Sequel to My Lady
Kimora Perez has always lived between two worlds: the privileged life she's built at NYU and the gritty streets of the Bronx she returns to every summer. But when she crosses paths with Darius, a skilled basketball player with a tr...
"Yall are so pretty." Ari said as she flat ironed the last piece of Kennedy's hair.
Kennedy smirked, flipping her sleek, freshly straightened hair over her shoulder. "I mean, we get it from you," she teased, winking at Ari through the mirror.
Kimora, curled up on the bed with her knees to her chest, gave a small smile. "Yeah, Ma, you did your big one with us."
Ari chuckled, setting the flat iron down and running her fingers through Kennedy's hair to check for any missed spots
"Girl you look like your daddy but I digress." Kennedy said.
Ironically, Kay peeked his head into the room seeing how dressed up Kennedy and Kimora were.
"Where yall going?" Kay's deep voice rang from behind Ari. Kimora immediately tensed, adjusting the hem of her dress as she avoided her father's gaze. Kennedy, on the other hand, simply smirked, unfazed.
"Nia's birthday party."
"Ain't that a 21 and up party, Kennedy where you going?"
"Baby..." Ari started.
"Nia personally invited me. So I'm in there." She said, not even looking at him and continuing to apply blush to her face. "Plus Nia not even 21 herself."
Before Kay could speak, Ari placed her hand on his arm. "Have fun, just be careful and Kimora watch her please." Ari said.
"I will ma, don't worry." She said eyeing her dad as he gave Ari a disapproving look.
Kay wasn't amused. "And don't be drinking either."
She turned, placing a hand over her chest dramatically. "Me? Drink? Daddy, I'm offended."
