His Miracle 2 (Completed)

Chapter 62

Just imagine that A'leah protruding stomach is there lol.

A'leah

"Why you playin' in a nigga hair?" August asked as he tried to pry my hands away from his braids.

"Because I can big head." I pouted.

He continued to rub my thighs and rest his head on my protruding stomach. I was so tired of having swollen feet and not being able to fit anything.

"Lucky I luh' ya ug'lass."

I rolled my eyes and mushed his face. He always had something smart to say like I can't beat his ass.

"I'm sexy as fuck nigga."

"Watch yo' mouth."

"Why?"

"Cause I'a said so. My fiancé don't need ta' be talkin' like that."

I rolled my eyes and rubbed my stomach. I couldn't believe our wedding was in just a few days.

"Anyway. Our rehearsal dinner is tomorrow. My mom flew my great-grandparents out here from Paris." I smiled.

"That's dope bae. What if they don't like me?" He asked.

"They both love you. My paw-paw is just very protective of me like my daddy." I said.

"I'm protective of you too big head." He mumbled into my neck.

"Mommy!" Miracle whined as she barged into our room.

"Yes princess?" I asked.

"I can't weach da door. Mason der." Aiden pouted.

"I'll get it." August said.

I stopped him and slowly stood up. "I got it babe."

"Don't be rude yo." August warned.

"I can't promise that." I mumbled as I waddled out the room.

The twins ran past me as I opened the front door.

"Mommy!" Mason giggled as he hugged my legs.

"Hey baby." I giggled.

Giselle handed me his bags.

"Where's August?" She asked.

"Upstairs." I replied.

"Okay well tell him to call me."

"Will do."

"Bye mommy!" Mason cheesed as he reached for her.

She bent down to his level and kissed his cheeks. "Bye baby."

Mason ran back inside and I shut the door. August walked downstairs and wrapped his arms around me from behind.

"Daddy!" Mason smiled.

"Wassup man. C'mere." August grinned.