"And my heart used to be cold,

Til' your hands laid on my soul,

And that's why you're beautiful"

The morning after they landed in Los Angeles was tiring. Dave had the audacity to wake her up. She was beyond ready to fight him, but she held her composure.

This was Dave's surprise, LA— When he told her this was the surprise that "she would like", she was pissed off. Then she slept on it and realized how much she was thankful that he would take her somewhere anyways.

They didn't leave until two weeks after he presented her the tickets. She understands that Dave is a busy man, and she accepted it. Part of her questioned why he would her back to LA after she just left.

They rode in the car in a comfortable silence. Aubrey's eyes stayed closed. Eventually falling asleep.

Dave opened the passenger's side door, tapping her to wake up. "Baby, Aubs, Fat mamas" he called out her nicknames, her eyes fluttered open, immediately looking around at her surroundings.

"Welcome home." He moved aside showcasing a large house, their large house.

"Oh my gosh, Daveeeee" she yelled, getting out the car as quickly as her pregnant stomach would allow "It's so beautiful" she smiled hugging him.

"I love it, but what about when we gotta take the groceries in the house and don't wanna take two trips?" Aubrey laughed, rushing up the steps to see the interior.

"This is so beautiful, when, how?" She laughed, trying to get all of her questions out.

"Well, I mean, I was looking for something in LA anyways, because Jay want me to expand the cartel to the West. Then, 1 Av is doing so damn good out here, a nigga planned on opening up a new one. I already had this house picked out. I knew you wouldn't stay away from me, and your best friends forever so I got it for us. I just added the nursery. That's really why it took two weeks." He laughed, happy that he did good for once in his life.

He made one woman he loved with all his heart happy, and he planned on making the two little ones as happy also. He needed his family to be good forever, and he needed them to stay solid forever. He knew that a lot of shit could happen, but one thing he never wanted to lose faith in was the bond that they would build.

"Oh my gosh, this is sooooo beautiful. You really outdid yourself" linking her arms around his neck, she kissed his lips repeatedly. Never getting enough. Her man wasn't perfect, and yes, he was working on him, but, damn, she couldn't help but love him, his lazy eye, and his neck braids. She didn't know how long it would take for him to get it together, but she knew he would. Out of fear of losing her for good.

She couldn't help but to think a little deeper, about how men always had space to grow, and women should always stand by his side while he grew, because the outcome could POSSIBLY be good, and worth the journey. When it came to women, they sang s different tune, she had to be prepped, and trained while young to become the perfect wife one day. You couldn't make mistakes, and the only growing that would be done would be from perfecting your slight imperfections. It couldn't be too many imperfections though.

God forbid you slept around with a guy on the first night, happened to have a one night stand, or your body count didn't pass the wifey materiel test. Now it's "you can't turn a hoe into a housewife." And "STONE THE WHORE"

"Baby you good?" Dave grabbed Aubrey's hand, taking her from the twins nursery. "The house was my real surprise, but of course I couldn't tell you that"

Slapping his arm softly, she laughed "Had me thinking it was a trip to LA. Don't get me wrong, I love this place but I literally just spent months here, it wouldn't be considered a vacay." She rolled her eyes, with a playful laugh.

"You right." Shrugging his shoulders, he examined the nursery "We going out tonight, so I need you to dress like you finna step on all these bitches necks" He mocked Danny, and Aubrey to bust into a fit of laughter.

"I'll think about that later, for now, let's break our new house in" Aubrey suggested, Dave looked at her with a toothy grin. She already knew his nasty ass was down with anything dealing with sex.

"Don't have my baby head coming out looking inflated, you gotta take your time"

"Shut yo crazy ass up" Dave laughed, picking Aubrey up bridal style.

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The night came and Dave had set up a rooftop dinner for the two of them. A crazy idea because Aubrey was afraid of heights. The thought itself made her feel as if she would shit on herself.

When the door opened, she pushed her fears to the back, and she focused on the dinner that sat on the table, waiting for her to devour. She was accepting this whole rooftop dinner because it was something new, and she didn't want to mess up their night.

"I'm glad we're finally eating because, your babies was finna box my stomach up if I ain't feed them soon." Aubrey exaggerated, and Dave looked at her confused.

"Babe, you had a whole Quarter pounder, and a large fry a couple hours ago."

Aubrey side eyed him, for calling out her eating habits. She said what she said, and she meant it when she said she was hungry.

"A couple hours ago, 9:00 pm. A couple hoursss agoooo, ninnnee o' clock pm. Those don't sound alike. Therefore, a couple hours ago don't matter and I'm hungry now." She took a seat in the chair Dave held out for her, she moved closer to the table until her stomach moved the table an inch.

"Dave, I really hope you got a trampoline surrounding this building. You know I'm clumsy. We need a whole safety net for me." Dave just stared, amazed how she could have two different conversations in less than sixty seconds.

"Let's just eat so I can return you to the first floor." Aubrey laughed, eating some of her pasta, a moan slipping her lips.

"Can we take whoever cooked this home with us please? The twins and I want he or she in our living space. Hire them, I'll pay." Aubrey spoke in a serious tone. This was why Dave called her fatso all the time. Reaching over to his plate, she took a piece of his salmon.

"Hell nah, keep them fat ass sausages on your side. Don't touch shit on this plate." Pushing her hand away, she mugged him.

"Alright lard ass, you ain't gotta be so rude" rolling her eyes, looking up at the moon, her neck snapped to the plate when she saw Dave fork in her plate from her peripheral.

"If you don't move those dirty, ThEy JuSt TaTtOoS' things out my plate. Imma stab you." She cut her eyes at him, his laughter irritating her.

"You always talking about a nigga hands dirty, my tattoos don't even look like dirt." He took a piece of his Salmon into his mouth staring at her.

After their food was all gone, Dave wrapped Aubrey in his arms, rocking her to the slow music that played from his speaker. This moment was perfect.

When Dave's arms dropped from around her, she turned to look at him on bended knee. Her mouth dropped for the second time today, and she covered her mouth.

"Dave, you're not!" She screamed out, Dave looked up at her confused.

"I'm not, a nigga can't tie his shoe?"

"You can't be doing that. Only 5 year olds and track stars get on one knee to tie their shoe. You too damn big to be five, and your fat ass ain't running nowhere." Shifting her weight into her left leg, she put her hand on her hip.

"You right." He laughed, reaching in his pocket, opening the velvet black box, a photographer stepped out to get the moment.

"Aubrey Renee. I am here on one knee, madly in love with your crazy ass. You are the love of my life, and the mother of my kids. You're were the light, when I only felt darkness. I know people may think we moved too fast, and this was sudden but Aubs I know who I want to grow old with, and what freckled face I want to wake up to everyday for the rest of my life, so there ain't no need to waste time. God broke the mold when he made you. Aubby, will you marry me?" Aubrey wiped her tears, nodding her head yes.

"Yes! Yes! YES! 1,000 times yes!" She jumped into Dave's arms kissing his lips. Ugh, she was in love. Miami was where she experienced her worse, but also came out with the best.

Her friends, her fiancé, and her babies. The good thing about coming from the bottom was, you couldn't go anywhere else but up.

Y'all niggas thought I was finna lose this? #Tildeathdouspart #Shemissthisbody #shegot6weekstohealafterthetwinscauseimshootingheclubupagain.

All I heard was I'm shooting you up. Mama love her babies, but imma need that SnapBack okurt?

You could've had better. She aight.

Show us the ring before Chubbs get hungry and try to eat that too.

We thought they was mad before bestie 😂 these bitches pressed now.

oop, she mad. How can you have better when my bitch is the best? ADD PRESSURE.

While Aubrey and Dave lived their night up, Tommie stressed over a text sent to her phone.

305-555-5799: We know what you did. Mase won't Rest In Peace til you dead.