IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES Book 2

Chapter 22

**** The Sip'N'See will be divided into two parts. This part 1. Also did anyone see that video with Muk where someone ask Aug why she aint got clothes on in his hotel room? Which fam member posted that?***

August P.O.V. –

“Oh my God this damn baby gorgeous.” Muk said looking at her while my mother sat on the couch in the living room holding her.

I was sitting on the arm of the chair watching them admire Sata.

“Don’t curse around by grandbaby Muk.”

“Oh Mama Shelia the word damn ain’t never hurt nobody ain’t that right gorgeous?” Muk softly rubbed her cheek.

She was looking at my mother and Muk I guess trying to figure out who they were. Her big eyes staring at them.

“How many months is she?” Muk asked rubbing her soft hair.

“Today marks seven.” I put my forearms on my thighs, leaning forward.

“Can I hold her?” Noonie asked my mother.

“Noon I just got her. You seen her before. This grandma first time. Can I spend some time with her?”

Noonie sucked her teeth. “Man.”

“Don’t Man me girl, you got all night.” She ran off to be with Chay and Kay who were watching “Frozen”, in Amb’s room.

“She look Mexican to me.” My grandmother came over behind the couch, straitening her glasses to get a better look.

“Mama gone somewhere with that. This August baby. Look just like him.”

“Did you have a paternity test Auggie?” My grandma looked over at me.

“No Nana.” I looked down at my hands that were folded. She was getting on my fucking nerve.She was worse than Amb mama, when I first met her.

She came over to me and put her hand on my shoulder and whispered to me.

“You need to get one and soon. Don’t be raising no Mexican's baby. Let Carlos or whatever his name is, raise his own child."She patted my back.

I looked down, my tongue poking my jaw.

“Mama leave that boy alone.” My mother looked at her with an irritated face.

“Ain’t nobody messing with him. I’m just looking out for him, since he ain’t smart enough to look out for himself.”

I got up to find Stacy and Amb. I looked in the kitchen and Travis was in there feeding his face. He had a plate piled high with food.

“Nigga we not eating yet. I’m trying to wait to my mentor come.” I put the foil back on the pans he was digging in.

“Well I couldn’t wait.” He sat at the kitchen table and started eating.

“You seen Stac and Amb?” I took a chicken wing out of one of the pans and started eating it.

“They was in the backyard I think.”

I walked to the back and saw them on the patio.

Stacy was sitting on a lounge chair with her legs folded Indian style turned toward Amb. And Amb was on a lounge laying back.

They were drinking some sort of drink out of Champagne glasses. I watched them for a minute. They didn’t know I was standing behind the patio doors looking out at them. I decided to just be nosey for a minute and listen in.