Smoke [Sequel to Me, You, & Henny]

Smøke-Twelve

Smøke | Twelve
Someone asked to see the kids, let me guess everyone else wants to see the kids too? Lol, I'll show them next update.

Christopher Brown.

"On a scale from one to ten, how much do I look like her?" I ask the instructor at Noemi's daycare center.

"Sir, your name is not on this list. I can't let you sign this child out without contacting the first guardian or second which would be Levianna Stevenson, Or Zachariah Eanes." She replies and I knit my eyebrows in confusion.

"I'm her father and I'm taking my daughter home with me." I snatch up Noemi's arm and head to the door, but she runs after us and halts me. If this bitch don't move I'ma make her move.

"Get yo' Patti Labelle old ass, lopsided titties face ass out my way!" I say into her face as she looks astounded.

"I'm going to have to contact authorities." She mumbles.

"You ain't finna call nobody." I grit through my teeth.

"What makes you so sure!"

"I dare you." And with that I charge out the center and Nomi tags along as we head to my car.

"Daddy where are we going?" She asks
climbing into the backseat, but I don't reply. I didn't need to speak to her just yet.

Once we arrive back at the house, it was dead silent. I knew Levi didn't get off of work until 6 today so everything was going to turn out just fine. This will definitely piss her off.

Nomi enters her bedroom and I walk in behind her and close the door, sitting on her bed she's rummaging through her closet. "Yes daddy?" She calls from not looking out.

"Come here beauty." My smooth words slur as she turns around cautiously and walks over to me. I lift her onto the bed and she sighs not looking at me.

"Am I in trouble or something?"

"What do you think?" I ask her as she looks up to me. There go those big brown eyes, and I love them so much.

She shrugs and twists up her face to cry. "I'm sorry."

"I'm not going to hurt you baby. But if daddy tells you not to do something, you obey me. And don't be sorry, be careful."

"Okay, I'm sorry." She says wiping her imaginary tears, I didn't want to make her cry.

"Now lay down."

"What?" She asks quietly.

"I said lay down." She cautiously lays down at the head of her bed and looks over to me. "You like games right?"

"Uh-huh." She nods oblivious as ever.

"Then this should be fun."

Levianna Stevenson.

Today was extremely stressful. I was beyond busy at work and got caught up in just about four new gigs for tonight, but I couldn't accept them all. I guess this is the life you live when your name grows with fame in the cosmetic industry.

My heels come to a halt when I notice I left my phone back in the last studio, where the newest Vogue shoot was being held. I needed access and hated going through security, but I have no other choice.

I approach one of the buff and tall body guards as he looks down to me with his hands clasped. "May I help you?" His voice booms.

"Yes. I believe I left my phone in this studio, do you know when the shoot is over?" I ask gnawing at the inside of my cheek.