I smiled and turned to Lena just in time to catch the shift in her expression, the way her face twisted as she looked at Coco and Aja. With that attitude, I already knew what that beautiful head of hers was putting together.
“I thought you said you didn’t have a wife and kid, Nolan,” she said, her voice tight with anger and a whole lot of hurt.
“I told you the exact opposite, if I remember right, Miss Nosy. I said I’ve gota wife and a kid. Your stubborn ass just didn’t wanna hear it.” I turned and crouched down as Aja darted into my arms. “Kitty Cat,” I said, smirking.
“Daddy Lan! Where have you been? Daddy Las told me I could come to your house, and when I got here you weren’t here. Coco and I made some cakes while we were waiting for you,” my little girl said.
“I was on my way home. I missed you, little cat. Are you alright?” She nodded. “I need to introduce two important people to you.” She lifted her eyes full of curiosity. I stood on my feet and took Lena’s hand.
“Baby, this is Aja. She’s my brother’s little girl. And Aja, this is Lena, my wife… your new aunt.”
Lena stepped forward with a warm smile. “Hi Aja, it’s so nice to meet you.”
“Hi, Aunt Lena,” Aja said shyly.
“And this,” I added, “is Marisa, our daughter.”
The moment Aja and Marisa locked eyes, their faces lit up. With just a one-year gap—Marisa nine, Aja eight—I could already tell they’d click like lifelong friends.
“Your daughter? Can we be sisters then?” Aja asked, eyes sparkling.
“Absolutely! You two can be sisters. Now, why don’t you show her your room?”
“Oh, can we sleep in the same room?” Aja giggled, grabbing Marisa’s hand and tugging her upstairs as if they’d already planned the whole night.
“Nolan, I’ve cooked dinner. You can help yourself anytime. Uncle Silas said we are staying here?” Coco asked.
“Yes you are staying here. Coco this is my wife, Lena and as you saw, we have a daughter. They’ll be living here with me from now on. Marisa’s thrilled to have Aja around. Thank you, for coming over to help with the girls,” I said, pulling her into a hug.
Then I turned to face Lena, who seemed to be feeling some type of way now that she knew she was all wrong.
“Baby, this is Coco. She’s like a sister to me. She’s Silas’s best friend’s daughter and has been with us since her father died ten years ago.”
Coco was twenty-one when her father lost his life on a dangerous mission ten years ago. Silas couldn’t bear to leave her alone so he took her in and cared for her as his own. She quickly became part of our family, and her skills with children meant she practically raised Aja whenever Silas was away on business. I was sure she’d be just as wonderful with Marisa, too.
“You can ask me anything, Lena. I’ll be more than happy to help.” Coco said kindly.
“Thank you, Coco. Happy to meet you, and thanks for cooking for us.”
“You don’t need to thank me. I’m gonna see about the girls. You get some rest and let me know if you need anything.”
“We’ll be good. Just make sure to keep the girls in the west wing for as long as we’re in the east. Don’t want them seeing something they’re not supposed to.”
She smiled, knowing damn well what I was referring to. I promised Lena I’d give her all the time she needs to accept me. To accept us. But a nigga couldn’t help but dream about fucking her everywhere in this damn house.
Once Coco was gone, I turned to Lena, reached for her hand and pulled her into me.
“Now how does your stubborn ass feel after seeing how wrong you were about Coco and Aja?” I teased.
“Nigga, please. You let me cook up all that shit when you could’ve just told me I was wrong right away.”
“Nah… I wanted you to find out for yourself,” I said, kissing her lips.
She was so damn beautiful. And I was so fucking happy to have her here with me. I stared into her eyes for a moment, letting the silence speak for us.
“How’re you feeling, mama?”
“Better,” she answered, then looked away. “Nolan, I wanted to apologize for what happened at the school when I walked out with Lex. I know I hurt you and I’m sorry. If I knew this would happen…”