𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 | 𝐃.𝐄.

26

One month later.

"Wake up fat mama." Saint kissed Imani's face a few times, and she stirred in her sleep, before frowning in worry, looking down at her twins who slept close to her body.

"It's okay. It's just time to get up." His voice rasped, and she rubbed her eye as he kissed her lips.

"What time is it? It's still dark." She mumbled, sitting up, wrapping her arms around his neck in a small hug, making him smile.

"4:45. Time for us to go." He told her, pulling her up from the bed, and she nodded, stretching.

Saint kept an eye on the babies as she went to brush her teeth, and get dressed in a pair of his boxers and his shirt.

"Stop showing favoritism to my son asshole." Imani chuckled, seeing Mekhi dressed in a long sleeved jumper, on Saint's chest.

"Girl I got Lai dressed too. Don't play." He waved her off, and she smiled, picking up an awake Solaí, who rubbed at her face, though her hand was covered.

"Good morning stinky." Imani buried her face in her neck, kissing it a few times, obsessed with her natural infant scent.

Solaí yawned, resting her head on Imani's chest, making Saint smile.

"The bags already in the truck. Come on fat ma." He grabbed Imani's hand, and she let him lead the way out of the room, towards the front door.

Saint locked up the house, before joining Imani in the large luxury RV, closing the door behind him.

"It's warm in here. How long you been up?" Imani asked, feeling the heat set in since it was freezing outside.

"An hour. I had to let it warm up and get the bags and shit in. I grabbed your milk from the fridge too. In case you too sleepy to breast feed." He told her, placing an asleep Mekhi down in the vehicle safe crib.

"I'm okay. I don't think either of them is fully awake anyway." She mumbled, laying Solaí down as well, pulling the blanket over them.

Saint made sure the built in crib was tightly secured, before him and Imani made their way to the front of the RV.

"I'm excited." She gleefully spoke, buckling her seatbelt as Saint pulled off from the side of the street.

"Yeah? For what, the food?" He smiled over at her, laughing once she nodded.

"I love how you make literally all my dreams come true. I can't wait to marry you." She mumbled, turning sideways in her seat, placing her feet in his lap.

"Got to. You made mine come true first." He told her, glancing at the crib in the rearview mirror.

"Yeah, I did. Cause I'm that gworl." She stuck her tongue out, and he laughed, nodding.

"Saint, can I ask you something?" She kept her eyes on his face as he kept his on the semi empty long freeway.

"Yes?" He confusedly chuckled, glancing over at her.

"Are you afraid of Rose?" She asked, referring to their daughter, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"What?" He took another glance at her, still confused.

"I know I be kidding about showing favoritism to Mekhi, but you really do. You help a lot with Solaí, but it's obvious something is holding you back from really being with her. Are you afraid?" She asked, and his jaw clenched, keeping his eyes on the road.