Page 23 of Marshall: The Manny

“Marry me, Demi.”

With a smile, her eyes watered. “You mean it?”

“I do. I want you to marry me. I want to adopt Denny. I want to spend the rest of my life with both of you.”

Sniffling, she rested her forehead against mine. “Yes,” she muttered against my lips before kissing them.

“Yes?” I repeated.

Demi giggled but it turned into a moan as her walls clenched against me. “Yesss, Marshall. I will marry you.”

We came together as she made that declaration, and as soon as I was sure my legs wouldn’t give out on me, I stood and carried her to bed, where we continued to make love until the sun was replaced by the moon.

Another Six Months Later

“Daddy!”Denver yelled as we made our way into Demi’s parents’ home. Shortly after he turned three, he shifted to callingme Daddy. Though it was what Demi and I said at times to him, we never told him to call me that. One day, Mar-cho changed to Daddy, and that was the day I cried as a grown man. Usually I was able to hold back the tears, but I failed that day and didn’t give a damn.

“Wassup, little man?” I greeted, lowering myself to pick him up.

Demi and I had just finished the paperwork to finalize me adopting Denver and giving him my last name. It was important to the both of us that he be my son legally before our little girl was born. Diego was conceived the day I proposed, and I couldn’t wait for my little girl to make her arrival.

“I want chicken nuggies.”

Chuckling, I looked toward his grandparents. “Y’all ain’t feed my baby?”

Demi’s mom, Ann, rolled her eyes with a smile as Tony, her father, answered. “You know we fed that greedy ass lil boy. He’s just obsessed with chicken nuggets.”

“Is it official?” Ann asked as Demi wrapped up her call and made her way inside behind me.

“It is. It was fairly quick and easy since Andre signed over his rights thankfully,” Demi replied, taking Denver out of my arms as he reached for her.

“Congratulations, son,” Tony said, giving me a handshake that turned into a hug.

“It’s time to celebrate!” Ann cheered.

“What did you have in mind?” Demi asked with a smile.

“Come on out back and you’ll see.”

Demi and I looked at each other before we followed her parents outside. As soon as we stepped out onto the porch, everyone yelled surprise. Both sides of our family were here, and so were my friends, Jessica, and Demi’s team. I held Demi at my side as her father explained our parents wanted to do somethingto celebrate our success but most importantly our union. It filled me with pride knowing I hadn’t just found my chosen family to love but that our blood families could come together and enjoy each other’s company too.

As the night progressed, we all laughed, ate, drank, danced, and enjoyed ourselves. Games of spades and dice broke out in different parts of the backyard, and it didn’t take long before I realized we’d probably be spending a few hours sleeping here before I was sober enough to get us home. Demi offered to drive since she was pregnant and sober.

The sound of Denver’s laughter as he played with a few of his new cousins filled my ears over the music as I swayed with Demi in my arms. My hands lowered to her ass as I leaned down to kiss her.

“I love you so much,” I declared. “My life is so much better with you and Denny in it. I never knew applying to be your manny would lead to me falling in love with you and gaining a son, but God gave me favor with you, and I’m going to spend the rest of my life showing you just how grateful I am and how much I love you.”

“Marshall,” she whined, standing on the tips of her toes to kiss me. “I’m too emotional for you to be saying stuff like that. Now I want you to fuck me in my parents’ house.”

That got a hearty laugh out of me, and I laughed even harder when she used my hand to tug me toward the door.

“Nah, now. You ain’t about to have your daddy trying to shoot me.”

Sucking her teeth, she led me into the house and upstairs to the room she stayed in when she spent the night. “He knows you be fucking me. Iampregnant with your baby.”

“You get so vulgar when you want this dick.”

“I get nasty too. Let me show you.”

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