Page 48 of Legal Returns
“You’re preaching to the choir.”
“Are you guys done?”
I sigh and look down into my lap. I don’t want to be, but that’s looking like something I have no control over. It’s just that I feel like we were meant to have at least one more, but losing Lucia changed everything.
“I don’t know. I wouldn’t mind having one more. We’ll see.”
“Oh my God. Forgive me. I’m so sorry. That’s really none of my business.
“And … I’m sorry. I have baby brain. I should have thought about what I was saying. I probably need to get some sleep.”
“No, you’re fine. Don’t even worry about it. Thanks, Carmen. Get some rest.”
“Later, Tasha. Thank you.”
I hang up and sit staring into space. The sound of the door to my bedroom creaking open grabs my attention. I turn to findSunny peaking his little head in. I smile and open my arms for my little boy.
“Mommy,” he sings and toddles his way over to me.
I pick him up and nuzzle his neck, causing him to squeal and laugh. I love his little laugh. Munching on his neck and cheeks, I cause him to laugh some more.
“Hey, handsome. What are you up to?”
“Ball-ball with Da-da,” Sunny replies.
“There you are, you just took off on me,” LaSalle says as he enters the room.
“You left Da-da to play basketball by himself?”
“I think he heard your voice and came looking for a cheerleader.”
“Is that right?” I laugh.
“Yup, he wants someone to cheer him on while he dunks on his old man.”
I pull a face and give LaSalle the side-eye. Sunny and his four-foot basketball hoop are hardly any challenge for this man. He usually has Sunny in his arms, helping him to dunk the ball.
Sunny gets so excited and happy. I always end up laughing the entire time they play. I stand with our son in my arms and go to carry him back out to play.
“Hold on,” LaSalle says and nods at Sunny in my arms as he places his hand on my belly to stop me.
I snort. Sunny has passed out. “Oh my goodness, what have you done to my baby?”
LaSalle chuckles. “I think he was running from me to find someplace to take a nap.”
“I told you to stop trying to be the basketball version of Joe Jackson,” I tease.
“I’m offering options, baby. There will only be one don. This one will either be in court or on one,” he laughs.
“Whatever, come with me to put him in his room and then I’ll make you some lunch.”
He moves to wrap his arms around me from behind. “I could think of something I’d rather eat,” he whispers into my ear.
I look back at him with a smile on my lips. The girls are at Marie’s and Elijah and Paulie are with my brother. Czar is one of the favorite uncles.
I’m not surprised by that. Czar was always the cool older brother growing up. I can’t wait to see him be a father. I think he’s going to be great. He’s amazing with my boys.
We walk Sunny to his room, and I put him down in his bed. Mary appears and nods as she goes to sit in the rocking chair in Sunny’s room.
