His mom turned and jumped when her eyes landed on me.
“Oh! I wasn’t expecting guests.” She gave me a small smile.
“What do you mean? We come here every Sunday.” Drix leaned down and kissed her cheek.
“But you don’t usually bring someone.” She hit him with the back of her hand and closed in on me.
“Moms, this is Myome. Myome, this is my mama, Josephine.”
“Joe is just fine,” she corrected.
“Nice to meet you.” I met her where she was. “I got these for you.” I offered her the flowers.
“You did? Well, they’re beautiful.” She gave me a half hug, shocking me in place, then took the flowers from me.
It was obvious from looking at Joe that all of her children resembled her. She had a lighter complexion than them so I assumed they got that from their father but they had the same facial structure and she had light brown eyes like both Rome and Drix.
“Nice to see you again.” Chandler closed in on me.
“Thanks for having me.” I gave her a small smile and she winked.
“It’s nice to have you here, Myome,” Joe said softly. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable. Dinner shouldn’t be too much longer.”
“Do you need help with anything?” I asked.
“Oh, no! Chan and I are almost at the finish line. Besides, you’re a guest. We can’t have you working in here.” She giggled. “Just take a seat somewhere.”
“Okay.” I looked over at Drix. He nudged his head toward the far door, his niece now fully laying on him while he supported her with one hand.
I followed his lead and waited in the hallway for him to walk out behind me. We both paused as a child ran past us, damn near barreling into Drix.
“Well damn!” he said loudly. “Good to see you too, Vy.”
“Hi, Uncle B! Bye, Uncle B!” the little girl screamed back at us but never stopped trucking.
“That’s Chandler’s other daughter, Vienna,” he said in explanation. “If we can ever tie her down, you’ll meet her later.”
I laughed but nodded at that.
He led me further into the house, and when we got to the living room, three men were sitting together.
“Myome, that’s my pops, Hendrix, and my brother-in-law, Lee. You already know stupid ass Rome,” Drix said as he walked further inside. “Y’all, this is Myome.”
“His wife,” Rome added before Drix could.
“Wife?” His father repeated.
“Congratulations,” Lee said simply.
“Thank you.” Drix reached over and popped Rome behind the head so hard I cringed at the sound.
“You got married?” His father looked up at me.
“Yeah.” Drix didn’t elaborate, just walked over and dapped him.
Hendrix was definitely where everyone had gotten their deep complexion and now that he was in front of me I saw a few similarities between his facial structure and his children’s.
I also noticed his father was seated in a wheelchair.