Nickoi sighs. He has an unfamiliar expression on his face.
“I understand you’d be curious since the whole Junior thing but Junior kinda looks like your mom and you have a slight look of her too which is why y’all look alike. But out of all Nicki’s children you look like the Don the most. She’s probably embarrassed that you found out about Junior’s dad and so it’s hard for her to stay around,” I say and I’m sure that’s the case.
“She told me one time that you act like him a lot,” I say and he looks at me.
I continue.
“She really loves all of you. But she said you’re special to her because you remind her of the love of her life whenever she see or hear from you,” I tell him. I get closer to him.
“It’s hard but please let go the anger, at least try. Think about the age gap for you and Junior. Obviously it was before your dad and maybe your dad knew and understood. She didn’t cheat,she was just young and everyone makes mistakes,” I say. He’s silently staring.
“What?” I ask.
He hugs me and I wrap my arms around him tightly. His head is buried inmy neck and I gradually run my hand up and down his back soothingly. We are like this for a while and when he pulls away, he seems like my Nickoi again.
My smile grows.
“Mi love you bad and words… cya explain… thanks a lot,” he says and I smile. I hold his face and suck on his lips.
“That’s why I’m here, and me love yuh bad too.”
He smirks.
“When yuh seh you cya give me half a wah mi a give yuh, you a talk foolishness cause yaw love me unconditionally and your love is more valuable than all the expensive things I bought you combined. If you can just love me that’s all the gift I want from you plus you give me two youth mi nuh see wah else mi could a want,” he expresses and I realize that my vision is getting blurry.
“I love you too, my Don,” I say in a seductive tone. The look he gives me issexy. I wipe my tears with an innocent smile before I stand up. His eyes are droopy.
“You sleepy baby,” I say and his eyes roams my exposed thigh as he rocks his legs. This robe isn’t doing it’s job. I’m happy it isn’t.
“Yah,” he gets up and I ascend the stairs behind him.
“You should try asking your mommy about it again when she’s in a better mood,” I suggest. I have a feeling he’s gonna disagree with me. To my surprise though, he nods.
“Yah,” he says pushing the door and I smile.Wow, okay.
***
I think I’m dreaming when I hear a particular sound in my room.Could it be? Oh my God. I squint my eyes, adjusting it to the sunlight and when I don’t see or hear anything again I sigh. A dream then? I hear the sound again and I look over my shoulder and when my eyes land on it I gasp and start jumping and screaming.
I move over to it with a wide grin. “Ouuuuu!” I say excitedly.He bought the Pomeranian for you.I lift the flowers and sniff it then I smile to myself. Damn I love my husband.
“Soo cute,” I say now focusing on the Pomeranian again then I realize it’s a female puppy, making my day even better and it’s just starting. She starts wiggling around as I run my hand through her hair. She’s friendly and perky. I love her already.
The door pulls and Nickoi walks in with Zahir in his arm. “Mami,” he says and I look at him, with a wide grin.
“Thanks babe, I love you,” I tell him and he nods.
“Always,” he smiles watching me. “I love you too.”
He walks out after a while when he’s tired of watching me bonding with her.
When I’m done playing with my new pet, I feed her then I start wondering what I should name her. “Should I name you Pom? Short for Pomeranian? Do you like that?”
I’ll google some names. I honestly suck at names, I remember how much I struggled to find decent names for my babies. After I’m done bonding, I do my morning routine and got ready to join Nickoi and his mom in the kitchen. Yes, she’s here. I enter the kitchen and they’re in a deep conversation. I turn on my heels and head outside. Instead of making it uncomfortable for them I pick up my babies.
“We are gonna go for a little walk,” I tell them as I put them in their stroller. I quickly get my dog from my room and put her leash around her. I sanitize my hand and when I’m done I clip my sanitizer on the stroller. I approach the security building andJoe sticks his head out. He smiles at the babies before he greets me.
“Good morning Zara,” he’s jolly today.
