California Love

Chapter Thirty Nine

|Jayceon's POV|

"You found your dress and your bridesmaid's dresses," Mom Marchelle asked her. Mom Marchelle is like a 3rd grandma to Kristyana and we managed to fly her out to help us out with our wedding, since she is a wedding coordinator. 

"Yes ma'am. I've picked out my bridesmaids dresses and I have found my dress," she grinned. She hugged Mom Marchelle and kissed her cheek.

"Jayceon and I want to thank you for everything that you've done and will continue to do. So we've decided to get you a lil some some," she smiled her beautiful smile. She grabbed her by her hand and took her outside. I followed her with the keys to Mom Marchelle's new Benz. Mom Marchelle jumped for joy when I handed her the keys to her new car. She hugged me first then kissed Kristyana's cheek and hugged her too. We finished up with the setting the wedding up, getting out invites, reserving the venue, choosing the groomsmen and their suits, our color, everything along those lines. We bought a guest book, thank you cards, and some gifts for certain guests. We decided to have a rehearsal dinner before the wedding. 

"Where do you want to do it? Do you think we can do it at the Jefferson Street Mansion?" 

"I don't want to do it there. We can find a hotel near here and do it there. Or no no, it's summer, let's have a barbecue. We can do it here, the evening before. How does that sound?" She agreed and started coming up with people we would invite. 

"So close family, close friends, we'll have to fly them out like the day before. The ceremony will be on a Saturday so try to get everybody out here by say, Friday?" I agreed and wrote all this down. 

"What if they can't get out here on Thursday? We can fly them out here on Friday and have the barbecue at like 5:30, you down?"

"I fucks with it man," she dapped me up like we boys or something. She looked down at her stomach and started talking to our son. 

"Hey little man, Mommy's gonna snapback after she has you because I not gonna be fat, no sir mister. My little prince, I can't wait to meet you." She kissed the palm of her hand and placed it on her stomach. 

"Shit, this lil man kicking me. Don't reject my love baby boy, come here baby. Come feel it, hopefully he doesn't stop before you get here." I walked over to her and she grabbed my hand. She placed it on her stomach and I felt our baby boy kicking. 

"Lil man, Daddy loves you. Everybody else gone love you too." I kissed her stomach and then kissed my fiancee. I can't wait for him to meet his family. 

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|Kristyana's POV| 

"So you know Odell moved close to us right?" 

"He moved out here," Makayla's eyes widened. 

"Yes man, it's awkward but shit, Jay already knows about us. Where's Demond?" She rolled her eyes and grabbed a bowl. 

"Girl, I don't know. He said he was going to the store, he's taking too long and there wasn't even that much on the list." I gave her a look and she knew exactly what it meant. 

"Not in a million years, I'll body his light bright ass," she laughed and handed me a fork and a bowl. 

"That's what I said about Mason but whoop-dee-doo, he fuckin' cheated. He probably said the same about me but it's all cool," I laughed and took a bite of the mac and cheese she made. 

"I know he isn't, he ain't that crazy. How's your light bright?" I choked on the mac and cheese. 

"Chris? Man, I just talked to him yesterday and I invited him to the wedding. He's doing good and he said he would stop by so I can see Royalty. I miss that girl," I put the fork down and looked at Makayla. 

"I can't believe I'm 29 having my first child. Actually, I can't believe I'm 29, I'm gonna be 30 in 6 months," I laughed. 

"Girl, I AM 30, good thing I look like I'm 26," she stuck her tongue out. We laughed and continued to eat. 

"Hey did you wish Mason a happy birthday," she asked. I choked once again, she was being funny. 

"You're not funny, why didn't you go to Chris's party? He was asking about you and everybody asked about you." 

"Demond and I had a little date and then a big afterparty," she laughed. 

"You're nasty. I can't talk though because I don't know how many 'afterparties' you've listened to between me and my boyfriends. When I say boyfriends, I mean Chris, Mason, and Jay." We both laughed once again. She came over and sat in the bar stool next to me. She looked at my stomach and put her hand on it. 

"God Mommy can't wait to meet you, I'm gonna be right there when you come out of Mommy," she laughed. She kissed my cheek and hugged me. 

"Have you came up with any names?"

"No not yet, maybe I'll be like one of those women who give birth in movies and come up with the baby's name at the hospital. Or I could just call him no name," I giggled. She gave me a look, basically telling me to shut up. 

"Okay okay, I'm sorry. But no I haven't and hopefully Jay will agree to whatever I come up with." 

"Yeah because you know your husband is lowkey picky." I shook my head and laughed, but she was absolutely right.