“Yeah, fuck boy. We got here as soon as we could,” a woman joked with Amare and two little girls behind them.
Amare ran over to Irish and hugged her waist.
“Hi, Amare. You look so handsome today,” Irish cooed.
“Thanks. My mama bought my outfit,” he boasted, pulling on his Polo shirt.
“Well, you look good.”
Noble walked over to her and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Irish, I want you to meet my mama, Lyra, and my sister, Kaliste. Y’all this is my wife, Irish.”
Lyra grinned, displaying a gold tooth in the front. She was gorgeous with feline eyes and a diamond shaped face. Her hair was styled in a braid out with blonde highlights. Lyra pulled Irish into a warm hug. She drew back, gazing at Irish in a loving manner.
“Welcome to the family. It’s so nice to meet you.”
“You as well.”
Lyra stepped aside and allowed Kaliste to greet her. She was a beautiful, full-figured woman who had clear, fawn-toned skin. Her light brown eyes were vibrant and her hair was styled in a fresh twist-out.
“I really hate that we’re meeting so late but my brother is so damn private that we never know what’s going on in his life,” she teased then gave Irish a hug. “It’s nice to meet you, sis.”
“You too. You look beautiful,” Irish complimented her.
“Aw, thank you. So do you.”
“These are my nieces, Presley and Payton. Y’all say hi to Ms. Irish.”
The little girls waved at her, making her melt. They were styled in matching dresses with their hair in ponytails and barrettes.
“Well, hi. Don't you two look so cute.”
They giggled at Irish.
“Oh, your nieces got beef with you,” Kaliste informed Noble. “They can’t understand why Amare went on a trip and they had to stay behind.”
“It’s not fair, Uncle Noble.” Presley defiantly folded her arms over her chest.
Noble kneeled down and grabbed each of their hands. “I promise Uncle gon’ take y’all somewhere. It’ll be just us three. No boys allowed.”
“Yay!” Payton cheered.
“Where y’all wanna go?”
“To Disney World,” Presley requested.
“Disney.” Noble seesawed his head. “We can go there anytime. Choose something else.”
“Um… Chicago,” Payton answered.
“Girl, Chicago?” Kaliste questioned.
Lyra put her hand on her hip. “What’s in Chicago?”
“The Museum of Ice Cream,” Presley answered. “Oh and The Skydeck.”
Noble nodded. “Okay, I promise to take y’all.”
“Yesss! Uncle Noble is taking us to Chicago!” they cheered and ran toward the dining room.
