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“Hell nah! You’on know how glad I am to hear that shit,” I replied.

She wrapped her arms around my neck until I finally lowered her.

Finding out Gabi was married had nearly ended our relationship. I’d been pissed about her keeping something that important from me, but we’d worked through it. Now that the divorce was final, there wasn’t any reason for Kentrell’s name to keep coming up between us.

“You ain’t gotta deal with that nigga anymore?” I asked.

“No. Everything went through our attorneys, and that’s how I intend to keep it,” she answered.

“Good. Now go get dressed,” I told her, giving her another kiss.

“For what?” She frowned.

“I’m taking you to dinner.”

“Tae, I just got home. Can I at least take a shower?”

“Baby, go take your shower. I’ain rushing you,” I replied.

“That’s a first,” she teased, walking toward the stairs.

I smacked her ass as she passed me.

“Keep talking shit,” I warned, making her laugh.

A couple of hours later, we were sitting across from each other at one of our favorite restaurants. I’d ordered champagne, and Gabi had been laughing about it since the server brought the bottle over.

“You really celebrating my divorce?” she questioned.

“Hell yeah,” I replied, raising my glass. “Here’s to my woman finally getting rid of that bitch ass husband.”

“Baby, you’re ridiculous,” she laughed, touching her glass against mine.

“Had me out here sinning and shit. I had Gee put my name on that prayer list they be having so Big G wouldn’t blame for the shit I’ain even know about,” he admitted, and I couldn’t do shit but shake my head at his foolishness.

We ordered dinner and talked about our day before Gabi reached across the table for my hand.

“I know I should’ve handled everything sooner,” she admitted. “And I appreciate you giving us another chance.”

“Gabi, we already talked about that shit. I’ain finna keep making you apologize,” I assured her, reaching across the table for her hand. “I love you, and that’s why I’m here. We’re good, baby.”

“I love you too,” she replied, squeezing my hand.

We finished dinner talking about everything from her clients at the shop to the twins, who already had everybody wrapped around their little fingers. Gabi had been spending plenty of time at Joni and Tori’s, and I could tell she was enjoying being around he babies.

Watching her with my nephews had me thinking about some things I’d never seriously considered before. I wasn’t saying I was ready to start having babies tomorrow, but I could see myself raising a family with her. More importantly, I could see myself marrying her, and the thought didn’t bother me one bit.

***

Gabi went to Rah’s to have a girl’s night, or what they would consider a girl’s night, while the guys met up at Stacks’ club. It was always nice to get out and enjoy somebody else’s shit every now and then. When I walked into the section, Buck was the first one to say something.

“Nigga, you late,” Buck announced before I could finish greeting everybody.

“Late for what? Ain’t nobody tell me we was punching a fucking clock,” I replied, dapping him up.

“Pay that nigga no attention,” Stacks said, laughing. “He been complaining since he got here.”

“Fuck you, Jackson,” Buck shot back at his brother.