Page 222 of I See You

Yup. A boy.

Sevyn had wanted a gender reveal. Hassan, on the other hand, forced the doctor to tell him the second they were cleared. He tried to keep it a secret… until he started coming home with baby Jordans and little boy onesies every other day.

She figured it out fast. Still, she insisted on doing the reveal for the rest of the family when they got back from the trip—and he agreed.

But this… this wasn’t keys to their place.

Hassan had something bigger in mind. And Sevyn was about to find out.

"Not just any keys." Hassan grinned wide, proud. "Those are the keys to your new clinic."

Sevyn blinked, stunned. "What?! Really?!"

She squealed and started bouncing on her toes with excitement. "Damn,baby,"Hassanchuckled,grabbinghergently,"yougon’ give my lil nigga motion sickness in there."

Sheplayfullypunchedhischest,stillgrinning,andstoppedbouncing as he laughed.

"I know you said you wanted to wait," he continued, voice dropping tender, "wait for the perfect time, perfect place, perfect design..."

Hemockedhersoftly,imitatinghervoice,makinghergiggle through her tears.

"But baby...there’snomoreperfecttimethannow.Yousurvived hell and came out stronger, like you always do. I know you’ve been nervous about going back to work, about building your dream while becoming a mom. So I took care of it."

Herhandswenttohermouthasfreshtearsstreameddown her cheeks. Sevyn never used to cry like this—Harper always hadthat job—but lately, between the pregnancy and what she survived, everything hit deeper.

"I hired the best interior designer, the coldest contractor. It’s gonna look exactly how you want it."

She was grateful she hadn’t done her makeup yet, because there would’ve been nothing left of it.

"Thank you, baby. Thank you... thank youuu," she cried, jumping into his arms and peppering his face with kisses, laughter bubbling up through the tears.

"I’ll do anything to see that smile on your face," Hassan murmured against her lips.

They pulled apart just enough to look at each other, eyes locked. "Hassan..." Sevyn whispered, voice low and soft.

"Yes, baby?" he asked, tightening his grip on her waist like he didn’t ever plan to let go.

"You can have your dessert."

That smile. The one he only gave to her—it took over his whole face like a kid in a candy store.

He didn’t waste a second. With one swift motion, he scooped her up, making her squeal as he carried her inside. She was still laughing when he laid her on the bed. And then, just like that, the laughter faded into moans.

They made love like they were chasing time, like this night was their last. Like the miracle already growing inside her wasn’t enough... and they were ready to create another.

???

Hassan walked alongside Sevyn, her hand warm in his as the cool breeze kissed their skin. Her eyes were covered with a silky black blindfold, and she hadn't stopped asking questions since they left the villa.

"Sevyn, ask one more question… watch what happens," he warned, voice low and amused.

She sighed, still suspicious. "Where are you taking me? I thought we were going to dinner. I hear wind… and waves. We better not be walking toward sharks."

Hassan smirked, shaking his head. "You're so damn dramatic."

They finally stopped. Hassan turned her gently to face him and adjusted the blindfold. "Stay right here. And don’t take this off. I’mnot playing with you."

She huffed. "Okay, Hassan," she replied with exaggerated attitude.

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