El Matador
State Beach
5months later

It had been roughly around five months and I haven't heard any thing in regard to Kris which felt so good.

Walking along the shoreline, my body was snatched up and someone managed to cup my ass before whispering into my ear.

"Really, five whole ass months baby girl?" He gritted before continuing.

I snatched away.

"Yaralynn." He walked back towards me cupping my ass once more before grabbing a hold of my chin.

"Please don't make me show out on your ass out here." He scowled showing off his diamond grill.

"Move Kris." I attempted to take off but this time he caught me.

"Yara what you doing out here in this lil ass bikini?" He asked me inspecting my bathing suit.

"What do you want Kristopher and why are you stalking me?" I asked.

"What you thought I wouldn't find you mama? I got Cali on lock." He held my waist beginning to scare me a bit, but not too much.

"No I don't , I just didn't care to be found." I told him with him hot on my tail.

"Yara I miss you mama, why you hurting a nigga's feelings like this?" He questioned.

"How am I hurting you when I'm just doing me?" I questioned.

"Man doing you consists of you leaving everything behind." He said in reference to my life.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You quit your job, you sold your house, and you changed your number."

"For starters, I did not quit my job I transferred to another agency with my same position, and I can sell my house if I want to Kris I'm grown." I rolled my eyes still walking.

"You are but damn mama, you got a cold shoulder out of this world." He smirked.

"It's not a cold shoulder, you just don't know how to take me saying that I'd like space and you're forcing yourself onto me." I lied knowing darn well I missed him too.

"You don't miss me?" He asked wrapping his arms around my stomach, slowly rubbing down my hips.

"And where the fuck is my baby at?" He questioned looking at my small stomach.

"What do you mean what happened to your baby?" I questioned.

"Are you still pregnant, or did you leave that behind too?" He asked attempting to be funny.

"Yes I'm still with child."

"Okay so can I be in my kids life?" He asked.

"Sure, I don't mind our son having his father in his life."

"S-s-son?" He stammered pronouncing the word.

"Yes Kris, we're having a boy." I told him grabbing my bag walking over to the rinse station.

"Damn I fucked up bad huh?" He asked me watching me rinse the sand from my hair and my body.

"Nope, not at all." I told him honestly.

"So why are you avoiding a nigga?" He asked me following me to my car with my bags.

"I'm not avoiding you I'm just going places that you aren't." I said walking in front of him.

"God damn Yara." He whispered looking at my ass in my two piece.

"What?" I asked looking back at his wandering eyes.

"You look so fucking good mama damn." He rasped watching me throw on my cover up.

"Thank you." I told him attempting to grab my bags but instead he walked to the passengers door.

"Um what are you doing?" I asked him watching him get in.

"Talking with you, Yara I miss you."

"Kristopher we just talked." I told him starting up my car.

"What you seeing Bryan bitch ass for?" He asked.

"Because I'm a grown ass woman and I can."

"What did I tell you about that though?" He asked me turning my head towards him, this was about to be a long day.