(A beynika love story)
I gasp, feeling her lips against neck, taking my bottom lip between my teeth, my hands placed securely on her shoulders as she wrapping my list drunken legs around her waist.
"Bey"
"Bey"
"You know that's not my name."
"Daddy...
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Today is Giselles three month check up, and mines. So I got up early and made breakfast. While the kids ate, I ironed the kids and Ming's uniform. My mom had to work a double shift yesterday so Ming slept over and I'm dropping her off to school. Speaking of Ming, I'm so proud of her, because she transferred from another country they wanted to keep her back, but she took the placement test and scored above proficiency soooo my baby is a ninth grader. Bey and I hosted a lil dinner in her honor, she really fell right in place in this family.
I still get upset when u think about her living so far away from us but God works in mysterious ways. Bey panning that trip helped us fill a whole I didn't even know was missing.
Nika, can I have another pancake?" Ming asked. I smiled going to wash my hand, going back to grab her plate and put another pancake on it. I gave her, the plate back and she thanked me. After a while Bey came down holding G. I went and grabbed G and gave her the plate I made for her and she sat down with the kid while I started to nurse G, and eating a bowl of fruit.
Once G, pushed my boo away, I lifted her against my chest patting her back lightly earning a few burps in succession. I took her up to our room taking her in the bathroom, stopping up the sink, while laying her on the changing table. I undid her onesie pulling it off softly. I wet her rag in the warm water putting baby soap on it wiping her down really good, rinsing the wash cloth re wiping her. Then I undid her pamper, careful of her pissing on me. She done got us at least 7 times and then she laughs. I wipe her private area good before putting a fresh pamper on. I lotion her up, putting on a fresh onesie.
My baby all clean." I kiss her little cheeks watching her gummy smile. I laid her on her receiving blanket, slipping on a pair of white socks. Then I put her grey joggers on, with her black long sleeve shirt, with a grey polo baby hat. I looked that her outfit realizing this ain't what I picked out but I know if I change it she gone get fussy. Oh yea G does not like clothes like at all, so if she let you get her dressed be thankful.
BEYONCE!" two seconds later she was jogging in the room. Her eyes drifted to G.
"Awww there mama lil baby."
"Yea mama lil baby stud. Why this outfit bey?"
"Don't she look cute. Oh aaaand look." She took G in the closet and came back a minute later, why did G now have on a tiny gold rope chain. I'm not gonna lie, our lil baby stud looked cute.
"No you did not."
"You I definitely did." She gave G kisses and the action made my heart warm. I always loved seeing her with the kids, but watching her with G did something to me. While she handled G I hurried and hoped in the shower, when I was finished I got dressed in a pair of leggings my Ugg slides and one of Bey Ivy park hoodies. When I came out the bathroom I was met with a dressed Bey, whose outfit was identical to G's except she had on a v-neck short sleeve. Bey was looking real daddish, and if by the end of the check up, I wasn't pregnant I'd let her put a baby in me after.
