"Hey daddy's baby! How we feeling this morning?" I saw my daughter look up at me with a smile on her face. I picked her up out of her crib and went to the kitchen where I smelled breakfast cooking.
I saw Rayne at the stove, swaying her hips to an old Isley Brothers song. I tried to sneak up behind her but my child would make a noise to get Rae's attention as soon as we got behind her.
"Good morning pumpkin!" She turned around and gave our daughter multiple kisses on the cheek making her giggle.
"Leave some for daddy." I closed my eyes and puckered my lips but felt nothing but air. I opened one eye to see that Rayne had turned her back to me and resumed cooking.
"Don't make me take it."
She shrugged her shoulders so I grabbed her face pulling it to mine, roughy kissing her. Let's just say I got carried away.
"Chill. That's how we got her." She told me.
"You know you're freaky ass like it." I whispered in her ear then smacked her ass and gripped it.
Paisley squealed at me and made a face.
"Who you yelling at? That's how you got here." She started to pout as if she was going to cry. "Don't you do it faker." She started crying with no tears, just making noise.
"All right, how about this? Your daddy rich and your mama good looking." I told trying to get her to stop.
"Boy, give me my baby and stop." As soon as Rayne got her, she got quiet and laid her head on Rayne's shoulder. "And finish this up for me please."
"Can I have a kiss first?" She pecked my lips a couple of times. "Don't tease me baby."
"You're so stupid." She laughed and gave me another kiss then walked away to go set the table.
I turned the stove off and put the food on our individual plates. This is the life right here, me waking up with my two favorite ladies by my side, I finally got a Superbowl with more to come, I'm just happy and living the life that was intended for me.
"Odell!" I heard a voice say, but it wasn't Rayne's.
I felt something soft hitting my head at full force, repeatedly.
"Odell wake up!" She hit me the pillow once more, waking me out of my sleep.
"What, Aaliyah? Damn." I groaned, stretching my body out.
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