we met via our daughters.

36.

— dave's pov:

she smiled as i walked in, in a brown satin top and bottoms with AF1s paired on my feet.

"what's up with this brown theme?" she laughed.

"cause we having a brown baby?".

"we're as light as lightbulbs. our baby is gonna be pale as day".

he chuckled "nah nah. it's just the theme go ahead with it".

"i am im wearing this sexy dress you bought. you do remember your family is gonna be there".

"yeah i do. it's just a lil thigh that's all".

"and a lot of ass" she said turning to the side.

"damn" i smirked.

she looked at me like with a really? face.

i chuckled "man you look good and my parents won't care trust me. they love you too much to give a fuck".

she was still unsure but ignored it as she continued with her hair and makeup.

i watched her from the bed as i listened out for the girls footsteps.

"you're so gorgeous kamryn" i spoke up watching as she smiled through the mirror.

"thank you" she smiled.

"you're welcome" i replied.

"you think i should do pink and blue eye shadow or just keep the make up basic".

"whatever you wanna do baby".

"daviddd!!" she moaned "not helpful at all!".

"damnn my bad beloved".

she laughed "i'll probably go bare faced. i want to be all natural today. celebrate my babies in pure form".

i nodded "whatever you wanna do".

"the girls ready?".

"they should be. they're probably stuck playing in their hair".

she shook her head "your ass needs to learn. once these two come i can't do it all".

"you won't be most def. you gotta teach me though cause i can't do all them edges and braids and shit".

she laughed "you should. it would save you money" as she ran her fingers through my fresh braids.

i shrugged "i prefer the comfort".

"i understand" she nodded reaching for some sandals.

"it's january beloved" i laughed.

"my feet are too fat to go into closed shoes".

"they're slightly swollen not fat kam".

"i'm wearing sandals, i don't care, plus i look cute".