Pretty Is

15) Celebration

"Jehari, get dressed in something nice." I instructed her after we woke up from a nap.

"Whyyy?" She whined like a child.

"Noelle you better get yo ass up and get dressed! Son in law gone lay the pipe down if you don't." Mama yelled from her room.

"Mama!" Jehari and I said simultaneously.

"What? I was young once. And child, Big Daddy laid it down faithfully. I miss Big Daddy."

"Mama, go to sleep."

"Jehari you act like you don't like the dizniyee. Betchu his pipe game as good as his head game. Romeo you like giving my baby sloppy toppy?"

I laid on the floor laughing as Jehari tried to get Mama to be quiet. I was laughing so hard I had to crawl to her room.

"Mama, no more Love and Hip Hop." Jehari sighed.

"Yeah Mama, I like giving Jehari sloppy toppy. Imma give her the diznick soon though."

"You better. She need some inches in her life."

I laid on my back laughing at her. Mama petty as hell and I loved it.

Jehari walked out of the room and I crawled after her.

"Shiiit! Rug burn!"

I examined my knee and shrugged. When bae got in the shower, I picked out my outfit for the night.

Faded Robins jeans, black and red Polo shirt, red Last Kings snapback, and Jordan Toro Bravo 4s.

Jehari came out of the bathroom in a black Victoria's Secret bra and panty set.

To keep myself from getting distracted, I went and took my shower and took care of my problem.

Once my body was clean, I dried my body and put on some black Calvin Klein boxers.

I got dressed and found myself downstairs with bae and Mama.

"Zammmn Zaddy! Lemme get them digits." I smacked Jehari's booty.

"Nah."

I laughed at her nonchalant attitude and examined her outfit. A red flared out dress, black cage heels, and a black clutch. Her hair stayed in it's curly state.

"You look beautiful babe."

"Thanks baby."

"I was talking to Mama. Nah, I play play."

She rolled her eyes and got into my Lexus.

"Ugh, she need some inches real bad." Mama mumbled.

"Real talk though."
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Everyone sat in a secluded spot in this nice restaurant, chatting amongst themselves. We'd all ordered and were now awaiting our meals.

Standing up, I cleared my throat.

"Aye, uh I just wanted to congratulate my baby on getting into the Atlanta Dance Academy. I'm proud of you baby. I also wanted to let you know that you have a rider. I love you Jehari Noelle."

I kissed her lips earning awes from people.

"Give her the D son!" Dad shouted.

"My virgin ears!"

Romello would shout that huh? He always doing stupid stuff.

"I want grandchildren." Ma said randomly.

"We'll get a puppy." I said, eating my chicken.

"No, I meant actual kids."

"One day Ma." I chuckled.

"So in six months?"

"Nope."

"Dang man." Mama snapped her fingers.

"Y'all got Romello."

"I don't like his wife." Ma rolled her eyes.

"Me neither. She a slutbucket." Mello said.

"You married her dumbass!" Dad shouted.

And that's how our night went. Random conversations and neither mothers having a filter on their mouths.

This part is also short. Chapter 16 will skip a year. See y'all tomorrow, niggas gotta sleep! G'Night!