MasukKNOX’S POV Two months fly by before I even realize it, and suddenly it’s a Monday morning in the middle of Chicago’s disrespectful ass winter. I wake up to my beautiful fiancée, who is knocked out cold and snoring like she paid rent for that sound. I lie there for a minute just laughing at her, and she doesn’t even flinch.Sienna is coming up on twenty-eight weeks now, shit, almost the third trimester, and I’m damn near buzzing with excitement. Before this pregnancy, I didn’t understand how any of this worked. Trimesters, measurements, Doppler scans, and etcetera, and I was clueless. But last week the doctor said she’d officially be entering the third trimester soon and that the baby looks great. We decided not to find out the gender, so everything is neutral for now.But between me and God? I already know it’s a girl.The way that baby is flopping around in there, spreading everything open like she’s stretching for a gymnastics audition? Yeah. That’s a girl. I can’t see anything cle
Sienna's POV As we pull up to the penthouse, I let out a long, exhausted sigh. I glance over at Knox. He looks done. Over it, and beyond drained.I squeeze his hand.“Let’s just go in, take a hot shower, and go to bed.”He huffs a tired laugh.“Yes, please. Because this was a long-ass day. From that bitch Jen, to you basically becoming a balloon artist, to me trying to stop Carmen from beating Crandon’s ass even worse than she already did… I’m running on less than five hours of sleep because of my brother and your friend fucking all night. I’m pooped. I just want to wash my baby, I want you to wash me, I want to kiss you, I want you to kiss me, and I want to hug you tight and go to sleep.”I can’t help but laugh as we get out of the car. He grabs our to-go plates, and we head toward the elevator, until Kole’s car pulls up.“Oh shit, I forgot,” I say.“Yeah. I forgot too,” Knox mutters.Kole and Keisha hop out, still smiling at each other like teenagers, and Knox just sighs.“Come on,
Carmen’s POV As I stand up from the table and say I’ve gotta use the bathroom, I don’t think anything of it. It’s a baby shower. It’s full of people. And most of them are my family. So if anybody tried anything, it would be on and popping up in here, even with the Morgans present and Martin’s raggedy ass sister here. Half of them are basically family too.I walk past the crowd, past the bar, and head into the house, hearing the two dogs barking in the back. I laugh and say, “Yep, those are my doggie cousins.”I slip into the small first floor bathroom, take care of business, wash my hands, fix my hair, swipe on lip gloss, do a couple lip smacks to make sure everything looks glossy. Then I open the door...And there he is.I take a deep breath.“Crandon… what now? Like.... what? What do you want from me?”He pushes me back into the bathroom and closes the door.“Oh, so now we’re closing doors?” I say. “Explain. What... do.... you... want?”He looks at me with this fake sincerity and g
Sienna’s POV As I finally calm down, I sit there tearing up my jerk chicken, my jerk egg rolls, anything with heat, anything with spice, because that’s literally all I crave. This baby is about to come out with a full coat of hair the way these spices are tagging my esophagus. The heartburn is unreal, and Knox keeps telling me to stop eating spicy foods, but listen… it’s a habit at this point. And the wild part? Before I got pregnant, I couldn’t stand spicy foods. Now, from the flavor, to the burn, and the essence, yum yum yum. I’m a whole hypocrite.And I have to calm down, because I am two seconds from getting up and beating Jennifer’s ass into a whole new tax bracket. I’m trying to breathe. Trying to be civil. Trying to take the grown woman approach.Knox eats with one hand, while rubbing slow circles on my back with the other, and it does help… a little.I look over at Keisha and Kole, and they’re all lovey-dovey, damn near have heart eyes for each other. And I’m sitting here lik
Knox’s POVI’m sitting at the table, watching my girl walk toward the bar to get one of those signature Pooh drinks, and I look over at my brother.“So, bro, what’s going on with you and Keisha? Because Keisha’s staying at my house, so I need to know if you’re coming back with her later or if you’re taking her to your place, because ya'll were disturbing my sleep last night.”Keisha waves her hand right in my face.“Um, sir… I’m right here. And we’ll discuss that later, but since my things are at your house, yes, we do have to come back, so I can pick them up, just in case I decided to go to someone else’s house.”Kole leans over and gives her a quick kiss on the cheek. She blushes hard, and I can’t help laughing.“Man, I remember those days, with me and Sienna.”Everyone at the table groans at the same time.“You two are still in those days,” someone mutters. “You had Sienna sitting on your lap the entire time.”I shrug. “That’s different.”We’re laughing, and just talking when some
Sienna’s POV As I sit on Knox’s lap, I look over and see Jennifer walking in with her parents, Ruby and Jackson, and her two cute as hell kids. Little Maisie and Jaxon come bursting through like they’ve just entered Disney World, eyes huge at the balloons and all the treats laid out.They’re adorable, I’ll give her that.Jennifer looks nervous, walking tight beside her mother, scanning the backyard like she’s searching for Kira, who’s still inside with Martin finishing up. She guides her stroller to an empty table, sits, and sighs like today already exhausted her.And honestly? She looks good for someone who just gave birth. I’m not a hater, I can admit it, but she’s still… complicated. And in my mind, I keep replaying all the things Martin told Knox. How he wouldn’t be surprised if Jennifer protected her husband’s ass no matter what he did, just to keep the lifestyle.I know women like that.I’ve seen it more than once.It makes me wonder what’s really going on with her.Knox tighte
Sienna’s POVHer phone buzzed on the table just as she tossed her empty water cup into the recycling bin. She glanced down and saw Alex’s name flash across her screen.Alex: I’m downstairs. Talking to Claudine. Beauty, hurry up before I flirt with someone’s grandma.She smirked, thumbs moving quick
Knox’s POV What the fuck am I doing? The second the door slammed in my face, I just stood there. Didn’t move. Couldn’t move. I mean… damn. I stalked her. Not even gonna sugarcoat it. I sat in my car like some bitter ex, watched her house like it was a damn stakeout. Waited for her “boyfriend” t
Third-Person POV The week moved fast, but the tension between Knox and Sienna moved slower than molasses in the middle of winter.With the Rogers case finally starting to fall into place, the precinct buzzed with cautious optimism. New leads were solidifying, evidence was aligning, and statements
Sienna’s POVI leaned back a little, watching him as he poured the wine, his movements smooth, casual, and yet thoughtful, like he’d done this before. Maybe not the candles and the romantic Airbnb part, but the intentionality. It wasn’t just dinner. It was us.“So,” I said, keeping my voice playful







