"Babe... I don't know if I can have another baby." I said not wanting to break her heart
"I know baby girl... I know, I just... I guess we haven't been alone in so long that I'm scared of the prospect of us sharing a big ass home just the 2 Of us" I just leaned in and placed another kiss on her soft lips
"Mm" she moaned trying to deepen the kiss but I had to pull back.
"We will be fine, I promise. We'll be fine" I comforted her.
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Rihanna Fenty
"Yeah I'll be flying down there in 3 day"
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"No I'll be meeting with Jones in a week to discuss SavagexFenty"
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"Hahaha no man I'm on vacation still. Just tell Cynthia to reschedule that meeting for 3 days time"
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"Okay cool, bye"
I ended the call with my creative director Miller. My wife and I decided to fly straight from Barbados to Miami to spend more time together.
We had Amir stay in Malibu with Robin since the twins lived in college anyways.
"Yeah Chris Martin asked me to join him.... no no I'll only be performing one song then Bruno will perform too"
Bey was talking on the phone too while making a fruit salad. I entered the kitchen and sat at the island waiting for her to finish up
"Um Kels we'll talk later babe, iight"
She ended the call looking at me.
"What's the matter Baby?" She asked me looking concerned, I shrugged
"Nothing, I'm just thinking bout going back to work" I said. She made her way to me, I turned around on my seat and wrapped my arms around her perfect waist.
"Aww I know, it sucks but at least we both love our jobs so it's not that bad" I frowned making her smile at me. I'll never get tired of that
"Let's just quit our jobs, we have enough money to sustain us" I said making her laugh, but I was serious
"Don't laugh I'm serious... we can even work on that baby too" I said wiggling my eyebrows, she stopped laughing after.
She sighed, "babe-" she said but Interrupted her with a small kiss. I didn't want her to turn me down
"Mmm... Rih" she whined before pulling back
"Rih, Babe I don't think I can give you that.... I can't deal with the pregnancy and the sleepless nights and the nonstop crying again. I just can't" she said, I sighed resting my head on her breasts
I heard her chuckle softly, she kissed the top of my head gently. I'm bummed I won't lie but I guess I can get over it.
"Look, instead of having a baby we can just look for a hobby to do when we're free. Like, idk doing spin class or maybe traveling? We can come up with something" she said to me.
"Right? I wanna make you happy more than anything baby but...I honestly can not handle another baby. Robin and the Twins wore me out" she pouted making me chuckle a bit.
"I guess you're right, our children are a lot to handle" I agreed making her laugh at me
"Too much. Robin is the worst of them all. Not a day goes by without that boy being in trouble. Sometimes I just want to give him up for adoption to be honest" She said making me laugh
"Baby that's bad" I said still laughing, she just sighing looking defeated
"I know but..." she shook her head.
We did our best to be present in their lives. I mean we don't have normal jobs but we made it work. Robin lived up to the expectation of the last born. He's the most troublesome. I even almost put my hands on him at one point, that resulted in me fighting with my wife.
"He'll grow out of it, I guess I was the same way" I said rubbing her back soothingly.
It's hard being a parent, especially being a young parent who's never had any proper guidance. Bey and I disagreed on a lot of things when it comes to raising our spoiled children. She liked the soft approach and I liked the 'Hands on' approach aka whoop that ass.
My wife and I have survived 20 years of marriage despite having so many odds against us. Every obstacle we encounter makes us stronger.
We've raised 4 troublesome, spoiled, beautiful, good children. I think that we did pretty good.
And despite both of our awful pasts, we were able to make something out of ourselves as individuals and as a couple. I'm proud of that
"Let me do som' real quick" I took my phone and connected it to the beats speaker in the kitchen. I pulled her to the middle of the kitchen and we slowed danced to Part ii (on the run) by jay z and some girl. The song defines who we are, she's a good girl that fell for a bad guy
Who wants that perfect love story anyway, anyway
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché
Who wants that hero love that saves the day, anyway
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché
What about the bad guy goes good, yea
And the missing love that's misunderstood, yea
Black hour glass, our glass toast to clichés in a dark past
