Teyana -
"Khalil." I said walking out of the bathroom with a towel on my head.
"What's up, baby?" He watched the TV as Kaia layed on his chest, asleep. She is absolutely obsessed with her dad and vice versa. I love seeing Khalil as a father. They are his top priority.
"Did you want me to pick up Jojo and Riah?" I took my hair out of the towel, letting my short black curls fall onto my shoulders.
"It don't matter, we can go together." He stood up, laying Kaia on the bed. "What time Carter done with pre K today?"
"1, so in like 30 minutes." I checked my phone.
He nodded and walked into the bathroom. I laid down and started checking Instagram. This has been life for Khalil and I lately. We spend the days with Kaia while Carter is at preschool and the older kids go to school. Josiah is in the third grade and Sariah, first. Them being at school and Khalil working mostly from home is really beneficial for our relationship. I get to see him all the time, seeing as though now I freelance in our house.
"Baby, come here." I heard his voice echo off the bathroom walls. I walked in to see him trimming up his beard. I wrapped my arms around him from behind and rested my head on his back.
"Yes?" I mumbled.
"I just wanted to look at you, I felt like I ain' seen you all day." He put the clippers down.
"You just saw me." I chuckled as he turned around, putting me on the counter.
"Yeah but you woke up early, made the kids breakfast, took em to school, went to the store and then got ya lil nails done, then came home and got straight in the shower. I'm just now getting to look at ya good." He licked his lips. "I miss you."
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his bottom lip.
"I miss you too, honey." He rubbed my thighs, smiling at me.
"We need to get ready to go." He sprayed his curls, with my spray bottle of water and conditioner.
"Excuse me, excuse me!" I took it out of his hands. "You gon have to get your own, between you and these kids, my hair is dry as a bone."
"You ain't bout to do me like that, all the conditioner and shit you got downstairs." He coiled his hair.
"That's for clientele only." I said as he took the spray bottle out my hand.
"Yeah, yeah fuck yo clientele." He joked. I started laughing with him.
I continued to sit on the counter and watch him get ready until Kaia walked into the bathroom.
"Mommy, I want some juice." She came in with her hair all over her face, rubbing her eyes. Khalil picked her up and kissed her cheek.
"Gon' n put some clothes on and daddy'll do yo hair then get you some juice. We gotta get yo brothers and sister." He put her back down.
"Okay." She walked into her little room.
I smiled, getting off the counter and walking downstairs to fill her sippy cup after I quickly dressed. I stayed downstairs and started to snack on granola until Khalil and Kaia came down the stairs. He slicked her hair back into a simple bun. I saw Khalil holding her bag on his arms as he carried her down.
"You ready, mama?" He looked down at me.
"Yeah."
I grabbed her out of his arms and sat her in the carseat, buckling her in. I put my sunglasses down on my head and sat in the passenger seat. Khalil grabbed my hand and kissed it as he pulled out of the driveway.
***
Khalil -
"Babe, I'm getting ready to go. Y'all want me to bring anything back ?" I laced my shoes up. Tonight I was having a dinner with my new intern, Megan.
"Nah." Teyana said, nonchalanty as she braided Sariah's hair watching Love & Hip Hop. I smiled and walked over there, bending over to kiss her cheek. "Aw baby, you leaving?" She finally took her eyes off the TV.
"I just said that, mama."
"Oh, okay. I love you." She glued her eyes back to the TV, poking her lips out. I kissed her and then kissed the other kids and headed out.
*
"So basically, what I'm going to do is give you a work phone. When I'm not out selling, and I'm home, all my calls will get forwarded to you. When I'm in meetings, I need you to check and respond to all the emails. If I have a visitor, make sure they have an appointment unless the name is Teyana Wright. I cannot stress this enough, if Teyana ever calls or comes to the office, let her up, no matter what I'm doing." I looked Megan in her eyes as she absorbed all this information.
Megan is one of our younger interns. She's currently in school to get her real estate license. She's only 22. She has long wavy black hair, slanted eyes, olive skin & she's very petite. In a way she reminds me off Karrueche.
"Got it," she smiled, taking a bite of her salad after writing everything down, "can I ask who Teyana is?" She questioned.
"Aw yeah, that's my wife."
"Happily married?"
"Happy isn't the word."
"Is that positive or negative."
"She's my best friend." I replied quickly.
I watched as her demeanor changed.
"Oh okay. So now I have a question, Mr. Wright," She scooted her plate to the side, "How did you become so successful? I mean real estate is one thing, but celebrity real estate is another. It's really admirable seeing a black man my age sell in LA."
"Well actually I'm 25, but I owe it all to my wife honestly, she does hair and makeup and knows a few people. Just so happened those people were looking to buy & after working with me my name got around in the industry. Here I am. LA is all about who you know and work ethic. Looks and sex appeal only gets you so far." I licked my lips.
She shrugged.
"I mean in this industry, you get more sales if you're more attractive, Mr.Wrigh-"
"Khalil." I cut her off.
"Sorry," she chuckled, "Khalil."
I nodded and took a bite of my steak.
"Anyways," I dismissed her last sentence, "I appreciate your eagerness and I think you'll be a great intern. I'm excited to have you on the te-," I looked down at my phone ringing, "I'm sorry, this is so unprofessional of me." I answered the phone.
"What's going on, T? I'm in a meeting." I rubbed my chin.
"Daddy, I miss you." I heard Sariah's sweet voice in the phone.
"Daddy will be home soon & then we can watch movies and have a sleepover. I'll paint your nails." I smiled into the phone.
"Okay, I love you."
"I love you baby girl." I hung up the phone, "Where was I?" I looked at Megan.
"You paint Teyana's nails?" She chuckled.
"Actually, it was my daughter."
"You have a daughter?"
"Two girls and two boys."
"Damn, Teyana must be loose." She joked, but I didn't find it funny.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"A lil California slang." She tried to brush it off.
"I ain never heard a dat," I pressed the issue, "I get we around the same age, but this is your job. Don't ask about my wife, let alone mention her."
She smiled and nodded. I called for the waiter and finished up dinner.
**
I stood outside the resterant with Megan as she waited on her UBER.
"So you start Monday at 10:15." I let her know as the car pulled up.
"Okay, sounds good." She smiled, "see you then, Khalil."
I watched them pull off and then went to my car and drove home. By the time I walked in the house, Teyana had already put all the kids to bed. She was laying in the bed with a bonnet and a face mask on.
"How was dinner?" She smiled, seeing my walk through the door. I kissed her softly.
"It was alright babe, how was your night?"
"Pretty good, expect Josiah might be getting a cold."
"Aw damn, alright." I pulled off my shirt and laid down, "you smell good."
"Thank you." She climbed on top of me. I rubbed her back until she eventually fell asleep in my arms, getting her face mask on my chest. I took some makeup wipes out the drawer and wiped her face gently getting the rest off.
I kissed her cheek and watched TV until I fell asleep.