I take a deep breath, trying not to fidget. "Calm down mija." I turn around and my face lights up in a smile. The man I haven't seen in twelve years.

"Dad." I mutter, running to him and almost jumping in his arms.

"Oh, my baby, I've missed you." He says, petting my hair. I felt like I was about to cry.

"I can't ruin my makeup dad, you're gonna have to let me go."

"I'm sorry Kally." He says, pulling away but keeping me in arms length. "But let me look at you, mija." He looks me over. "You're so beautiful. Too beautiful."

"Thank you dad."

"You love this boy?" He asks and I nod, tears in my eyes.

"So much, daddy, it's crazy." I say, trying not to cry.

"If he hurt you, I'll have to go to jail."

"Dad!" I mutter a smile on my face. "He's not gonna hurt me."

"He better not."

"Are you gonna walk me down the aisle?"

"Of course mija." He says and I nod. I gulp and grab the bouquet of red and white roses in my hands. Those were our colors, red and white, and they worked fantastically. I saw what the chapel looked like when everything was done and it was perfect. I almost cried.

"You ready, mija?"

"Yea." I mutter, nodding. I place my hand in the crook of his elbow, the bouquet in my other hand.

During everything, I almost blacked out. I almost forgot my vows, but I pulled through, saying them and almost crying when Huey said his with a straight face. But I could see it in his eyes that he was happy with me, and I almost died.

And seeing Skye in her dark red maid of honor dress killed me. She looked great. She also ended up catching the bouquet, rubbing it in people's faces.

"You look nice." Riley says, coming up to me at the reception, a glass of champagne in his hand. I look at him, then down at my strapless white dress, the sides a dark red.

"You don't look too bad yourself." I say, smiling.

"You want a drink?"

"Can't." I say, placing a hand on my stomach. He frowns a bit.

"What are you saying?"

"Nothing." I quickly say, dropping my hand. "If you don't get it, then you don't. But when you do… don't tell my dad."

"You're fucking pregnant?" He asks and I slap his arm.

"Shut up." I say, looking around. "People will think it's the only reason we got married, and I don't want people to talk." I say, smiling once again. "I think the baby's going to be a boy though."

"Kai." I hear and I turn around. Who invited this nigga?

"Hi Tay." I say, a fake smile on my face. I hoped it looked real. I'm going to have to talk to Skye about who was invited and who wasn't.

"You look wonderful." He says.

"Thank you. I try."

"You don't have to."

"Nigga." Riley growls, and I turn to face him. His cup was empty and I sigh.

"Riley, go get yourself another drink. And if you see Huey, tell him I'm looking for him."

"Alright." He says, giving Tay one last look before leaving. I turn back to Tay with a sigh.

"Tay, please. Not on my wedding day."

"I can't help it." He mutters, placing his hand in his pants pocket. "I really do love you. I wanted to object during that ceremony, but you looked so happy up there." He lets out a breath. "He doesn't deserve you. He didn't even look happy to be up there."

"Tay." I say, warning in my voice.

"Kailei, please. I just want you to be happy, and I don't think Huey does it for you. I don't think he likes you like you like him."

"Tay!"

"And what would you know, nigga." Huey asks, wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

"Huey, ple-"

"No. What do you know about anything? Aren't you the nigga who cheated?"

"I changed-"

"Well, it's too late. You fucked up and bought her right to me."

"I swear to-"

"Guys, please." I say, pulling away from Huey. "Don't fight today. Today is too perfect." I say. Huey wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me to him and capturing me in a kiss.

"Aww, look at the love birds!" Skye says as I wrap my arms around his neck.

"You are terrible." I mutter as he pulls away from me.

"You love it."

When he let go of me and I turned around, Tay was gone. Well, better off that then he being here trying to start a fight. "Riley." Huey calls out and Huey walks to him. The two talk and Riley nods, a smirk forming on his face.

"Kai, let's dance." He says, grabbing my hand and whisking me away.

"What are you two planning?" I ask as the two of us do a simple two step in a circle.

"Who?"

"You and Huey. I saw you two talking. Where did he go?"

"He went to the bathroom. He told me to keep you preoccupied so that nigga Tay won't come back and try to steal you on some bitch nigga shit." I nod, still slightly skeptical. "How many months is you?"

"Four." I say, nodding.

"When you find out?"

"Last month."

"Damn. You planned all this shit in a month?"

"Well, I had a lot of help from Skye and James. Plus, we had a professional, so we got things done quickly."

"I always knew you was a hard worker."

"Yup. This means a lot to me."

"Yeah, I get you." He says, nodding.

"So when are you gonna settle down?" I ask and he looks at me.

"I ain't got no plans to. But, I guess when the right girl comes around, I'll be set."

"Riley." We hear and Riley lets go of me.

"Yo nigga back."

"I see." I say, smiling. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his cheek.

"Quit playin." Riley says, wiping his cheek as I laugh. Huey pulls me away from Riley and wraps his arms around me tightly. I wrap my arms around his neck and smile.

"I'm so happy."

"I know." He says and I roll my eyes.

"My dad is fond of you." I smile. "Which is a good thing, because he would have took me back to his house and I would have never seen you again."

"I'd have to kidnap you." He replies and my smile widens.

"I love you Huey."

"I know." He says and I sigh.

"You were supposed to say you love me too."

"You already know I do." He says, and I bite my lip.

"Really?"

"Of course. Don't over think."

"I'll try. I can't help it. I don't want you to leave."

"I'm not gonna leave you and this child."

"You better not." I respond.

I run a hand through my hair. "Rayen, Malcolm, please, don't break that." I say, keeping my eyes on the papers Huey was making me help grade.

"Sorry mom." She says. "You heard mom, idiot, don't mess with that."

"She said don't break it. I'm just looking at it."

"You know that's your father's right?" With that, I knew the twins backed away from it. Huey was the no nonsense type parent while I was the more laid back parent. I mean, there were times where I got loud and Huey got lenient, but we had a great balance with these two twelve year olds.

"You two finished with your homework?" Huey asks, causing the twins to respond in unison.

"This is so much work." I mutter, looking at the paper. "Why do you have so many students?"

"The school. Black History has gotten much more popular now."

"Because these little college hoes go around telling their friends about their sexy professor." I mutter and he looks at me, rolling his eyes.

"Watch your language." He says, and I shove him slightly.

"You aren't complaining when I ask you to-"

"Grade Kai." He says, placing another paper in front of me.

"I'm not even done with this one yet!" I groan, looking back down at the paper. "What was the topic again?"

"Martin Luther King Jr." He says and I snort.

"This person failed." I say, placing the paper in front of him. He closes his eyes and sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"I hate this student." He mutters, grabbing a red sharpie. I watch as he places a huge zero on the paper.

"That's not nice."

"Everyone else is fine, but this nigga…"

"Aww, my poor baby." I say, getting up and wrapping my arms around his neck. I press a kiss on his cheeks and he rubs my arm. "You should take a break." I say and he sighs.

"And do what?"

"Me."

"The kids, Kai."

"I can be quiet."

"Kailei, stop."

"But, Huey."

"Kai."

"I love you."

"I know."