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Ailani's POV
For the remainder of the night, it seemed liked Abel and I did nothing but chill. There were times where he brushed up against me, but I didn't entertain his antics. Asad was asleep in the swing next to me, god he was the sweetest baby I'd ever come in contact with.
I found myself staring at him, as usual, and thought about how Cierra could even give up on such a blessing like Asad. I wish she were there for him, hell I haven't heard anything from her since she left him with me. In the end, it's her loss, and I'm more than happy to come behind and pick up the slack.
"You're looking at him again, what're you thinking about?" Abel asks as he glanced up at me from my lap.
I shook my head from side to side and gave him a slight smirk, combing my fingers through his locs. They were soft as cotton, but thick as heck. "Nothing, I'm just happy to have my favorite boys around."
He grinned, sitting up a little and planting a kiss on my cheek. "I think we should go out. I'm tired of going to clubs, maybe somewhere like the C.N. Tower."
I frowned. "What's that?"
"It's this skyscraper, and on the very top there's a restaurant that overlooks the entire city. Cool part is that it spins, so you get a full three-sixty view."
That actually sounds like it could be nice and similar to the restaurant I went to in Atlanta called the Sun Dial.
"I would love to go, but what are we gonna do with Asad? I don't trust leaving him with a total stranger."
Abel sat up, fixing the neck of the button down shirt and grabbed his phone from the opposing table. "Problem solved. Go find something elegant, but sexy to slip on."
Who the hell does he think he is?
I scoffed as I stood and grabbed my phone and headed upstairs into the bedroom. I sorted through my luggage until I found the little black dress with spaghetti straps and cut out back. I knew it would come in handy.
I grabbed the baby monitor and took it into the bathroom with me. Not that I didn't trust Abel around Asad, but I liked to feel at ease being able to look on even if I wasn't in his presence; in other words it's really just for security.
I stripped myself of the tank top and fitted leggings and stepped inside the shower, letting the warm water trickle down my spine and run off into the drain.
I tilted my head back, and with a gentle rub of my neck, I felt slightly better. Honestly I've been tense as heck for the past couple of days, really weeks. Asad coming into my life only piled on more, which I love him to pieces, it's just he didn't come at the most ideal time.
