Being a Daddy {FIN}

XXV.

Beyoncé, Thanksgiving.

"Have you been thinking of names?" Jay asked as he caressed my growing belly.

"Yeah, have you?"

"Yeah."

"What you got?" I asked sitting up.

"Um... For a boy, Chris and a girl, Brianna."

"That's cute."

"You don't like it, do you?"

I laughed. "No, they're cool names but too common, you know?"

"OHHH! So like, Shaniqua or Bonqui-qui?"

"Are you serious?" I yelled and hit him.

"You wanted something different." He shrugged. "Come on, we have to get ready to go."

"Aw, what time is it?" I whined.

"3:12"

"Damn, I didn't even realize we were talking for that long."

"Yeah so let's hurry up." He rushed.

We showered and got dressed in 45 minutes thanks to Jay's rushing. "You ready?" He asked for the 30th time.

"Yes." I finally answered. "Why are you in such a rush?"

"I'm excited, I guess. I've never really had a thanksgiving."

"AWWW! I hope this one goes well, babe." I kissed him and he open the doors for me.

"Hey, Mama!" I yelled and walked into the house with Jay right behind me.

"Oh, my baby!" She pulled me into a hug. "I haven't seen you in a long time."

"Nonesense." I giggled. She says that every time I come here. "You remember Shawn?" I asked pointing at him.

"Yes, your... friend?"

"Yeah, but the gag is..." I looked around dramatically before continuing. "He's my boyfriend now." I whispered.

"No surprise there." She laughed. "How are you, son?"

"I'm good. How are you?" He asked hugging her.

"Great!" We moved past her and spoke to Solange.

"Hey little sister."

"Beyoncé."

"Don't be rude."