62-Khiya Who?

**Zuri's POV**

Sav and I wake up to a faint sound of voices. Being the nosey ladies we are, we slide on some shorts and Daveed's t-shirts and leave the room. As soon as I step into the hallway, I hear a voice that I haven't heard in months. Rory must have come by for a little visit. I look at Sav, and she looks at me. We shrug a shoulder and keep walking until Daveed and Rory are in our sight. They're smiling and drinking coffee together as if their friendship never had a hiccup.
"Good morning, sunshines," Daveed said, looking happy as ever.
"Good morning," We say together. I add, "What's the occasion?"
"Rory and I had some mending to do. Especially because I can't go through the biggest day of my life without my best friend," Daveed explained.
"I would have crashed the wedding anyway. I wouldn't miss it," Rory flashed a smile that used to make me weak. Now, I'm just happy that my fiance has reconnected with his best friend. "I also owe you an apology, Zuri. The way I acted was childish, but I'm glad things worked out the way they did. This brings me to another topic. Daveed, Khiya, and I have been dating for the last couple of months. I wanted to let you know before you found out from someone else."
Uh oh. Rory told me about the connection he used to have with Daveed's sister, but he didn't want to cross any lines with Daveed when they were teenagers. Everyone is grown now, so Khiya should be allowed to date whoever she wants no matter who it is.
"Khiya who?" Daveed asked, clearly pretending it's a different khiya.
"Khiya Laurens. Your sister." Rory is not amused.
Daveed closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, "Please be careful with Khi. You know the things she's been through."
"I'm in love with her. I always have loved her, I just never wanted issues with us so I kept her at arm's length. Don't forget that I was always there for her when she had no one else." Rory and Daveed look each other in the eyes as if having a silent conversation.
"If I can trust anyone with her, it's you. I'm happy for you both," Daveed and Rory did that one-armed bro hug thing that men do during sentimental moments. "But if she ever comes crying to me, I'll have no choice but to beat your ass."
"You won't have to worry about that. This is for life," The large smile on Rory's face as he thinks about Khiya is enough validation I needed to know that he does love her the way Daveed loves us. That much is undeniable.
We spent the rest of the morning catching up on each other's lives and sharing laughter. Our bridal dinner is this evening at Daveed's parent's house. We decided we aren't doing a bachelor or bachelorette party because Sav and I have no desire to go in public or have any kind of party and Daveed doesn't care to do anything wild either. Becoming parents has turned us into old prudes.
Sav and I wear our white strapless maxi dresses with matching diamond necklaces that Daveed got for us yesterday. We both look like we're going to burst at any moment and our waddles are so bad that we look like penguins. At least we get to complain together about our back pains and the awful feeling when a foot is in our ribs. Sometimes we can't even breathe, and due to us being uncomfortable ninety percent of the time, sex isn't an every night thing like it used to be. Sav and I are always craving it, thanks to hormones it's out of control, but when we get around to it we're either exhausted or something is hurting. I know Daveed says he isn't worried about it, but he's got to be miserable.
"We need to do something special for Daveed tonight. I'm sure he's sexually frustrated at this point." I whisper to Sav so that he can't hear.
"We'll do all the work tonight and let him relax." She whispered back. Daveed sprays on some of his cologne that we love so much and checks himself out in the mirror one last time. He's wearing a black v-neck t-shirt, white jeans, and a gold chain. This man is always so fresh, I just want to eat him up.
"Zuri, you look like you're about to pounce on me. Should I be worried or excited?" He jokes. Here recently, I may have been kind of moody. I guess my new resting bitch face is quite intimidating.
"Excited. Definitely get excited." I look at Sav, "We can do a walk of shame tonight. Let's love on our man real quick."
Sav goes to Daveed and unbuttoned his jeans, slowly unzips them, and pulls them down. His erection springs free as she takes his boxer briefs down with his pants and I join her down on our knees in front of him. Sav and I start at the base of him and lick up his length, meeting at his tip and making out with him between our tongues. He holds our hair for us as we work him over. Sav takes his balls into her mouth and strokes his perineum as I take him deep into my mouth and hallow my cheeks.
"Fuck, I'm about to cum," Daveed groans. I moan over his length, shooting vibration to his core and going faster. Just in time, I expose my breasts for him to release his hot liquid over my chest as I look into his eyes. Sav gets us towels to clean up with. "That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life. It felt amazing. Ya'll almost made me moan like a little bitch." He's breathing heavily and still hasn't pulled his pants back up.
"We wanted to say thank you for taking such good care of us and being so patient while our bodies are going through changes. We don't mean to neglect your needs. We love you so much." I lean forward and kiss his cheek while Sav kisses the other.
"I love you both so much more," He responds with pride in his eyes.
"We're supposed to be there by now. Let's take care of this dick breath and bust a move," Sav is always so delightful. We brush our teeth and freshen up before heading to the bridal dinner.