Walk With Me 1

30

Nicki

Beyoncé does her makeup for our date in the bathroom. Jazmine sits in front of her at the sink, "helping" her.

I get dressed in my outfit for our date.

"Baba, let me put your lipstick on."

I see Beyoncé hand her the shade she wants and then Jazmine tries to put it on her with the most concentration ever.

It makes me smile.

Slowly, she's begun to look more and more like me. That's what everyone says so. Beyoncé says she has my eyes and the slope of my nose and my sense of humor. I just hope she didn't get my height, for her sake.

"Ooooouuuu. You look pretty. Now all you need at the earrings mama got you."

Beyoncé makes an impressed face in the mirror.

"You have a great eye, my star."

Jazmine smiles pridefully as she watches her idea come to life. Beyoncé puts the earrings on and she outstretches her arms.

"MAMA LOOK ATCHO WIFE!"

I come into the bathroom and look my girlfriend over. I think we've got a future stylist or designer on our hands.

Beyoncé turns to me and smiles, tilting her head.

"You so beautiful, baby. Both a y'all."

"Thank you. You too, my love. You ready?"

I nod. I'm in a black pantsuit that fits a little baggy (that's the style) it's open in the front showing some cleavage. I have no top on under except for a black bralette. Along with some black heels.

"Okay, my star, go get my purse for me please." Beyoncé sets Jazz down on the floor and our daughter runs off.

I hug Beyoncé as close as I can. My stomach is slightly pressed against hers and I feel a slight kick from our daughter.

"She's hungry."

"Yup."

"C'mon, lemme help you to the car."

We all grab the last of our things and head downstairs.

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"Bye, babygirl." Beyoncé waves our daughter off and Jazmine looks at her, sort of helpless.

"Bye, baba."

I have her on my hip with her backpack as I walk into Ari and Robyn's house.

"Can you pick me up fast?"

At first I didn't understand Jazmine, but she says jt again.

"Yes, baba and I will go on this date first." I kiss her cheek.

The schedule is usually two weeks with Beyoncé and eye and two weeks with Robyn. As much as we both love our baby and would love to keep her with us all the time, she needs equal time between us.

I set her on the ground and watch as Robyn comes down the steps. Not as animated as she usually is when greeting our daughter.

"Hey."

I can't get over those text messages.

Jazmine runs over to hug Robyn's stomach and quickly pulls away when Robyn goes to hug her.

Jazmine just goes off to her bedroom.

"Baby, why didn't you say hi, to mommy?" I ask.

She's gone up the steps and at this point, Robyn can handle it because I don't want to be any later for our date.

"Have a good night, Robyn."

"Night, Nika."

I get back in the car after shutting the front door.

"I miss my star already." Beyoncé says.

"Me too. Come on, I can tell you two are hungry."