Chirs
"Could you be any slower, come on babe they are probably waiting on us." Brielle said as I made my way down the stairs.
I honestly didn't see the rush, she acts like we not getting on my private jet.
"Daddy." I looked down to see Ellie with her hands up wanting me to pick her up. I reached down and grabbed her with one arm and took the remaining bags to the car while Brielle locked up the house.
"Im tired man." Cre said climbing over the seat of the Tahoe we were being driven in and laid down. I shook my head and looked to see Ellie going to sleep on me.
"My babies tired." Bre said picking something off my face then glancing back at Cre.
"Who the hell picks a four am flight." I said making myself comfortable in the seat being sure not to wake Arielle.
"Me." Bre said before leaning on my shoulder and closing her eyes.
Before I could drift off to sleep we had arrived at the jet.
"Come on baby." Bre said taking Arielle from me. Yawning I looked over the seat to see Cre with his mouth open snoring.
Shaking my head I reached over and shook him. This little nigga slept like a grown ass man. It took Brielle to wake him up after five minuets of me trying. If it was up to me I would've left his bad ass.
"Whats up nigga?" Ty asked as I stepped on the jet with an asleep Arielle in my hands. I sat down beside him on the couch and put Arielle across my lap.
"Shit man alot." I said glancing over a Bre who was engrossed in a conversation witch Chyna.
"What is it?" He questioned making me rub a hand down my face and turn to him.
Brielle POV
"Finally!" Cre said as we all got off the jet. After the long ten hour flight we finally had touched down in Kingston, Jamaica.
"Where the weed at?" Chris yelled as he came off the last step with Ellie in his arms.
"Shit, thats what I'm saying." Ty said holding Nyla's hand as she tried to run off.
Rolling my eyes I finally looked around in complete awe. From the trees to fresh smell of salt water I know for a fact this trip would be one to remember.
After getting all of our belongings we finally got on the trolly that was waiting to take us to our beach house.
"I'm so tired." Chris said putting his head in my lap.
I rolled my eyes rubbing my hand over his face. He was such a big baby sometimes, but I wouldn't change it for anything.
We rode for about five minutes before we pulled up to the beach house we were staying in.
Chyna had seriously out done herself.
"Close yall mouths before a fly gets in it." She said making me look over to see the smirk on her face.
"Oh you fancy huh?" Chris said trying to be funny.
"This not even about being fancy, this shit right here niggas is ghetto fabulous." Chyna said twirling around like a little kid before running off to the entrance. And of course the kids followed along with Ty and Chris's over grown asses.
Shaking my head I motioned for the driver to place our bags by the entrance and from there I sorted from what was who's and placing them in each room.
"I know you not cleaning up." Chris said coming down the hall as I exited from the room our kids would be staying in.
"Just wanted to make sure everything was sorted out." I said as he walked up to me.
He just hovered over my short frame with some type of mug he had mustered up. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist.
"I love you." I said sticking out my lips for him to peck.
"I love you too." He said pecking my lips a couple of times.
I pulled back when I heard someone clear their throat. I turned to see Chyna standing there with two daiquiris and her bathing suit cover up on.
"Sorry." I said looking away in embarrassment.
"Why you blocking?" Chris whined.
"Uhh" Chyna said putting her hand in his face.
"Damn its like-"
"Erp" she said closing her hand together as if to tell him to be quiet.
"Bre baby go change so we can go have fun." She said still holding her hand in his face.
"Fine." I said brushing pass her, but not before moving her hand out his face.
Going into our room I shook my head hearing them start to argue.
I looked around for my bathing suit seeing as though Chris had basically shoved all of our clothes in different drawers.
I decided on a cute one piece and a cover up because honestly I still had the baby weight from Arielle almost four years ago and I don't believe it was going anywhere anytime soon.
"Aww shit now." Chris said, sounding like someone's uncle at the family cookout.
"Stop babe." I said slightly embarrassed now that everyone had turned to me from the patio area in the backyard.
"Girl you and this ass and titties." Chyna said coming up to me and playfully slapping my butt.
"Move fag." Chris said mushing her face and coming into my personal space.
"What Chris?"
"You're just so gorgeous baby." He said looking down on me with a mix of love and lust in his eyes. Which in return depended the blush that was already stained on my cheeks.
"Thank you Chris." I said breaking away from the trance I was in.
"Don't thank me baby, its my duty to please that booty." He said grabbing handful of my butt which did something to me in the process.
"Maybe we can start on baby number three while we're here." I said placing my hands on his chest.
"You sure?" Chris had asked. I had been pushing away the thought of another child after the two miscarriages I had after Ellie, but I know now I can't live in fear forever and if its God will it will be done.
"Yes daddy, I'm sure" I said jokingly pecking his neck with an open kiss sure to let my tongue swirl on it before pulling away.
"Damn Bre, its like that?" he asked pressing himself into me.
"Mama, Come watch me slide!" I heard Ellie call out before I could reply. Switching my eyes from her to Chris who was still in a daze I laughed inwardly knowing I'd have to make it up to him later.
"Duty calls." I said patting his chest and stepping away from his embrace with a smirk headed in her direction.
"Really Bre?" Chris questioned motioning towards the tent in his shorts.
"I'll make it up to you, I swear." And with that I blew him a kiss putting an extra switch in my hips.