His Life |Sequel To His Assistant|

Chapter Thirteen

|Jasmine|

"You gotta support her neck, baby." I said, watching CJ hold Chyna.

"I got it mama, I'm a pro, I'm a pro." He said, feeding her a bottle.

The twins were two months old, and we were still getting adjusted to having two new born babies in the house.

"Chres, can you bring me my pump?" I yelled.

Soon Chrystal came running across the hall with it in her hand.

"Um daddy said to be quiet, he just got Chwis to go to sleep." She said, her little dimples showing.

"Thank you, baby." I kissed her cheek.

She ran back across the hall.

"Okay Ew mama. You can have her back. She spit up on me." CJ said, handing me Chyna.

I giggled. "Get used to it, baby boy."

"Auntie, you need anything?" Ashton asked, walking in.

"Nah Ash. I think I'm good for right now. Im gonna try to get her to sleep, then get started on dinner."

She shook her head. "Nope, I'll do dinner tonight."

"Are you sure, Ash?" I asked, lying Chyna in her bassinet.

"I'm sure, you just sit back and relax." She said walking out.

I sat back and look into the bassinet.

I was about to lay down until Chyna started crying for the millionth time today.

"Where my God twins at?" I heard ray yelling.

"Shhhh Uncle Ray!" Chrystal whispered- yelled. "The baby sweeping."

"Excuse me lil Jazzy fizzle. Looking just like ya mama." He replied.

He walked into the room, leaning over the bassinet.

"Ray please don't mess with her. I just got her quiet." I sighed.

He picked her up anyways. She stayed quiet though.

"Hey lil Chy Chy." He said in a baby voice.

Ray was goofy as hell, but he was really good with kids.

"Ray when you gone settle down and have you two or three lil rays?" I asked.

He whipped his neck in my direction. "Never. See that's why I like other people's babies, cause at the end of the day, I can give 'em back."

He sat Chyna back in her bassinet.

"You a trip, Ray." I laughed.

"I know. I'm a trip with no damn luggage." He laughed walking out.

Soon Chresanto came walking in with Christian.

"I'm pretty sure he's hungry for some of that titty milk." He said, handing him to me.

I laughed and shook my head, latching Christian on so that he could be fed.

"So you okay today?" He asked.

"Chres, I'm fine. Okay?"

"I'm just making sure, Jaz. I just don't want you to be down and not tell me. That's all."

I nodded my head. "I know, I know."

He got quiet.

"So you have court in four days..." He said softly. "You gonna be okay to get up on the stand?"