Chapter 2 — Jamal
Jamal's grandfather's health takes a turn for the worse a few weeks after the Championships.
"We could hurry up and have the wedding this weekend, so we can have Grandpa—"
"He's pretty much gone, Shay. Uncle Ronnie told me they're pulling the plug."
Damn! Jamal's hero, Grandpa Willy will no longer be with us. Shay's always coveted the old man. She remembers when he caught her and Jamal kissing in the kitchen when they were in fifth grade. Grandpa Willy told them he'll keep their little secret forever and he did. 48 hours later, Grandpa Willy passed away at the age of 89.
* * *
Shay holds onto Jamal's hand as they pay their respects. She plays a supporting role during this difficult time and there is more laughter as the beginning hour of grief passes. Jamal's family comes to terms with his death and prepares for his burial.
After the funeral procession, Shay wanders, looking for things that need to be tidied up. Jamal's relatives come in the living room one by one, heartbroken. Shay saw her future mother-in-law, Cassandra smoking on the back steps and went outside. Shay rested her head against hers and took her hand. "Everything's going to be okay, mom."
"Thanks, baby."
* * *
A few days after the funeral, Jamal and Shay are back at practice. Shay has leg cramps during the morning stretches and sits.
"Are you going to be okay?"
Shay rubs her calves and tries doing extra stretches.
"I've gotten off my routine. Haven't been drinking enough water?"
"Gotten off your routine? That's not like my baby, Shay."
"For real, Jamal. I feel like shit."
"We need to get back to our morning runs."
"Yeah, babe."
"Gotta get my baby back. I'll call a good masseuse before we leave."
* * *
The massage is expensive and it hurts the hell out of Shay. She prefers a massage with her regulars since they are gentler. The guy Jamal hired, hands were too rough.
"Yeah, he was too rough," Shay says grimacing.
"I guess he's never worked on black women before. Let me call Ms. Lee."
"Ok, babe."
Once Shay finishes her massage session, they head home and find Kia with Meena doing exercises in front of the TV. Kia's wearing her colorful sweatpants trying to do that what mommy and daddy sometimes do.
"As long as she doesn't run into your legs, you'll be okay," Jamal tells Meena.
"I know right. When Kia gets going, there's no stopping her."
* * *
Shay's family throws her birthday party at her parent's house a week before their wedding. To her, this really just an excuse to have an extra party.
Shay takes a sip of wine and watches as her uncles, Kevin and Anthony show her nephew how to throw a baseball. Jamal has Keisha and Jermaine's daughter, Mimi on his shoulders and clutches her legs tightly to make sure she doesn't fall. They laugh so hard seeing Jamal struggle while Mimi keeps wiggling. Letisha and her boyfriend, DeShawm, talk while Shay sets out more food. She watches her other nephews play a game of freeze tag in the backyard.
Shay flinched when Brenda came up from behind her and puts her arm around her. "You have a special family that you two have built," Brenda said looking out over the backyard. "We're so proud of you and Jamal."
"Thanks, Auntie."
* * *
"We're getting married bae," Shay says, their noses a few inches apart on their wedding morning.
"Today, you mean?"
Shay kisses his palm. "Today—"
"Last chance to run away."
"I think a certain little girl would be pretty pissed off if she doesn't get to wear her favorite dress."
"Best reason to run away with me forever then."
"It's up there. Please fuck me before we get dressed."
They make out, and when Shay cums, Jamal cums with her.
* * *
Once they get dressed, the morning moves fast. The flowers arrive, a mix of peonies, ranunculus, gardenias, and anemones in shades of pink and purple. Kia puts on her flower crown made with tiny silk banks roses and Shay and Jamal's nieces and nephews are making noise around the house. Shay's sister, Letisha and Jamal's play-brother Anthony will be the official witnesses but there are no official bridesmaids or groomsmen.
Everyone is looking good even Jamal's uncles who usually wear football jerseys. Shay, Kia, Brenda, and Letisha come inside right before the ceremony is about to begin and Letisha fixes Kia's crown. Aunt Brenda kisses Shay on the cheek and hugs her.
"I am so happy," Shay says as she kisses her mother's cheek as they do one last glance over to make sure she's perfect. Shay's wearing is a bun with a few waves over her face. Her two-piece dress has a high halter neck but leaves her shoulders bare. It stops a few inches from her dress, giving a generous peek at her abs she's worked hard on. The dress is three layers of the softest tulle Shay's ever felt and falls right above her ankle. She'll be in debt with her friend, Harold for a very long time.
Shay crouches to Kia and tells her, "You know mommy loves you so very much." She brushes her curl off her forehead.
"Love you, mommy!"
Shay grabs her hand and says, "We're the same! You see!" Their skirts were made of the same soft tulle.
"We are, Mommy."
"Let's go walk down that aisle."
* * *
It's noontime, and the weather is perfect. Shay and Kia walk out the back door and onto the porch to the sounds of birds chirping and a breeze rustling through the trees. Shay grips Kia's hand as they slowly descend the porch steps. Her little girl gingerly makes her way down each step carefully in her white buckle shoes. Everyone laughed when Kia said, "I did it!"
"Yeah, you did, baby."
Shay looked to Jamal and said, "I love you."
"I love you, too."
"Come on, Kiki, let's get married to Daddy."
"Daddy?" Kia yells "There he is," Shay said. "Let's get Daddy."
Kia walks with her mom down a path that leads to Jamal.
"Daddy!"
Jamal scooped her up and kissed her on the cheek. "How did I get so lucky?"
"You are the best man in the world."
"And you are the best woman beside me."
"Hey, Kia. Is it okay if Grandpa holds you now?"
"Yes, Mommy." The little girl looks at Grandpa and giggles. She then runs over and he picks her up.
She and Jamal hold each other's hands and the ceremony starts.
* * *
The wedding's short and now the real party begins. The kids run around the yard playing while the adults drink. Jamal and Shay tear it up for their first dance as husband and wife. The DJ plays the Migos, Cardi B, Young Jeezy, Two Chains, and Big Boi. Everybody is having a good time.
"I'm happy today," Jamal said to Shay as they dance, "Glad, you're still with me through all my bullshit."
"Likewise, you've given me the best life, Jamal—the very best."
The music drifts into the slow jam segment. Shay laughs as Jamal kisses her and whispers, "I love you."
Then the DJ switched back to Hip Hop. and now the whole family is in the living room boogieing to Lil John "Get Low." The kids come out and start jamming and everyone knows the lyrics including Kia. The little girl runs over to Mommy and Daddy and they dance together.
* * *
Shay and Jamal head off to their honeymoon at the Westin Savannah Harbor Golf Resort & Spa. They drive off a little after dusk so they get there before 10 pm.
"We got married—" Jamal says once they've finished eating."
"Yes, we did, honey."
Shay leans back on Jamal's chest, craning her neck a bit to look back seeing Jamal with this sexy ass smile.
"Go, team!"
"Go, team!"
Shay gets a thrill from looking at their hands together, rings next to each other. She licks his fingertips and sucks on his fingers. She then stands and pulls Jamal to follow her. He grabs hold her, up to the upper level.
It only takes a few seconds for Jamal to pull off Shay's sweatshirt. He sucks her nipples and Shay holds his head steady as he goes left to right. Jamal slides off Shay's panties and tells her to wet his face.
"Jamal, Jamal…"
He's licking all the right places, making Shay shake as he lightly sucks her lips.
"Oh, daddy, please right there."
Shay almost has Shay cumming but suddenly stops.
"You ain't right, boo."
"Not yet, boo. We have all night."
"You really suck. We have all night, huh?"
"I have all night to learn what new noises I can get out of you." Jamal winks and then puts both fingers inside her puss and starts fingerfucking her. Shay's laid back on his chest squirming, unable to suppress the noises that bubble out of her.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Jamal—Jamal." Shay cums and Jamal's fingers are covered with cream.
"You ain't right, Daddy. Come here—"
His dick is bending right at her mouth already pre-cumming. She goes in slowly and moves in and out. Shay feels he's going to cum soon so she grabs for a condom from the nightstand.
What are you doing girl? This is your husband. Let him nut up all in you. Shay throws it to the ground.
"No rubbers tonight."
"No rubbers tonight."
Jamal enters Shay and in no time, Shay finds herself on the cusp of cumming. "Daddy—Daddy, stop—" She clutches his back and gasps feeling powerless. "Give it to me. Give it to me— daddy." She reaches down to play with her pussy while Jamal is hitting it. Shay's so wet that she cums less than a minute later.
Jamal presses his face into her shoulder and grunts. His thrusts are becoming more erratic. "Oh shit, Woo! Oh my—"
"Cum for mommy—give it to me…"
And Jamal cream-pies Shay, causing a volcano to flow on the sheets below.
"Oh my God! Married sex is the greatest. Isn't it?" Jamal says, wiping his head. "I'm pretty sure we will be having babies real soon."
"Hold up boy. I'm not praying for any babies yet."