“We got to change that.” Jatavia frowned, finally looking over at me.
“Yeah, we could use extra help since both of our parents on bullshit.” Bleu added.
My chest tightened at the mention of our parents. It would be nice to have them actually act like grandparents. It didn’t matter if Bleu and Truly had Nanny’s and extra outside help. I never could imagine not having my mom and pops be there for us when we finally had kids. Now it was Bleu’s reality.
“I’ll do better,” I promised, looking Bleu in the eyes. “I promise, I got Rina moving stuff around. January, I plan on finishing my entire album that’ll be released in the summertime. I’m not going to tour until 2027. I want my nephews and niece to see more of me.” I said honestly.
“Aww Dreu, we not trying to make you feel bad, we know you love the kids.” Truly gave me a comforting smile.
Bleu picked up Kreu’s bottle and tossed it to me. He took the top off of True’s bottle and popped it in his mouth.
“Anyways, Jatavia give Dreu the baby so we can head to my office and start my consultation. I got some fresh iced tea waiting for you, plus all of the blueprints for the different spaces that I already know you will elevate.” Truly clapped her hands excitedly.
She instantly lightened the mood and took my mind off the status of our parents.
“As long as I can come back and hold these adorable babies.” Jatavia cheesed and Kreu’s face before softly pinching his chubby cheek.
She slowly brought him over to me and sat him on my lap.
“Girl, Bleu helped me with dinner and dessert. We always cook too much anyway. We were hoping y’all stayed and ate with us.” Truly wasted no time grabbing Jatavia’s hand and leading her away.
“You don’t waste no time.” Bleu shook his head at Truly.
“Absolutely not,” Truly shot back. “When I see alignment, I move.” She winked over at me before guiding Jatavia away.
When they made it down the long hallway, I heard them laugh about something loudly. I looked down at Kreu then over at True. Both babies looked like they were plotting something against Bleu and I.
“She’s solid, I like her.” He said with no emotion added to his voice.
“It didn’t matter if you didn’t like her.” I shot back a little too quickly.
“She’s grounded,” he continued ignoring what I said. “She’s also smart, observant…not super thirsty. She don’t talk too much, but when she does…its thoughtful and means something.” He finished.
“That’s my Pancakes.” I stated proudly grinning wide.
“Yeah, so don’t be stupid and fuck it up.” He said plainly.
The intensity of his stare down meant that he was serious and worried at the same time.
“If you talking about women, I ain’t worried about no other hoes. I done had them all and they don’t give me the kind of substance Jatavia gives me. I ain’t worried about them either.”
“I’m serious, Dreu. You in the type of industry that makes it hard?—”
“I know, Bleu. You think I can’t do right by her?” I asked, feeling myself get offended.
Kreu looked up at me as he continued to drink from his bottle. He frowned at me like he agreed with what I said.
“Nah, I see more of your maturity now. I just don’t want you to hurt her because you’ll end up hurting yourself. Women like her don’t come around twice…Well in your case you got fortunate for her to want to double back so it was meant to be, but,” he held a finger up. “They don’t stay where they gotta teach a grown man how to show the fuck up. So, if you fuck up this time, I’m here to tell you now, there won’t be another time with her.”
What he said landed heavy, but it was fair.
“I know.” I said quietly.
He adjusted True’s bottle then wiped a bit of milk from his chin.
“I don’t want to repeat mistakes, not with her. You know how fucked up I was behind losing her.” I admitted.
“Good because love is about intensity and consistency. When you really love somebody, you avoid doing things that will hurt them. Now I’m done with my sermon. I like her and Truly took to her quick. She always say she can read people first glance and I believe her.” Bleu finally smiled.
