Page 39 of Read the Room

“What are you doing, lil boy?” I kissed all over his handsome face. “Where is Ethan?”

He calmed his laughing down. “Daddy got me from Grammie Bee today.”

He slid off me to stand on his feet. I sat up with raised brows. This was a new development. I grabbed Lucas’s hand in mine.

“Baby, who is daddy?”

Lucas’s little eyes got smaller. His cute little button nose scrunched.

“Mama, Daddy right there.” He pointed behind me.

When I spun around, Lo’ak stood there with a smile. This man was so fucking fine. There was a thumping in my nether region. “I can’t be my boy’s daddy now?”

“No! Of course, you can.” My cheeks warmed. “I was just surprised since I never heard him call you that before.”

His head bobbed with acknowledgement before he walked around the couch. He stood over where I sat on the couch.

“That’s understandable. Well, I asked him today if I could be his daddy.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked like… like a ring box!

Oh, is this really happening? It is!

He opened the box then got down on one knee. I tittered at Lucas when he got down on a knee too. He was in a monkey see, monkey do phase.

“I figured I would ask him if I could be his daddy before I asked you to be my wife.”

I jumped up from the couch with my hand over my mouth.

“Are you serious? You want to marry me!”

He chuckled. “Yes. I want you to officially be Mrs. Jordan. Tsireya Robinson, are you going to let me change you and Jedi’s last name?”

My tears flowed freely like the love in my heart. Just that fast, doubt eclipsed it.

“Are you sure you want to marry me? We haven’t been together long. You were with Alexi for years, and you never asked her to marry you.”

“Are you really going to think about another bitch in the moment that I’m on my knee asking you to marry me?” The tightness of his face told me that he was not pleased. “Reya, I never asked her to marry me because I never loved her. I can’t explain this love shit, but I know I love you, need you, and want you two to be my forever. Can I have that with you?”

My baby boy held up his hand like he had something in it. “Yeah, Mama. Have it with us.”

“Of course, I’ll have it with you two.”

I held my hand out, and he placed the ring on my finger. Once it was on, I lifted my hand and looked at it. It was gorgeous and probably cost more than everything that I had ever owned.

I was knocked out of my thoughts by Lo’s strong arms wrapping around me. “I love your ass, Tsireya. Happy as fuck that I had Joey nice-nap you.”

I giggled before I kissed his lips. Two little hands tried to pull us apart.

“Ew! Nasty, Mama, Daddy!”

Lo glared down. “Damn, I can’t kiss my woman? That’s cold blooded.”

Almost three-year-old little eyes beamed back at him. “She my mama. Cold blooded.”

No further confirmation was needed when he ran off.

I smirked at my fiancé, then said, “That’s your son. No take backs.”

I stuck my tongue out at him.

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