OPEN UP(MEGYONCÉ)

TWENTY-SEVEN

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One Week Later....

HOUSTON/ TX

Bey Pov

I had been planning the date for almost a week.

Not because I didn't know what Megan liked. She knew exactly what Megan liked.

The problem was that I wanted everything to be perfect.

I stood in the middle of the backyard, staring at the setup I had spent hours putting together. A small table sat beneath a canopy of warm string lights. There were flowers in the middle, little candles around the edges, and a blanket spread across the grass with pillows scattered on top.

I tilted her head. "Something's missing."

A tiny voice answered from behind her.

"Cookies."I turned around.

Azari stood there holding a plate with both hands. She had somehow managed to get cookie crumbs all over her pajamas.

I raised an eyebrow and giggled slightly."Those are supposed to go on the table."

She looked down at the plate."I was checking if they were good." I laughed.
"You've checked six of them." I said shaking my head.

"They all tasted different." She said with a smirk. Azari has been slowly coming back out of her shell after everything that has happened recently. I'm so proud of her.

"They were the same cookies." she shrugged nonchalantly. "Still different."
I shook her head, smiling.

"Okay, little chef. Put the plate on the table." she carefully walked toward the table, taking tiny steps.

"Don't drop them," I called. "I won't!" She said confidently. She made it to the table and proudly placed the plate down.

I clapped softly. "Perfect my angel"Azari looked around. "Is Mommy coming now?"

"Not yet sweetheart" I said softly. "When?" She said impatiently.

"Soon honey, soon"

"How soon?" I smiled."You've asked me that about twenty times." I said, knowing she was definitely getting impatient.

"Because I need to know." She said crossing her arms.

"You'll know when she gets here." I told her. "I think you should tell me."I laughed. This girl can be so bossy sometimes and I think it's so cute.

"You're four. Why are you negotiating with me?" I questioned. "Because I'm helping."She said popping her hip.

"You are helping." She has a point she did help."Then I should know." I don't even know myself to tell her.

I crouched down beside her. "Okay. Here's your next job."Her eyes widened with excitement.

"What?"

"You have to put these flowers on the blanket." I handed her a small basket filled with flowers.

She looked extremely serious, looking just like her mommy.

"Where?" She asked.

"Anywhere you think looks pretty." I told her. She immediately began placing flowers around the blanket.

One near a pillow.

Another beside the basket.

Then one directly in the middle of the blanket.