“I’m here now, princess. I promise to try for you,” I whispered to her. She grabbed my beard and pulled my shit hard as hell and slapped me in the face while laughing. I surmised it was payback for what I did to her at the hospital.
“Oop, she’s a violent one!” Mrs. Sonya exclaimed, laughing as she entered the room with Taylor and another woman trailing behind her.
“Don’t say that, Mama Sonny,” I said, calling her by the new name I gave her.
“It’s okay, Ghana. God knows what He’s doing. This should be refreshing for you. You get to see just how good a father you can be. Let go of those fears, baby boy. Nobody’s perfect, and you’re going to be the best father to this little angel.”
“You think so?”
“I know so.”
“She’s right, brother. You’re going to slay this fatherhood thing . . . and be the best uncle ever in about seven more months.” She giggled and rubbed her stomach.
“No way!” Willow exclaimed. “Ah! Finally!”
“Oh my God! Congratulations, bestie!” Autumn wrapped her arms around her. “I guess that makes two of us.”
My head snapped over to her, and I frowned. “What?” I asked. “You pregnant?”
She nodded with a big smile on her face. “I was going to wait to tell everyone after the wedding because I didn’t want to steal my bestie’s shine, but I missed my period . . . twice.”
“What the fuuuck?” I dragged, feeling myself getting over-fucking-whelmed.
“Language, Ghana,” Mama Sonny reprimanded.
“Excuse me if I just got punched in my shit with this information, Mama Sonny.”
“You’re not happy?” Autumn asked solemnly.
“I-I mean, hell yeah, but . . . an almost two-year-old, an almost one-year-old, and a newborn? How the hell are we ’bout to do this shit, Ros?”
“You’re going to do it, and she’s going to help you,” Mama Sonny said, pointing to the lady who stood quietly behind her, smiling. “This is Nona Wiseman from Helping Hands. She’s y’all new nanny. I already did a background check and hired her yesterday because I knew this weekend would be a little busy, and I wanted to get you all some help for Taylor. But I see there is another precious gem in the mix, and now I know I made the right decision.” She turned to Nona. “This is my daughter, Autumn, and her hopefully, real soon, husband, Ghana.”
“Pleasure to meet you both. I don’t want to take up too much time on Mrs. Kenzi’s special day, but we can sit down and talk after everything is over.”
“That would be perfect. Thank you, Nona,” Autumn said.
Mama Sonya smiled at me. “Okay, we’re going to take the babies and see you guys after the wedding.”
“Gha-Gha,” Taylor said, reaching for me. I shifted Nizara to my left arm and received Taylor in my right. “Baby,” she said, pointing to Nizara.
I smirked. “Yeah, pretty girl. Your baby sister.”
“Siter,” she repeated. I kissed her forehead and Nizara’s, then handed them over to Mama Sonny and Nona. They left theroom, and I turned to Autumn. I yanked her over to me and drove my tongue into her mouth. I could tell she was caught off guard, but she leaned into the kiss and wrapped her arms around me.
“Can y’all, like, get a room and get out of mine?” Kenzi asked while the ladies and glam team snickered.
“That’s the same thing we be saying when you and Mekai be sucking faces in front of us,” Weslei said.
I ignored them and pulled away, looking into Autumn’s eyes. “You got some explaining to do, Lucy.”
“I got you, Ricky.” She pressed her forehead to mine.
“I don’t know how we’re about to do this shit, but I’m wit’ it,” I said.
“We got this, baby,” she affirmed.
“Twenty minutes, Ms. Kenzi,” the coordinator announced.