I made kissing sounds. "Come on ayvatar."
He was so little. He immediately ran off to explore the house. Sora and Roxas are friendly so hopefully theres no trouble.
"I want a dog now." Billie muttered.
"Shh.." I pressed my finger to my lips. "Do you hear that?"
Jahseh was blasting that 'oh my god' song.
I took out my phone and walked up the stairs. I peeked into the room and saw Jah dancing while Jamal jumped on the bed.
"Run them bands up, I run them bands up, I run my bands up. He don't want no smoke, he don't want no cancer. Go get your bands up!" Jah sung to Jamal.
Yeah, im recording all dis.
"GOOINNGG DOOOWWNN! SHES GOOIIINNNGG DOOWWWN. MUNCH, GOING DOOOWNN."
Billie giggled. "Jesus christ, you got him whipped."
"I'm technically his wife so of course I got him whipped." I joked.
"He proposed?!" Billie shouted, shocked. "Already?"
I stood up. "Whatchu mean? I meant like I'm basically his wife since I live and got a kid with him...Billie You good?"
Jah came out. "How long y'all been here stalking us?"
I chuckled and pecked his lips. "Long enough. You cute."
He smacked my ass. "You sexy."
We turned to Billie amd she held her hamd over her heart. "I- oh shit. Im sorry Jahseh."
He furrowed his brows. "What?"
"Nothing." She sighed.
I shrugged. "Nah lemme play some REAL music!"
"My shit ain't real?" He laughed.
"Hush!"
I searched up a classic ass song ALL MEXICANS KNOW.
I grabbed Jahseh hands.
"Bae i don't dance."
"Shut up and let me teach you." I rolled my eyes.
Billie sat down next to Jamal. "Yo momma finna put on a show, lil jahseh." She turned to us. "I used to go to all the Mexican parties wit her! I already know the steps."
"Just move your hips." I told him.
He laughed. "Tahaha, ma ion know dis."
I grabbed his hand and made him twirl me. "Just move along with me, the beat will find you."
Just so y'all get a glimpse on how to dance cumbia or how it looks like, here.😃
Us mexicans do get lit, please invite us to parties😔
"The beat will find me? Baby, I make the beat." He chuckled.
"Mama meee!" Jamal reached up for me.
I carried him and danced to the music. "Damn babyboy, you dance better than ya daddy!"
