Page 80 of Breaking the Rules
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I accept,” he rushed the prompts, eager to hear his sister’s voice.
“Deuce, relax,” Kymber’s voice came through in a laugh. “You missed me, huh?”
“Yeah, I have. Sincere is cool, but I can’t tell that love-hating ass nigga nothing,” Noble stated.
“Because he’s a dog ass nigga and won’t stop until he meets a bigger dog and they put him on his ass,” Kymber stated. “Thank you for keeping my books loaded. It’s helping me pass the time. I’ve been working in the kitchen and writing my recipes down.”
“You talk to your lawyer?”
“Yeah, there’s a deal on the table.”
“Talk to me.”
“Are you okay with keeping Areli until she’s like ten?”
“Kym, I was prepared to keep her forever if that’s what it came down to. I love her and I love you and I got y’all.”
“I appreciate that and the lawyer.”
Noble chuckled. “It wasn’t me. Someone beat me to it.”
Like he could see her brows crease, Kymber asked, “Who?”
“Zayden, by the way of his sister. Savanhi.”
“Oh my God. This world is so damn small. Savanhi, your girlfriend? And don’t deny it we get magazines in here and y’all look good together.”
“We look even better in person. Can’t wait for you to meet her. And our kid.”
“Noble,” Kymber gushed. “Oh, Deuce. You got it. You finally got it.”
“I finally got it,” he breathed. “She’s everything.”
“Then marry her. If you were going to marry the wrong one so quickly, marry the right one right now,” Kymber encouraged.
“I’m already ahead of you. Remi and her cousin Lawryn are setting everything up now.”
“She better say yes or-”
“Cool it, she got hands and my kid,” Noble said jokingly.
“Can she cook?”
“Hell yeah, I had to add an extra training session to my week, so I don’t get that Paulson pot belly.”
The siblings shared a laugh.
“Noble, I am so proud of you. I can’t wait to see the beautiful family you created.”
“I can’t wait to see what life is going to look like for you when you get home,” Noble said with a sigh. “I want you to thrive, Kym. The world is yours. You've got to lock in with your calling. What pops left behind is what he left behind. Everything ain’t for us to pick up.”
“I hear you. I love you. You’re Superman.”
Noble chuckled. “I’ve been hearing that a lot lately. Even Superman got his demons.”
“And that’s okay. Keep slayin’ them. Give my baby a kiss.”
“I will. She sent you a box of stuff it should be there soon. Drawings, pictures from dance, and whatever else her and Sassy found.”
