Did you do something different with your hair?," he asks me.

"Uh yeah, I decided to go back to curly," he smiles.

"I like it," I blush.

"Thank you for noticing,"

"You arent going to cut it?,"

"Yeah no, I like my hair length," he chuckles. India walks downstairs with her hair dripping in water.

"India why didnt you dry your hair off,"

"we are going to the house it doenst matter,"

"No we are going to go see the twins," she smiles.

"I miss Ariel and Logan,"

"Then come on," she rushes to go get a towel and comes back.

"Well I will talk to you later on when you can get them again,"

"Okay," August nods. "Bye dad,"

"Bye babes," she smiles and gets into the car.

"Bye August,"

"Bye Melanie," I smile and get into the car as well. Shit, August. He knew damn well what he was doing. With that white shirt, that hugged his body showing his sharp features. Not wearing any boxers under his shorts. Hm, that man sho' is a trip. Shit I do miss him. I admit it, I miss the way he would hold me, he would say my name. I miss August. I do, I truly do.

"momma you okay?," India asks looking at me.

"Yeah," Am I really getting aroused thinking about August?

"Mom" Adrian calls my name.

"Yes baby?,"

"Can we go to Disneyland?,"

"We can go on the weekend,"

"We cant go today?,"

"I thought you wanted to see the twins,"

"I do but, its Disneyland," I sigh.

"Okay, I will call Auntie," He smiles. "India do you want to go to disneyland or see the twins,"

"Mom thats a no brainer, the twins,"

"Okay yall need to figure it out," They sigh.

"Momma!," they start arguing.

"Dont momma me, figure it out before we get off the freeway," they groan.

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"Hey Justin," The kids walk in.