52.

Nikki

“Mama, did you pick up the underplates?”




My mother proceeds to pull out the underplates from the box and place them on the table.




“Sorry,”




She laughs, “It’s okay baby, you’re stressed, and you only have ten minutes left. Chantel and I have everything under control. Go get ready and go pick up your man.”




I give my mother a hug and kiss her on the cheek, “I love you.”




“I love you too my baby, now go,” she says and spanks my butt.




I rush upstairs and take a shower and get dressed in a trapeze dress and white sneakers, I grab my small handbag and make my way downstairs. X is driving into my yard and stops in front of me.




“Big bro, on time, like always,” I say as I get into the car.




“It’s my job to be on time,” he laughs.




We drive off and I’m constantly checking my phone for Xander's text to tell me he has landed.




“How are you doing?”




“I am so happy, my husband is coming back home, my best friend is pregnant, business is back on track and –

“Chantel is pregnant?”




Shit fuck, I wasn’t supposed to say anything.




“Did I say that? That’s not what I meant, what I meant is –




“Inam, don’t try me. When did this happen? And who is the daddy?”




I laugh, “You like things X, you like things.”




He laughs, “Yeah, and then what? Men also like to gossip,”




“Don’t tell a single soul, but it's Damien’s and she’s a month pregnant.”




X almost serves off the road, and I scream but he stays calm and looks forward, tightening his grip on the steering wheel.




“Damien, Damien Harris, gay Damien?”




I nod, “Yep, I still can’t believe it either.”




Xlanti shakes his head, “But the man just proposed and now he has a baby momma and it’s your best friend. Kanti, what’s happening, are you guys in a swinger’s club?”




“X, don’t be dramatic, apparently they have been fucking for months and uDamein wants to be in a polygamous relationship with her and Charles.”




“Jesu,” X exclaims, “Damien is bisexual. I knew something was off about it, hey, there was a time when I caught him looking at Chantel’s ass at the engagement party.”




“Ahh, X, this man is sus bro.”




“No shit, so what is going to happen now?”




I shrug, “No clue but I told Chantel that she should prepare herself for the worst because Charles can be unpredictable.”




X hums, “But what if they are both in on it?”




I turned my head and look at him with my mouth open, I said the exact same thing to Xander, and he said that it wasn’t possible, this can’t be a coincidence.




“Dude, I said the same thing to Xander, and he brushed it off,”




X glances over at me, “I think he knows; nobody can get anything past him.”




“My thoughts exactly, they want babies so what better way than to ask a beautiful woman like Chantel to do it? Someone they know and trust.”




“Ditto,”




I sigh, “My head is spinning.”




“Don’t think about it too much, let the Lord reveal everything in His good time, and let’s stay out of it.”

I nod in agreement, “We are out of it.”




We got to the airport, and I saw Xander’s plane land. Lanseria airport was a small private owned by me and only a few planes were allowed to land there, mostly private jets, celebrities, and other high-status individuals. We drive to the runway and park our car, close to the helicopters.




I get out of the car, and I wait for them to get out, the air hostess and pilot step out and they get their luggage and boy did they come packing, X orders for another car to come to pick up the bags. When I see Xander, I run toward him and he runs to me, I jump into his arms, and he catches me.




“I missed you,” he whispers into my neck.




“I missed you too,” I cry.




He holds me in his arms, a few moments pass, and he puts me down, puts his hand on my stomach, and smiles. He crouches down and kisses my belly.




“Daddy’s home,” and he kisses it again.




He stands up straight and kisses me gently but with some much passion, which causes moisture to build in between my legs.




“I can’t wait to have you tonight,” he whispers lowly, and he nibbles on my neck.




I push him away and he chuckles.




Charles and Damien come out of the plane holding hands and my heart clenches just a little bit. They looked so happy together but there was so much going on that could ruin all of that.




“Let’s go home,” I say, and we walk towards the car and wait for the other two.




Charles and Damien finally get to the car, and I give Charles a hug.




“Honey, you are glowing, bet you a new Ferrari that it’s a girl,” he says.




Xander grins, “Told you and I’m willing to bet.”




X laughs, “Doubt it, my bets on a boy.”




“I agree with X, if you lose, we get you both a Ferrari and vice versa.”




“I’m not getting involved,” Damien says.




“That’s good baby, you can’t afford a damn Ferrari but these two can,” Charles says pointing at me and Xander.




I laugh, “Fine, in a few months, we’ll know the gender, we’ll do a gender reveal and there will be two Ferrari’s parked outside waiting to be won.”




We all shake hands on it, despite Damien protecting against it.




“Let’s go home,”




We all get into the car, and I convince everyone to come to my house so we can all go out together to celebrate. I had invited everyone, Xander’s mom and sister, my mother, and Chantel.




We get to the house and all the cars are out of the driveway like I had asked. We all get out of the car, and I walk them to the door as soon as the door opens, everyone yells surprise.




“Babe, again,” Xander laughs, and he pulls me into his arms and kisses me.




“Aww Nikki, you didn’t have to do all of this,” Charles says as he hugs me.




“Of course, I did, you’ve sacrificed a lot and we are all grateful for you and the sacrifices you’ve made. We are family and we are just so happy to finally have you guys' home, for good this time.”




Xander walks over to his mother and sister, and they share a hug, Chantel and Charles are having a conversation and I walk over to my mom.




“You are an amazing person,” my mother says, “Just like your father. He would be so proud of you, actually, I know he is.”




“Thank you, mama,” I smile, “This is the beginning of a chapter in all of our lives, and I am just happy we get to start it together.”




My mother kisses my cheek, “I just hope you don’t mind, I invited Mr. Chauke.”




I smile, “Mama, of course not.”