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KAIRO

I looked at Cash as I asked her to marry me, and she started crying as soon as I asked.

She was the only woman in the world who had made me want to say the words I had just spoken.

We had just reconnected on the island. I didn't have a ring, and we were naked on the couch of her suite, but I couldn't let the moment pass.

I wasn't going to let her get away from me again. She had my son and my heart.

"Kairo, are you sure?"

"Hell yeah," I said, causing her to laugh through tears.

"Yes, Ro. I'll marry you." She smiled brightly as she sat up and kissed me. We sat there for a moment before I got up and threw on my pants, and I gave her the ones I had taken off her. She slid them on and looked at me.

"Let's go shower, baby. We got shit to do before it gets dark."

"What do we have to do?" She asked, confused.

"We've got to get married. My whole family is here on the island, but I want it to be me, you, and our son. We can see them tomorrow to celebrate his birthday. He needs to know he has a village."

She didn't fight me. She just had me follow her to the shower on the other side of the suite.

It took us longer than expected because she dropped to her knees once we were inside it, and she reminded me why she had left me.

Then when she was done, I picked her up and fucked her against the shower wall until she was screaming and digging in my back.

I missed everything about her, but the sex was for sure high on the list. She was threatening to activate my fucking demons again, but I fought to suppress them until the ink dried on the marriage license. I wasn't going out sad twice.

Once we showered, we dressed, and I followed her into the room where our son was sleeping. I didn't need a test to confirm what I already knew. If by any chance KJ wasn't my son, I was going to have to kill Kaino or Kaire because the boy lying in the bed looked exactly like me and my siblings.

"How long does he normally sleep?"

"Around two to three hours. The best part of my day," She laughed. "Grab him for me, please."

I eased him out of bed as she packed a backpack full of juices and snacks. I looked at what she had and shook my head.

"What's wrong?" She questioned.

"Where the snacks?" I shot back. Looking at the damn granola bars and applesauce she was packing.

"He doesn't eat sugar, Kairo," she said as she giggled and zipped the bag.

"As in he can't, or you won't give it to him?" I raised my eyebrow and looked at her.

"You think the lord is going to give me a baby at forty-one, and I'm going to pump him up full of garbage?" She laughed.

"I hate to tell you this, but I saw a 120-pack of fruit roll-ups at the house, and after they meet him tomorrow, we might have to fight if you say he can't have one," I warned her. My mother, especially, didn't want to hear shit when it came to her grandchildren.

She laughed. "It's okay."

We walked outside to the truck, and I started trying to find a jewelry store nearby. The first order of business was to find Cash a ring, and then we would find someone on the island who could marry us.

KJ started to wake up, and after he noticed that he was lying on me, he reached for Cash.

The fact that he wasn't comfortable with me fucked with me, but I pushed it to the back of my mind.

At the very least, it validated that Cashmere had been an amazing mother to him.

Even though we lost three years, we had the rest of our lives cause he wasn't leaving my side.

We were almost to the jeweler when Cash said, "Ro, didn't you show up on the island with a whole girlfriend? What are we doing?"

"That's not my girlfriend, baby. She can be the flower girl, though.

" I said, never looking up from my phone.

Ayesha was the least of my concerns, she wasn't my girl, and I'll be damned if she was going to be the reason why Cash decided not to go through with this marriage.

I had found a spot here that does weddings, and I was booking a time slot for later.

I was more serious about this than I had ever been about anything else.

Before the sun set, she would be Mrs. Cashmere Carter.

6 months later- Miami, Florida

"Excuse me, ma'am, you are so beautiful." A nigga approached Cashmere at the bar as I was coming back from the bathroom. Her breath was caught in her throat as she looked at me towering over him.

"I just told her two minutes ago, she don't need a reminder nigga," I gritted.

"I'm sorry, my guy." The man said as he turned to me with a shocked expression.

"Yeah, yeah. Get your ass on." I said as I shooed him away. She covered her face in embarrassment.

"It's taking everything in you not to put your hands on that man, huh?" she laughed.

"Eating me the fuck up," I confirmed. She hollered out as she threw her head back. I was what I liked to call a retired crash-out now. My wife said that I needed self-restraint, so I was going to show her that I could be a civilized nigga. Shit still got wicked, but I wasn’t so quick to react now.

I had a wife and children to take care of and protect.

It was the first night we had been out since we got married.

I spent every day with her and KJ since we crossed paths, and our bond grew fast and strong.

I barely left the house without taking him with me.

When we made it back to the mansion the next day, my folks gave her hell, but it didn't take long before they came around and damn near took KJ from us both.

Tonight is his first cousin's sleepover at my mom's, and Cash is having the hardest time.

Aside from it being the first time that he'd ever been away from her, this pregnancy has had her all over the place emotionally.

So, I decided to take her out so that she could get her mind off it.

We were also celebrating that she had passed the Florida Bar and was now able to practice law in Florida.

She doesn't even know that I had been looking for a commercial building since I convinced her to study for it.

As soon as they finish the renovations, that's going to be her push gift.

"This celebration would be better if I could have a drink," She pouted.

"Nah, you baking my daughter," I said as I reached out to her and touched her small belly. She was four months pregnant, and I had been enjoying it more than she was.

"Don't remind me, I'm forty-four. I'm too old to be pregnant.

If anything happens to me, promise you won't let Ayesha raise my kids.

That girl is bat shit crazy." She said as we both laughed.

Ayesha cried real tears and said I ruined her vision board when I went back to the house with Cashmere and announced our marriage. She was crazier than me.

"You could be eighty-four, and I wouldn't give a damn, baby. I love you, Mrs. Carter." I said as I pulled her from the seat she was sitting in and brought her into my lap.

"I love you too, husband." She said as she nestled between my legs and interlocked her hands in mine. As soon as my dick bricked up, I knew that it was time for us to go home. We had been out long enough; now it was time for me to end the night buried inside of my wife.

"Let's go.." I said as I bit her neck. She turned around to me with the sneakiest grin, knowing what I meant.

When Corey suggested hiring her, I never would have thought we would end up married with two children.

But here we are. From the moment she walked in, I was attracted to a Savage, and in a way… she was too.

The End