Five Years Later.

"Mekhi! Move!" Imani laughed, pretending to run him over with the vacuum, making him laugh as well, running away.

"And stop that running before you fall!" Solaí scolded her twin brother, on her iPad.

"You ain't his mama girl." Solaí's three year old sister, Soraya, told her.

"Ok. And you ain't mine. Get out my conversation dirt mouth." Solaí waved her off, and Imani frowned.

"Solaí, watch your mouth. Don't be mean to her. Now go clean her face since you got a problem with it." Imani told her, and Solaí frowned at her.

"Mommy but she always being nosy." She said as Imani cut the vacuum off.

"Well you don't have to speak to her that way. That's not how you get people to do what you want." Imani chuckled, using a baby wipe to clean Soraya's mouth.

"Mama! Messiah pooped!" Mekhi called from upstairs, and she shook her head.

"Who told me to have all y'all bad asses?" She asked Soraya, who shrugged, rolling her eyes.

"And you full of attitude. A damn shame." Imani kissed all over her face, making her giggle.

"Just like you." Saint voiced, walking in the house.

"Daddy!" Solaí screamed, jumping on top of his legs, making him laugh.

"Wassup lil mama?" He picked her up, and she hugged tight around his neck, kissing all over his face, making him smile. She acted just like Imani.

"Papa!" Mekhi ran as fast as he could, carrying his little brother, and Imani laughed, taking Messiah from his arms.

"Wassup twin?" He swooped him off the ground, kissing his face, before placing them both of their feet.

"Papa can you fix the game for me?" Mekhi tapped his leg, and he chuckled.

"Yeah. After you clean this living room." He told him, and him and Solaí began cleaning because she wanted to play too.

"Hi baby." Imani smiled as he left a few kisses on her neck, wrapping her arms around him in a greeting hug.

"Wassup beautiful? What you doin'?" He pecked her lips twice, before grabbing Soraya.

"Vacuuming. Your kids wasted koolaid on my damn carpet." She said, and he chuckled, looking down at the red stain on the white fur rug.

"Get a new one. That ain't coming out." He chuckled, taking the phone that Soraya had, making her frown.

"Girl you better speak." He returned the same mean frowned, and Imani shook her head at how identical it was.

"Daddy I just saw you this morning." She pouted, and he laughed, kissing her face, before giving the phone back to her and putting her down.

"Damn." Saint frowned his face up at the smell, looking down at Messiah.

"Yeah. Handle that big daddy." Imani patted his back, walking out of the living room, and he smacked his lips.

"Really Mani? Lazy ass girl." He called out as she stepped on the elevator, laughing as the doors closed.

"Lazy ass." Soraya repeated, before giggling as Saint bucked at her.

"Watch yo mouth. Foreal Raya. You know yo mama don't play that." He chuckled, and she covered her mouth, still giggling.

"That's why I don't like kids. Cause he stank." Solaí tooted her nose, and Saint chuckled, picking up his baby boy from the ground.

Messiah was eleven months, and was the youngest and quietest of the bunch. All of them were naturally reserved, just like Imani, but the older kids had grown out of it-a blessing and a curse.

"Papa." Messiah held his face in his hands, being carried towards the back room.

"Papa nothing. Shitty ass." He shook his head, laying him on the changing station.

"Papa." Messiah continued to repeat, getting cleaned off, Saint's face in a mug the whole time.

"You shit like a grown ass man. I ain't changing you ever again lil nigga." He placed him on his feet once he was done, and he giggled, waddling out of the room.

Saint out the diaper in a bag, before taking it to the garage, placing it in the trash. He washed his hands, before walking towards the door after hearing a knock.

"Uncle!" Soraya called loudly, being hushed by Spider, a wide smile on his face as he picked his niece up.

"You gone give the secret away Raya!" Mekhi whisper yelled to her, making Solaí giggle.

"Sigh. Y'all got so many damn kids. I gotta take allum'?" Spider frowned at Saint, who laughed.

"All of em'. Bye. Here." Saint passed him a large bag that he'd packed this morning, and Pierre dramatically sighed, the two of them beginning to load the kids in his truck.

"See you in a few hours stupid." Saint dapped him up, and Pierre bucked at him, making Saint laugh, waving bye to his kids, shaking his head-able to see Solaí scolding Messiah.

He walked back in the house, closing the door, and walking upstairs towards him and Imani's room.

"Why's it so quiet?" Imani asked, fixing the pillows on their bed, having just made it.

"Pierre just picked the kids up." He told her, and she frowned, placing her hands on her hips.

"Why?" She asked, smiling once Saint's arms wrapped around her waist.

"I thought you would've forgot." She mumbled, wrapping her arms around his neck, feeling her neck being kissed.

"Four years of being married? Me? Forget?" He licked her skin, and she laughed, grabbing his face.

"Happy anniversary baby." She rubbed his face, and he smiled.

"Happy anniversary to you, Mrs.East." He kissed her forehead, and she blushed as he continued to kiss her face.

"I planned a date." He told her, and she looked up at him, her smile growing.

"You still make me nervous like I haven't been with you for almost seven years." She mumbled, laughing as he picked her up.

"That's the plan." He carried her to the bathroom, before placing her on her feet.

The two of them took a quick shower, before getting dressed in fancy attire, Imani admiring the dress that Saint bought her.

"Baby what is all of this for?" She asked, currently sitting in the living room, a make up artist working on her face.

"You ask too many questions." He laughed, watching a style spray something on her hair, a pout on her face.

"Saint, what is it? I hate surprises." She frowned at him, and he smiled at the finished look after the ladies stepped back.

"Preciate it." He thanked them, both of them smiling and waving goodbye.

"You so beautiful baby." He stood behind her as she looked at herself in the mirror, and she smiled.

"Thank you. It's so, flashy. Why are we so dressed up?" She asked, chuckling as Saint pulled a white fur coat over her shoulders.

"Can I surprise you? Damn." He chuckled, and she smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He kissed her lips, and afterwards, she wiped her dark red lipstick from his mouth.

"I have a gift for you before we leave." She told him, her heels hitting against the floor as she walked to grab a box from the couch, before standing back in front of him.

He opened it, before he busted out laughing, Imani doing the same, rolling her eyes as he wrapped her up in a tight hug.

"Another one?" He laughed, holding four positive pregnancy tests in his hand.

"The last one nigga. My tubes being tied after this one. I said Messiah was the last one you asshole." She mushed his head, and he laughed again.

"And guess what?" She folded her arms, looking up at him.

"It gets better?" He had a humorous tone, and she rolled her eyes, smiling.

"Twins. Again." She told him, and his eyes widened, before his laughs became louder.

"Aw damn. Damn baby, six. We wanted six at first, remember?!" He smiled big, kissing all over her face, and she laughed, nodding.

"This is it Saint, foreal. No more babies." She pointed at him, and he smirked, shrugging.

"Me no hablo ingles." He said, and she kaughed, holding his hand as he pulled her out of the house.

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"Baby what is thissss?" She dragged her sentence, the driver parking in front of a venue, paparazzi outside, taking pictures of them, though the windows were tinted.

Saint didn't answer, stepping from the car, walking around to her door, helping her out.

Paparazzi called out their names, snapping pictures of them, many flashes on the two of them, and she hid her face in his chest. She hated being posted on the blogs, for both good and bad reasons.

People thought they could determine her and Saint's entire marriage from simple pictures, and she hated that.

"Baby take a few pictures. Just a lil bit." Saint kissed her face, and she looked up at him, before nodding.

He stepped back, and Imani placed her hand on her hip, posing for pictures, a bunch of flashes on her as they called out her name.

"Baby my purse. I left it in the car." She told him, and he grabbed it for her, before grabbing her hand.

"Aight that's enough." He said, and they cleared a path with the help of security, allowing him and Imani to walk through.

"I don't even know where they came from. I paid for five photographers. Not fucking paparazzi." He chuckled, pulling her towards the building.

"Baby, can I know now?" She asked, holding her dress as they walked.

"Renewing our vows. A second wedding mama." He told her, and she pouted, halting her movements.

"Girl don't cry." He laughed, watching her fan her eyes, happy tears threatening to fall, looking down at the many social media posts she was being tagged in.

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#TSRLoveJonez : Every love story is unique, but it always consists of two special individuals that decide to love each other and always be there for one another. #SaintEast and his wife, #ImaniEast, are perfect examples of that.
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The couple tied the knot back in September of 2022, and four years later in September of 2026, they are back to retie it! 😍 Congratulations are in order as the two are renewing their vows, family and friends in attendance, as well as their four kids!
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Enjoy this video of Mrs.East, captured by TSR, who were in attendance to the entrance of the beautiful ceremony.
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"I love you so much." She sniffed, wrapping her arms around his neck, as he opened the doors to the venue.

"Surprise!" Everyone inside screamed, and she laughed, covering her face as they recorded the two of them.

"I love you too baby." He kissed her forehead, and then her cheek, leading her inside.

She tried not to mess up her makeup from crying, seeing all four of her kids throwing floors down the aisle, leading her and Saint towards the altar.

Forever My Lady by Jodeci played loudly through the speakers, Saint's family and friends, as well as Imani's, filling the building.

Forever, forever, forever
So you're having my baby
And it means so much to me
There's nothing more precious
Than to raise a family
If there's any doubt in your mind
You can count on me
I'll never let you down
Lady believe in me

Imani held Saint's arm, waving at his parent who sat on the first row, stifling a laugh, seeing Faye crying, just how she was when they'd first gotten married.

Making it to the altar, Pierre leaned down to kiss Imani's cheek, making her smile as he hugged Saint.

"Congratulations brother." Pierre patted his back, and Saint pulled away from the hug, dapping him up, and then hugging Zola, making Imani's heart swell.

She loved her family so much. She was glad that her family had extended, and Saint had become a brother in law to Zola and Pierre, her favorite people ever.

"Congratulations sista." Zola whispered to her, and Imani kissed her cheek, smiling. It felt like her wedding day all over again.

Imani stood in front of Saint, their kids standing to the side with Zola and Pierre, as Bryce cleared his throat at the mic, the music lowering.

"Saint and Imani, we take great joy in sharing today's occasion with you. You've shared the joys, blessings, children, as well as the challenges of married life for four years. And today, you wish to reaffirm your commitment to working together to make your marriage grow and blossom in the years to come."

"May this ceremony, renewing the vows you took to become husband and wife on your wedding day, remind you that despite the stresses inevitable in every life-your love, respect, trust, and understanding of each other will continue to increase your contentment and heighten your joy in living." He read from his written speech, Imani holding her eyes on Saint's the entire time.

"You may now, say the words to your significant other, as you wish. With respect to the kids of course, little nasties." He pointed his cane, and Imani laughed, Saint's smile growing.

"Baby, I tell you everyday how much I love you, repeat the same words to you everyday. But honestly, no three words could explain how much I love you-ever. Nothing could describe how grateful I am that Allah blessed me with you."

"You one of a kind. I was always told to find a woman that loves me like my mother. And I found you, but you don't remind me of my mama. You gave me a new love, a love nobody ever gave me. You teach me new things everyday, even after almost seven years of being together."

"That's why I'll renew my vows every year if I need to. To show my devotion to you, to let you know that's it's always going to be me and you. Because I never wanna let this love go. Your love, is my favorite love. And I love you." Saint spoke to her, smiling as he wiped her face.

Imani broke down, wrapping her arms around his neck, and the people in the building cooed out to them, watching him console her.

"I love you. I love you so much Saint." She cried softly, pouting as he dabbed her eyes, careful of her makeup, pecking her lips.

"Hey! Not yet!" Soraya frowned at her parents, who laughed, Imani getting herself together since it was her turn to speak.

"I don't even know where to start. Even on our wedding day, I didn't know what words to use to describe our love. Til this day, I can't. I will never be able to describe the way you love me Saint. It's so beautiful, and it's something that I feel, not that I can say."

"Everyday I wake up, thankful of the life we live. The children we have, the love we share. Nothing has ever came close to the happiness that I have today, and the only person I can thank is you. From the beginning, you've made life so easy for me. You made love-so natural."

"Reminding me how beautiful I am everyday, even though you've seen me literally everyday for six years-you make me feel as nervous and shy as you did the night we met. I can never thank you enough for the love that I feel with you."

"Living life with you, the adventures we take, it's all so beautiful to me. The way you love me, love our kids, take care of your family, I can never put how appreciative I am into words."

"Only me and you know our love, foreal. I be on clouds with you everyday, and I don't think I've even made you half as happy as you've made me. I've been a princess from the start. You've loved me like no one ever has, a love I didn't know I needed."

"I don't know where I'd be without your love Saint. I hope that this lasts forever, that we can get remarried every single year. I'll do the last few years all over again if I get to feel your love everyday. I love you so much, Saint Mekhi. I'm so grateful to be your wife, and the mother of your kids. And I can't wait until the next two are here, in seven months."

She smiled, and the building erupted in cheers at the pregnancy announcement as Saint wrapped his arms around her.

"More?!" Mekhi shrieked from behind them, making Imani bust out laughing, hugging Saint tight as the claps got louder for the two of them.

After official vow renewals, and a large family dinner, Imani and Saint were dancing together in the middle of the dance floor, many other couples joining them.

Swaying side to side to Anniversary by Tony! Toni! Tone!, Saint's hands rested at the nape of her back, her arms around his neck, with her head laying on his chest.

"Baby, you okay?" Saint asked, kissing the side of her face, and she smiled.

"Yes. I'm so happy. I don't know how you've done it all these years. It's still me and you, just how it was that one time we took that break." She chuckled, and he did as well, a smile on his face.

"Yeah, what the fuck was you thinking?" He looked down at her, and she laughed, shrugging.

"I don't know. I'm glad you knocked some sense into me that time you pistol whipped me." She said, and he dramatically gasped, both of them laughing,

"Baby I told you to never bring that up, you play too much." He laughed, spinning her in a circle, kissing her teeth since she had a koolaid smile on her face.

"Oopsie." She smirked, and he shook his head at her, chuckling.

"Twins huh? You ready for that again?" He looked down at her, and she wrapped her arms around her torso, looking up at him.

"I be ready for anything as long as you with me." She told him, and he leaned down, pressing his lips against hers.

The two of them stopped dancing, her tongue sliding against his, holding his face as the slow kiss deepened.

"I love you fat mama." He told her, and she smiled against his lips.

"I love you too stink." She rubbed his face, pecking his lips twice.

Even in a room full of people, it felt as if it was just the two of them, in pure bliss.

i hope y'all didn't think i would leave y'all without a final sex scene 😹😋