Imani's POV
"Babe, the marriage license is issued 72 hours after the application is given to the Registrar's office." Brandon told me as he sat at his desk.
I couldn't help but be on clouds ninety-nine seeing him researching about marriage licenses. He was up since early this morning and had nothing on but basketball shorts and a tank top. What made him sexier was that he had on his glasses that he hated wearing and stared intently researching for our big day.
"Baby." He said again knocking me out of my thoughts.
"Hm?"
He laughed. "You didn't hear anything I said huh?"
"I'm sorry. What was it?"
"What day is it that you wanna get married?" He asked me.
After going further in thinking about it, I decided that I absolutely wanted to elope. I love our family so much, but getting married is something that would our families can be stressful. Besides, our union is between Brandon and I along with God so everybody who so desperately needs to be at the ceremony will be.
"I don't know, what date are you thinking?" I asked him looking on Pinterest for ideas for the ceremony.
We definitely want a planned wedding. Not one of those let's wake up and get it over with ones.
"Babe, the only date I could think of is too far away and I don't wanna wait." He told me and I remembered my journal.
I hopped up out of bed and grabbed a foot stool.
"What are you doing?" Brandon asked looking at me.
"Trying to reach." I grunted. "Why'd you have to put this stuff so high." I whined.
It seemed like he put everything that I wanted in the moment I wanted it far, far away.
"Yes." I said grabbing the bin and then going inside to grab my journal. I flipped through the pages quickly until I came across the date.
"This is our wedding date." I told him and he chuckled. "It falls on a Friday this year." I said to him looking in my phone.
"It's perfect baby." He told me and I began to feel a crazy sense of calm.
"I love you."
"I love you too." He told me and I hugged him tight.
"What do you want it to be like?" I asked him.
"It don't matter. If you and baby girl there it's beyond perfect." He said rubbing my belly.
"Close your eyes and think of our wedding day. What do you see?"
He sighed doing what I asked and breathed deeply. "I see you with your hair down and curly. A white dress and it showing off your belly. I see us on top of a mountain or something because I know you love pictures." He said. "What you see?"
I closed my eyes doing the same. "I see brown wooden floors and candles everywhere. I see us happy and smiling and just peaceful."
"So that's what you'll get." He told me kissing my forehead.
"This feels surreal." I admitted. "Like who would of thought that we'd be planning our wedding after everything that happened?"
"Me. I knew I loved you regardless of what we went through. We had to see the absolute best in one another, then the worse to realize we couldn't be without each other. I love you woman." He said and kissed me. "Even though you always gassy now and be practically pooping in your sleep." He said causing me to laugh.
"I can't help it. This little girl is making me gassy." I said and he laughed.
"I know babe, I'm not mad at it." He shrugged.
"Have you thought about names for her?" I asked him.
"Not really." He shrugged.
"Well, anything with Queen in the front of it is out." I joked.
"Damn, I'm gonna make sure I tell Pops what you said."
I laughed. "He'd never believe id say that." I told him.
"Let's see." He said face timing Pops.
The phone rung and he sent him to voicemail causing King to suck his teeth. I snickered and FaceTime him myself. He picked up after the first two rings.
"Hey Baby Doll." He said sitting at the counter top drinking something.
I laughed. "Hey Pops."
King snatched the phone. "Pops how you pick up for her and not me."
"Because I don't want to see my ugly ass son I wanna see my beautiful daughter and grand baby."
I smiled happily. "Aww Pops." I snatched the phone. "The baby and I are growing. Look." I told him and gave Brandon the phone so he could show him my belly.
"Wow Baby Doll. You really did get a belly over night." He said.
"I know and I'm so excited for her to come." I told him.
I can't wait for this little girl to make her grand entrance into our lives. I'm positive it'll change for all the better.
"I'm excited to. We gonna teach baby girl to play with guns." Pops said.
"No you're not!" Ma said and I laughed.
"Right, and hey Ma!"
"Nope. Don't Ma me. You haven't called to speak to me." She complained.
I rolled my eyes playfully. "I didn't call. Brandon did."
"Nope, I ain't trying to hear it." She said and I laughed.
"You can't tell a pregnant lady no." I reminded.
"Well, I told one today." she said and she laughed. "I'm playing baby. How you feeling?"
"Pregnant." I said laughing.
"You certainly are. When are we gonna see y'all?"
"Next week." Brandon said taking the phone.
"Next week? That's too long. Why don't y'all come over tonight?" She asked.
"I got stuff planned for us Mama but listen, that's not why I called."
"What you want boy?" His mom huffed. I can't believe she actually dropped not seeing us until next week.
"We was discussing names for Baby Girl right, and you know what y'all daughter say?" He asked looking at me.
"What?" Pops asked biting into the sandwich that say in front of him.
"She gonna talk bout some nothing with Queen in front of it. Like she tryna play us or something."
Mama busted out laughing. "Girl I said the same thing."
I laughed along with her and Pops and Brandon looked at us like it wasn't funny.
"Its a joke baby don't get all bent out of shape." I told him and kissed his cheek.
"Her name gon be Queen'A." He said and I shook my head.
"Nope."
"So what's gonna be her name?" He asked.
"I don't know but we'll figure it out. "
"Let's discuss it over dinner tonight. Okay? Bye." His mother said quickly hanging up before we could rebuttal.
I looked at him and he shook his head.
"I guess we going to family dinner." He said and I nodded.
"I'll go shower!"
~ Baby Girl name. What should it be?
~We are really eloping huh?
~ how do y'all think everybody gonna react?
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