Page 14 of This Is Law 3

“I have no doubts on the shit that you can do as a woman, Yaya. You already know that I’m one of those men that believes a woman can do anything that she puts her mind to.

I was just fuckin with you when I suggested retiring you.

Even though it’s a joke, I would love the idea of you living the rest of your life spoiled by me, and stress free.

All I want to do is handle the hard shit and allow you to get queen treatment.

I’m sorry if I offended you, baby,” he replied, while standing up from the chair.

“That’s cute, Sevyn. Adorable, actually, but you know that I would lose my mind if I had to sit still for the rest of my life,” I let him know. He nodded, knowing that I was telling the truth.

He walked over to the door first, so that he could open it, and he allowed me to walk out first. Once we were out, we went up front, so that I could schedule my next appointment four weeks from now. Once that was set, we left out of the doctor together.

Both Law and I took the rest of the day off with work because we really didn’t know how long we were going to be at my appointment.

Since we had time to spare, and the boys wouldn’t be out of school until the next three hours or so, I convinced him to come with me to the nail salon.

I needed a pedicure, and I told him that this could be a little time to have together, and he could get a pedicure along with me.

These days, with us working on us, and Law rarely telling me no to anything that I would ask him for, he gave in, and now we headed to the nail spot that I’ve been going to for the past ten plus years.

“You know I want two girls, but what would you do if it’s another set of boys that your pregnant with?” Law asked me, as he was driving on the main road, about ten minutes away from the nail salon.

I was lying back in my seat, and he was driving with his left hand, while his right hand was palmed on my flat belly, just keeping it there while he was riding.

My hand was on top of his, rubbing it up and down, playing with the hair that was on his arm.

Just as much as he couldn’t keep his hands off me, I couldn’t do the same.

“I’ll probably break down, and cry,” I told him, and he laughed.

“You going to do that with whatever the genders are though,” he said.

“Yeah, but I really don’t want two more boys. I wouldn’t even be upset with a girl, and a boy. I’ll take that pair, but four men in one house, and just me? Sevyn, I’ll go crazy,” I was honest with my answer.

“I pray it’s girls though. That little time that I had with Sarai was nowhere near enough.

I want me two little princesses. I want to take my little girls on date nights, I can’t wait until their in school, and they have their father/ daughter dance, or when we put them in ballet or some shit, and we’re sitting front row, watching them perform.

I’m a good dad to my boys, but I want to be a girl dad so bad.

They going to be rotten. Just like how I was with Sarai.

You gone be jealous,” he finished, and I laughed at the end part of his statement.

“Would you ever tie your tubes?” he asked me after a minute of silence.

“I don’t think I would. After I have these babies, I gotta get back on the pill. I can’t be popping out baby after baby for you once a year. Why you ask me that? You wouldn’t want me to tie my tubes?” I asked him.

“Nah. I actually wouldn’t. Shit just sound so final,” I chuckled at that.

“You know that you can get it reversed though, so it doesn’t have to be final. I’m assuming you wouldn’t get snipped?” I asked him.

“Hell nah. My nut is premium, baby. Look at what the fuck I breed. I ain’t snipping shit,” I rolled my eyes at that cocky answer because that’s what I expected from him.

The whole way to the nail salon, this man talked to me about babies.

Here I was, carrying two for his ass, and there was already another conversation going with him saying that after I had the twins, all I ever had to do was give him one more.

Him telling me that was the equivalent of someone having their mouth stuffed with food and still trying to add more.

Law had baby fever like none other, and that’s why after I dropped these twins for him, I was going to break my neck getting to the doctor, so that I could get on the pill.

He did breed beautiful children, but that did not mean that I wanted to pop them out back, and forth for him like this.

We pulled up to the nail salon, and even with it being the middle of the day, on a weekday, it was still crowded.

Law held the door for me, so that I could walk in, and my guy Lee that I would usually go to for my pedicures, he wasn’t here.

For the most part, everyone in here did great, quality work, so I signed both our names, putting us down for a pedicure.

Law was sitting in a chair, and there weren’t any other chairs, so once I reached him, he pulled me down, so that I could sit in his lap.

“What you getting? White toes?” he wanted to know.

“That’s what you want me to get?” I turned my head around a little bit, so that I could look at him, while I talked to him.

“Shit, I always like whatever you get. You already know you have pretty, suckable toes,” he complimented me, and before I could even say anything back to him, the sound of loud laughter from the back, that was making its way to the front of the salon caught my attention.

I knew that laugh from a mile away. It was the same laugh that almost got that bitch punched in her mouth the last time that I was around her.

When I told Law that I wanted us to come here to get our pedicures, I wasn’t thinking about the fact that I’d ran into this bitch a couple of times before in the past. It was Gina coming from the back.

They would do waxing in the back, and I didn’t even try to not make it so obvious that I was looking at her, so I was able to see the redness above, and below her eyebrows, so I knew that she had to have just finished getting her eyebrows waxed.

One of the nail techs, who was also in charge of the wax services, her name was Tina, and her, and Gina were laughing at whatever it was that held their attention.

Gina had to have felt my eyes on her, or even the presence of Law because she quickly looked over in our direction, and just as I boldly glared at her is as boldly as she glared at me.

I could see the enviousness in her eyes, as if she was questioning why it was me, and wasn’t her.

We’ve had our fair share of run ins before in the past, but we’ve never ran into each other while Law was here.

“Don’t entertain that shit. Please. We having a good day,” Law harshly whispered into my ear.

“Soraya, and Sevyn. Your nail tech is ready for you,” the hostess came over, and stood right in front of us.

Law tapped me on my thigh, so that I could stand up, and I did just that. For us to walk to the back, we were going to have to walk past Gina. The second I walked past the bitch, I heard her mumble something under her breath.

“What happened?” I turned my head around to ask. Law tapped me on my hip, moving me right along, so whatever it was that she was going to respond, I wouldn’t hear her.

“You got the nigga, love. Redirect that energy to someone else,” she had the nerve to say.

“The nigga that your speaking of was free for a year and change, and you still didn’t get him. I handed the nigga to you bitches, and you still couldn’t get him. It’s like, what were you hoes doing?” my voice was calm, but I knew that I could turn up if I really wanted to.

“Soraya, chill the fuck out!” Sevyn spat.

“I just feel like if you going to be on this kind of time with me, make sure this is your energy towards every other bitch that he was fuckin with behind your back because it wasn’t just me, love,” she kept on going.

I knew if I stood here, and I went back and forth with this bitch in front of Sevyn, that he was going to be pissed about it, especially since he’d already told me not to entertain her, and he’d already threatened me, telling me to calm down.

I wasn’t trying to be beefing with my man, but at the same time, I’ve never been that mature where I could stand here, and let a bitch talk shit, and I didn’t attempt to get the last word in.

“I know it wasn’t just you. It was you and a few other bitches that didn’t know how to keep their legs closed to a married man.

The difference is when I see the other hoes, they pretend that they don’t see me, and they go in the other direction.

You, on the other hand, every time you see me, you go out of your way to try and get my attention.

It’s like you have to prove to me that his dick was in your mouth at one point.

Hoe, I see you, and I know everything about you.

You didn’t even get any dick from out of him the last time you saw him.

You were down on your knees, sucking dick for a smoothie, and a wrap that had a promotion special going on that day.

You don’t think he told me that shit?” I asked her, trying to step closer to her, but Law grabbed my arm, not letting me do it.

I could tell that I hurt her feelings with my words, even though she tried to stand here, and pretend that she wasn’t fazed by it. It was a good crowd of people in the nail salon, and we were literally standing right in the middle, so all eyes were on us.

Even the staff were watching, tuned in, ready to see how this was going to end.

Gina made the smartest decision that she’s made in the last minute, and she decided to just walk away.

Once she was in front, so that she could pay for her services, that’s when I snatched my hand away from Law, and I headed to one of the pedicure chairs, so that they could start on me.