I Want To Be With You...Everywhere

Chapter 57: Birthday Celebration {2/2}

"Hi ladies, you both look gorgeous," Stevie met them as her daughter, Simona and Osmond made their way.

"Thanks," Simona responded with a cheeky smile.

"Thank you, mama," Ameera kissed her mom's face.

"And you're looking quite handsome, Angel---" Stevie winked at him as she tangled her fingers with Ameera.

"So how's baby?" Simona asked as they walked.

"Since I found out about him, he's been active. Not one day goes without him drop-kicking me," Stevie laughed.

Simona was the only other human to know about the baby's gender and why.

"Awe, that's adorable," she smiled.

"Where's daddy?" Ameera asked.

"He's inside already hanging out with Mick and John. People have been arriving since you left to get ready."

"Told you I was late," Ameera nudged her sister-friend.

"I know," she let her hands fall to her side with a smile. "But it wouldn't be right if you were on time."

Ameera chuckled. "Very true... Anyway mama, you look cute."

"Awe thanks," she wrapped an arm around her daughter's shoulders, which pulled Simona further in, since Ameera was holding her hand. Stevie was just dressed head to toe in black chiffon. She had platform tennis shoes on to relieve her back pain. She also had a very original witch hat with purple feathers and a silver specks of glitter. "All your friends and... ours are here," she chuckled with a light shrug.

"That's good to hear, I thought a lot of people would decline. It's Wednesday," Ameera rose a brow.

"Who's really gonna turn down a Mac party?" Simona practically leered.

"That's true," Osmond smiled.

"Well, I gues--" Ameera paused as she took in the amount of people in the hall. "I guess nobody," she chuckled.

They all laughed.

"Let's go," Simona took her hand and they bolted to the dance floor.

"Whoo, sorry mom," Ameera yelped before she had disappeared. She had almost knocked her mom down from Simona's pull.

"Ya good?" Osmond chuckled.

"I'm fine," she laughed. "I'm glad she is having some fun. She can be too introverted like her dad sometimes and she closes herself off."

"I see that," Osmond mentioned.

"And so are you! why don't you go mess around a bit?" Stevie nudged her daughter's boyfriend.

He chuckled. "I will---I'll hang out with her when she is done dancing. I know that won't be long."

"Especially not in that corset," Stevie pointed out.

"My money's on Simona. She is gonna be a slippery mess in that thing," he mentioned.

"I wouldn't doubt it," she chuckled. "Excuse me," she pardoned herself as she finally spotted her husband and band mates.

"Hey you," Lindsey held a bright smile as he took in his glowing wife.

"Hi handsome, I'm glad one of us is sober because, you my friend have been guzzling it all back," she joked.

"He's celebrating!" John slurred beside him with a laugh as he raised his glass to clink with Lindsey's.

Lindsey held it out and took a gulp of his whiskey-coke before he draped an arm around Stevie as he tucked her close. He kissed the side of her head. "I'm having a great time!" he responded. He was quite passed a buzz and it wasn't even midnight yet.