Unconditional

Chapter 17

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•Kim•

These three days in the hospital were tiring but I was in love with being a mother. Chris had been doing the most work though. He had only left to take a shower and change his clothes. The only thing I really did was breast feed and sleep. Child birth has got to be one of the most tiring event in the world.

Chris had gone to get his truck that he brought just recently. I haven't seen out yet though. He still didn't know that I saw the house either.

"You ready to go home?" Malayka asked breaking me out of my train off thought.

"If only I can figure out where home is going to be..." I stated absentmindedly.

I was sure that I would get a lecture from her but instead she just sat there quietly holding Kimora in one arm and little Chris in the other.

"Are you even listening to me?" I asked as I turned around.

"Of course I am," her eyes never leaving her godchildren.

"And you have no statement? Argument? Opinion? Nothing?" I don't know, I needed something.

"What's the point?" She asked nonchalantly, "you don't listen, you're very stubborn. But hell, a grown woman is going to do what they do at the end of the day regardless."

I exhaled loudly as I sat on the hospital bed.

"If you were in my situation, what would you do?" I asked desperately.

"Honestly Kim, I want to tell you that I'd suck everything up and be with my children's father but that'd be to make everything simple for you. But out of all honestly I.d have to say that I don't know because I'm not in your shoes. I can think up of a while bunch of scenerios but I don't know what you're feeling so I can't give you a sturdy answer to your question," she stated honestly, "the only thing that I can say is that of he loves you, shows it to not just you but the world, treats you right, goes above and beyond to make you see that.... Then what's the problem?"

"I still think about person he was just under a year ago. The person I knew him as. How do I know if he's changed for good?"

"You won't know unless you're around him to find out. It's called a test drive. Test drive him."

"Yeah, what happened to the risk taker I once knew?" Someone cut in. I knew that voice anywhere, though I haven't heard in a while.

I turned slowly and came face to face with my long time best friend, more like sister, Shakira. She embraced me in a tight hug in which I returned.

"What's going on?" Shakira finally asked as broke our embrace, "I overheard your conversation & I just know you ain't gone let him go after all you been through now."

I was silent because I knew she wasn't done yet.

"If you do leave now..." She just shook her head, "y'all done be through the hard part already. You been through the storm already and want to leave right when you're about to get the clear skies, sunshine, and rainbows. Somebody else is about to reap your benefits."

"Yeah I hear you."

"But on another note, why ain't her name Shakira?"

"Because her name's Kimora," I smirked, very amused, "how about you have a baby and name her Shakira!"

"You still got a smart ass mouth."

"Always," I smiled and at that moment Chris and the doctor walked in.

"Are you ready?" Chris asked setting down the carseats and rubbing his hands together, he seemed to be nervous.

I knew I was doing this to him. Before I was in denial about it being me because I didn't think I'd ever have that power over him but come to find out, I was dead wrong.

"Yeah," I stated quietly as he sat the carseats on the bed.

Shakira and Malayka came and set the twins in their rightfully owned seats and Chris & I strapped them in. I signed my discharge papers and then the nurse pushed a wheelchair inside my room.

"Kim, I'll call you. Call me if you need any help, okay?" Shakira said.

I nodded gratefully in response.

"And I'll come by later," Malayka responded.

"Okay."

They both kissed me on the cheek and then both of the babies, said their farewells and left.

I made sure I had all my belongings and then the nurse wheeled me out. Chris followed behind with both carseats in hand.

The nurse made sure the bases of the carseats were strapped in properly before we left.

I was sitting in the backseat between Kimora and CJ. The car ride was silent beside the little noises the babies made and the sound of traffic.

I was so I'm to my thoughts that I didn't notice where we were. But as we pulled in to the driveway I noticed it was the house that was suppose to be a gift to me & the babies. I had to act surprised.

"What's this? Where are we?" I asked lacing in done confusion.

He smile, guessing he brought it, "come on you'll see."

He grabbed both carseats from the Navigator and walked in front of me to unlock the door.

Walking in to the house I saw the banner again and with all the extra estrogen my body still possessed, it made it that much easier to cry.

Everything after that seemed to have happened so fast.

Chris had set the babies down who were both watching with what seemed like curious eyes.

"We haven't even discuss living arrangements our anything for that matter," I stated, wiping my eyes.

"Well don't you think it's time to? We've ran out of time to procrastinate."

"But what if I chose not to be with you?" I asked.

"Then all this would still be yours. The house, the Navigator, & everything in it."

"And how did you expect me to pay for all of this if my shop didn't even get started yet?"

"I got all that. You don't have to worry about all those things."

I didn't know what to say, I was shocked nonetheless.

"So what's it going to be?" He asked, "I love you and I would love for you to be my wife."

"Your wife?!"

"My wife," he repeated and pulled a small red velvet box to prove how serious he was, he got down on one knee right in front of me, "Kimberly Denise Tift, will you marry me?"

I was all choked up and could think. "Don't think, just do," I told myself.

I couldn't talk and I was very nervous but I shook my head taking a risk. But I love him and I knew he was at his breaking point and if I said no I'd probably lose him forever.

As Chris slipped the ring on my finger I just hoped I wasn't making a mistake.

I never realized just how much I missed Christopher until he kissed me. I wanted to hold this man hostage.

If he broke my heart, it just might be worth it.