Chapter Nine

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Nicki's POV

Ugghhh this woman is doing something to me, but unfortunately it was time for us to get going, so I couldn't harp on breakfast and how she held onto me for too long. Everyone had on blue denim and white tanks, we had costume shirts at the place to wear. The girl wore jean skorts, so I wore a jean skirt making sure to put black shorts under neath. With and white tank top, this was a kids party so I put on some white chucks and called it a day. I let me silk press down applying lip gloss and I was ready. I left out my room after grabbing my phone and purse.

When I got to the foyer I was the last one to get there. My eyes landed on Giselle well Beyonces and she was already looking at me. She had on some mom jeans a white shirt tucked in with some white black Balenciagas. She licked her lips eyeing my thighs looking up to my face. I felt my face heat up and she sent me a smirk before gesturing for us to leave. I joined them at the door, the kids and I put first she behind us.  She lead us to an all black sleek looking truck. We put the kids in their respective seats and she opened my door for me helping me climb in beings that this truck show my height challenge. She snickered a bit while helping me making me mug her. She quickly shut up closing my door jogging around the car to the drivers side hopping in.

As we drive to the outdoor venue I noticed how smoothly she drove. Like she had finesse even on the road, I licked my lips at the sight of her hands gripping the steering wheel. I guess I was staring too long and got caught cause she chuckled and the raspiness behind the chuckle made me tingle all over. I gulped turning me attention away from her looking out the window.

"Oni will big Oni be coming tuhday?" Blue asked making me smile at the mention of my mother.

"Who's big Oni?" Beyonce questioned.

"Oh my mom." Nicki said looking over at the older woman, before looking back to blue.

"I can ask her if you want." I said making the three of them nod. Sometimes when I visit my mom I take them with me. She loves them already constantly asking about them, it's really nice.  I turned back in my seat texting my mom to see if she'd like to come.

"What she say?" Beyonce asked glancing at me as we got off on the exit.

"She said yea she could come but she needs a ride." She nodded pulling out her phone, unlocking it with her face handing me her phone.

"Go into my recent calls and call my momma." I mean I could have just called from my phone but whatever. I did as told but couldn't help my eyes from seeing the Jess contact pop up a lot. I shrugged off the nagging feeling of jealousy brewing in the pit of my stomach, and called her mom.

"Yes j-"

"Aye ma you on speaker chill with allat." She said making the kids laugh.

"Well what would you like Beyonce?" You could hear her putting things in her car.

"Can you get big Oni, dammit, Onika mother for us."

"Oh yes I meant to bring that up yesterday with Nicki." Ms Tina said. I texted the address once she hung up and we made it to the venue. We got out the car and the twins clung to me while blue held onto her mother. We went in to a large office space and I was introduced to a Darkskin tall woman who name is Kelly. Then I met someone named Rihanna and Angie popped out but Angie engulfed me in a hug.

"Heyyy boo. You looking good." She said making me smile hard.

"Thank Ang. You looking good ya self." I said hyping her up.

"Lord do not big Angela's head more then it already is." Kelly spoke earning a middle finger from Ang.

"It's always them skinny tall heffas." Ang said making us all laugh. Beyonce went somewhere and came back with cloth black and gold jerseys the front said Honey's Bees Bash and the back had who we were to the twins. Mines had Nanny Bee, Blues was Sister Bee. Beyonce said Mama Honey, Kelly and Rihs said Auntie bee and Ang had the fun cousin bee. Beyonce held one more shirt but before I could ask who was it for, a girl around my age came in the room, she had beyonces whole face.

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