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Beyoncé's POV
"Bey, please? I know it's last minute." Solange pleaded.
"I have studio time with Y/n and Dream today Solo." I whined. "He's not gonna be a problem." She continued to beg.
About 10 minutes ago, she had gotten a last minute call from a record label saying that they wanted to meet with her in about an hour if possible, and of course her ass agreed knowing damn well she had no one to watch Julez. So now she's sitting here begging for me to babysit him just minutes before I was about to leave to go to the studio.
Don't get me wrong, I love my nephew, but his bad ass can't be still even if he was glued to a seat. "You know that's not true." I threw my head back. He's too energetic for his own good.
As if he knew we were talking about him, we heard a loud thud coming from the kitchen. "Solange." I deadpanned, dropping my shoulders. Julez was only three years old and he's in that phase where he's just constantly running around, touching, and knocking stuff down.
I was just hoping that it wasn't anything valuable that just hit the ground. "I'm sure it's nothing."
And she was right, he had just simply knocked down a bar stool. "You gonna be good for Auntie BB?" She cooed to him as she picked him up and bounced him up and down in her arms. "Solange, no." I said turning around to leave the kitchen.
"C'mon you and Y/n need the practice." She smirked, stopping me in my tracks.
"Me and Y/n aren't having any kids anytime soon." I rolled my eyes. "Really? With the way y'all stay active I would have never thought. Right Julez? Auntie BB stays active." She said playing around with him, knowing that he was completing unaware of what we were talking about.
"It makes good workout." I stuck my tongue out and walked away in the process. I heard an 'ew' from behind me as if she wasn't the one with the kid in her arms. "Ew." We heard Julez mock her, making us pause and burst into laughter.
"No but really, you've never thought about having kids? With Y/n?"
"Of course, but Solo me and Y/n aren't marri- but y'all are engaged." She cut me off. "That's basically marriage." She continued, wearing a grin on her face.
"No, it's not."
"I want to enjoy my 20's, my engagement, and my marriage. I don't wanna rush to have babies, we're not ready." I packed my purse up and grabbed my keys.
