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"Definitely a daddy's girl," Janice said, watching the two of them before she turned to me. "Yes, I'm available right away."
"Perfect. Thank you for coming." I extended a hand and she shook it before Omiri did the same. I almost laughed when Avi stuck her little hand out too. Janice grabbed it and kissed her little fingers.
"Hopefully I'll be seeing you soon, Ms. Avi."
My baby grinned and turned her face into her father's chest.
We both walked her out then headed to the kitchen so I could get Avi some dinner.
"I like her."
"Yeah, she seems straight, and Avi fucks with her."
"I think I'm going to text her tonight to see if she can be here in the morning. I have a pretty busy day. She can do a week trial and see how it goes. Then if she works out, we can take her with us to Turks." I moved Avi's high chair near the table and unhooked the tray.
He smirked, sitting Avi in the seat and buckling her in. "Now when I said that shit, you were tripping on some, nobody is watching my baby. We're going to have a family vacation."
I had but that was because I didn't think we could find anybody I liked enough to trust my baby too.
"If she works, I'm about to be cheeks out."
"No the fuck you are not. You heard me say other niggas gonna be there."
I rolled my eyes and snapped the tray back in place and Avi started slapping her hands on it.
Greedy ass..
"So what am I supposed to wear?"
Omiri towered over me and dropped his chin at the same time his hands landed on my ass and he yanked my body to his.
"Not a damn thing ’cause I'm ’bout to be in them guts from when we touch down until we catch that flight home."
"If you really think I'm about to spend four days in Turks stuck in a room, then you might as well leave me home. Because no. I'm trying to be relaxed on the beach."
"My dick is going to be your relaxation."
"Avi, get your crazy ass daddy."
He chuckled and stepped back. "Avi, tell your delusional ass mother I'mma have her ass in the air the entire time we’re there."
My baby frowned and me and Omiri looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"See, she said not no but hell no. Now please order me something while I heat up your bland ass boring food."
"Watch me tell Chef Colby you talking shit."
He dug his phone out of his pocket, swiped the screen, and scrolled for a minute before tapping it. A few minutes later he dropped it back in his pocket and kissed my cheek. "Phat Fish is on the way. I'm about to start this game film, let me know when my food is ready."
"I'll bring it to you."
"Aight."
I smiled, watching him leave the kitchen because he didn't even have to ask what I wanted. Always the little things. People could assume or say what they wanted about us or our lives. I really didn’t care. Who Omiri was before me and who he was with me was the difference in the right person inspiring you to be the best version of yourself. I was his person. He wasn’t perfect, but he was doing the work, and that was enough.
Chapter 20
Omiri
