𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑

yankees

Anika POV
"Good morning baby." Andre wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me into a big hug

"You were amazing last night, I ain't know you could do all of that girl." He added, placing a kiss on my cheek

Is it bad that I feel regretful for sleeping with him? I mean I know that he's my husband and all but, it just doesn't feel right like it should. This might sound crazy but with Billie I feel... natural? Maybe I'm just talking

"Mhmm honey.." I gave him a fake smile

"Hey, I gotta train late at the gym cause you know we're going against Utah in two weeks-I shouldn't be back too late. You gonna wait up for me?" Andre finally let me go

"Babe it depends on what time you get back, you know I like my beauty sleep." I responded

"You're right. You sholl is beautiful too, I'll try not to get back to late aight?" He kissed my cheek

"Okay Dre." I replied

"Good morning mom...and dad." Shiloh rolled his eyes at Andre as he walked in

"You okay Shiloh?" I asked the curly haired boy

"Yep." Shiloh replied, his glaring eyes never leaving Andre

"Okay uhm... I've got a gym to get to." Andre walked off, nervousness lacing his face

"Honey what's going on with you and your father?" I asked Shiloh

"Nun." Shiloh muttered

"Mama." Jupiter walked up to me and tugged on the bottom of my robe

"Hey princess. Good morning." I picked her up then placed a kiss on her forehead

She looks so much like me I'm glad I finally have a twin. Shiloh looks like the spitting image of Andre and Sadé looks like a mix between both of us but he favors my skin tone.

"Good morning mama." Jupiter pecked me on the cheek

"Did she already wash up?" I asked Shiloh

"Yeah she took a shower before me." He replied

"Ok." I replied

After I was done cooking breakfast I handed out plates, ate, then cleaned up the kitchen, front room, my bedroom and the bathroom then took another shower.

Rasta Pasta: Good morning Anika. I was wondering if you'd be up to go to the Yankees Baseball game with me this afternoon, I got front row tickets.

Me: Sorry Billie! I'd love to but I got the kids today, maybe another time?

Rasta Pasta: why don't you just bring them with you? I always buy out the section

Me: I'm not quite sure that's a good idea. My kids are VERY nosey, I don't need them running their mouths to their father.

Rasta Pasta: like their father could step to me☠️

Me: Billie I know you think you're a macho Italian and stuff but my husband's 6'5, 190, athletic and from the hood.

Rasta Pasta: just listed a bunch of things that do not matter.

Me: I'm trying to keep you safe...