CHAPTER 2

"Let's count." I drew myself closer to him. "One." "on." "Two." "Toe." "Three." "Free." We counted from one to three over and over and I sang him nursery rhymes. That ought to take his tiny mind off the words he shouldn't have heard. ___________________________________ Jasmine's POV I had gathered my small family around the dinner table. Jevan was placed in his baby seat between our chairs. I had cooked dinner for Evan and myself and prepared sweet potato tots and diced fruits for Jevan. I fed Jevan while I ate from my plate as well. A conversation started between Evan and I and we were so caught up in it, Jevan's hand accidentally knocked over his container of fruits when he attempted to feed himself. "Oh fuck. Kill me," he blurted out. Mine and Evan's eyes popped open and we looked at the small figure sitting between us. "Did he just said what I think he said?" his father asked, raising an eyebrow at me. I nodded yes. Evan threw back his head and started laughing but it wasn't funny to me. Jevan was learning words and I always tell people to watch what they're saying around him. It was very odd that he liked repeating only the foul languages from a complete statement. On one occasion, I was on the phone with Zenia. She was telling me something very funny and I absentmindedly called her an ‘asshole'. Jevan began repeating the word ′asshole′ but I quickly scolded him and he stopped saying it. When Evan got home that evening, Jevan was sitting in the living room putting together a lego block castle. He had been doing that the entire evening while I was looking at television. Evan came over to greet and kiss me as he usually does. His foot accidentally knocked over Jevan's castle. "Sorry son," he apologized. "Asshole," Jevan responded. Zenia's POV Mommy and I were heading over to Jasmine's and Evan's house. Jasmine was putting together a small engagement celebration and of course, mom and I were invited. I was excited apart from the celebration because I knew I would see him there as well. I wore a fitted white dress that flowed down to my ankles like a waterfall, a respectable split stopped just above my knees. I had flat ironed my hair and did loose wave curls to the sides. I completed the look with a simple gold necklace and bracelets. I looked beautiful but I couldn't outshine my sister. This was her glowing moment and she looked stunning. She also wore a white dress which hugged her in all the right places. The pregnancy worked extra magic for her body. Her boobs got bigger and her hips were wider which meant her butt pop out too. Evan must really be loving himself. Jasmine was everything. Her hair was styled in a high bun and her makeup was flawless. "You made it." She embraced me with a hug. "And I have a bone to pick with you." I broke the hug. "Did I do something wrong?" "We'll speak later. My guests are arriving. Come have a drink." She pulled me towards the kitchen area. A large table was covered with all different types and colors of wines, champagnes and other sparking beverages. "Help yourself." She filled a glass for herself and walked back out to the living room where everyone was beginning to mingle with each other. I scanned the drinks. So much to choose from. I decided to pour myself a glass of chilled rose wine. I only had it once at a club with some of my college friends when we celebrated our completion of college and I loved it. "That's not a drink." A voice startled me and arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me backwards gently onto his chest. I knew it was him. His scent fanned my nostrils immediately afterwards as I got comfortable against his hard impressive chest. "How are you?" "I'm fine." I turned around and looked into his beautiful grey pair of eyes. He gave a cute smile and kissed my forehead. "You look stunning. Like you're the one getting married." I laughed heartily. Me and marriage? "Shouldn't we be joining everyone else out there in the living room?" I pulled away from his hug and sipped on my glass of rose wine. EJ and I were friends with each other ever since we met at a diner. I was walking by when Evan saw me and called me over to their table. I met EJ that day but it was cut shortly when Evan's friend appeared to be rude. EJ then found me on Facebook and we took off from there but I wasn't rushing into a committed relationship with him. We were just friends. I hadn't even told my sister about us. I took his hand and walked towards the living room. I released his hand once we spotted everyone. I sat down next to my mother and EJ sat down with his on the opposite side of us. Evan and Jasmine stood up in the middle of the room and announced their engagement to us. I already knew about it but I got happy all over again. Jasmine deserved being happy and they deserved each other. Everyone clapped and cheered for them and hugged them with congratulations once the announcement was over. Evan raised his son and handed him over to one of his maids for the balance of the night. Everyone filed outside in the huge yard where the real celebrating party was being held.