“What you mean months ago?” “He been had those rings made,” Denim added. She looked up at me. “And you just now asking me? Why?” I held my hands up. “It ain’t my fault. Your sisters—yeah, all of them around you— said I shouldn’t ask you while you were pregnant. Your engagement needed its own day or something they said,” I admitted as my brothers walked up, dapping me up. She squinted at me and then turned to look at them. “So, I got a lot of opps around me? Because what you mean I could have had these rocks months ago and had my kids last name before they were born.”
