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"Say you'll never ever leave from beside me. Cause I want ya, and I need ya. And I'm down for you always." - Drake

MAJESTY

I could shit on myself right now. "India, chill out." I demand, staring at the baby boy in her friend's arm. It's like everything just stopped. "Chill out? How am I supposed to chill if you down here with a bitch but never bothered to see your son. I'm in New Orleans all year round. You came down here with some female but didn't even bother to see me." India goes off.

"What the hell is going on, Majesty?" Shai asks. Damn, now my girl in tears and shit. "I don't know." I answer truthfully. I thought India was bullshitting when she claimed she had my baby a year ago. I didn't know she was even pregnant for real. "Your nigga and I grew up close, I'm his first love, he got me pregnant, and now I'm here with our baby. That's what's going on. Anymore questions, dumbass?" India snaps on Shai. That shit just pissed me off. "Mane, watch how the fuck you talk to her! She don't have shit to do with me, you, or that baby! Just know that if that lil nigga is really my son like you claim he is, she gon' always be around and she gon' love his ass! So, you will respect her!" I go off. I ain't about to let her disrespect Shai when she never even met her.

"Like hell you will. I wish you would bring some female around my son, Majesty!" India screams over all the loud music and people out here. She just got all in my face and everything. "Well, if he my child, Imma bring whoever the fuck I wanna bring around his ass. What the fuck is up with you, mane? Since when you been this type of bitch?" I ask. The India I know was never messy. Now, she just a straight up messy hoe. "Being a single mother for a year while the damn father acts like he never nutted in you and dipped while he plays house in California with some black ass bitch will do that to you." She snarls at me.

"What I tell you about disrespecting her? And how the fuck could that fucking child be mine, bruh? I used to nut in you a thousand times when we linked up and you never got pregnant because you had that lil birth control implant or whatever that shit is. Plus, the last time I fucked you, I watched you take a Plan B just to make sure nothing happened. So, how this boy mine?" I ask. "You are so fucking stupid. The last time we fucked, I told you I hadn't been on birth control in forever." She claims.

"Whatever. He ain't mine. The nigga don't look shit like me and my genes strong. My son looks just like me. My damn family got strong genes. All my nieces and nephews and my son resemble each other. He don't look shit like us." I say. He's caramel, for one. Nobody in my family got skin remotely close to his complexion except Tez and a few random cousins, maybe. Not saying it's impossible, but nobody in my immediate family got his color. "Nigga, what? I'm a fully black woman with caramel skin just like he has! He looks like your fucking mother with his tight eyes and everything. Hell, he looks like KeKe and LaLa too, actually, Stop playing games." She goes off.

"Mane, you full of shit. You was probably fucking one of my brothers like all these bitches do." I say. She just stopped and started staring at me like I ripped her heart out with that one. "I ain't no fucking hoe. You the only nigga I ever slept with up until earlier this year when I met a new nigga, but me and him broke up. Marion was already born when I had sex with him. You know this is your baby!" She screams in my face, drawing people's attention. "Move." I demand, wiping her spit off my fucking nose. She better control that shit with her sprinkler mouth having ass.

"You dead wrong for doing me like this. It ain't fair for Marion to not have you, your other son, or your family all because you wanna be in denial. We can go get a DNA test right now. Hell, I will pay for the damn test, We both know nobody but you was ever hitting it when he was created. I don't care what color he is, he is yours and he looks like a darker version of your damn momma. Look at his hair. My hair is nappy under this wig. My family got nigga hair. So, tell me where this long, silky, and curly hair he got came from. Last time I checked, tight eyes and curly hair ran in the Mitchell family." She says. "It runs in other nigga's families too. So, fuck is yo point?" I ask.

"So, are you guys gonna just stand here and play Maury or just get a damn test? You have some nerve walking up to us with this shit tonight. How did you even know Majesty was here? Nobody in their right mind would show up on Bourbon Street with an infant for no reason." Shai speaks up for the first time. "Hoe, everybody except for you know what it is with me and this nigga! Me and him go way back to when we weren't even grown yet! Bitch, people talk! He got me blocked on Snapchat, but my cousin showed me the video y'all posted out here! So, I came, What the fuck it got to do with you?" India asks.

"Stop. Watch your mouth. We can do a test tomorrow before I go back home. If he mine, I'll be a man about my shit and you know that, India. If not, stay your ass the fuck away." I say. I never wanted to be harsh towards India because we got history and once upon a time, I loved her for certain reasons. What we had going on is old and can't compare to what I feel for Shai no matter how much longer we've known each other. I don't even need India's temptation around me if I'm trying to be a good nigga to Shai. If he is or ain't mine, I already know India will try to get all on my dick and I can't have that because I'm man enough to admit I could possibly get weak and fuck the shit out of her one last time if it presented itself. So, I'm avoiding it.

India is crying about it now. "Ain't this that nigga Drew's wife? You disrespecting me for a bitch that's been ran through already by one of your best fucking friends? I knew I recognized this bitch!" India yells, pointing at Shai. I really don't give a shit about who she married. So, everybody that's gonna come at me with that shit can try again.

"Whore, your crazy ass better shut up if you know what's best for your ass, okay? You fucking stupid ass crack whore. You have no reason to be upset with me. I didn't cum in your loud ass, Majesty did. I'm not the one denying your baby, he is. I'm not the one who fucked you but won't be with you, he is. So, take whatever jealousy and rage you feel out on the person that's done these things to you. I will not stand here and be disrespected by you any longer. Yes, Majesty and I fell in love during my marriage to Drew. If he loves me, your opinion doesn't matter. Shut the fuck up and direct your rage towards your supposed baby's father over here, bitch!" Shai goes clean off. She just caught me so damn off guard. I don't think I've ever seen her this mad before.

"Who this bitch think she is? You gon' let her hoe ass talk to me like that? This the type of slut your dog ass wifing? The bitch got on a fucking ring! This what you like, nigga?" India screams at me. I shake my head. "I'll be in touch with you early in the morning to get the test over with. Other than that, me and you don't have shit to discuss." I say, grabbing Shai's hand and walking away from her.

"Let go of me, Majesty. You know good and well you're that boy's daddy!" Shai spazzes out on me, yanking away. "What? No I ain't." I say. "He has that bitch's complexion but he looks just like your fucking mom! You have too much going on and too much baggage for me! I understand she came before me and so did the baby, but I'm not trying to deal with her ass plus your ghetto ass prostitute of a baby's mother back home! How many more babies are gonna pop up? I didn't sign up for this!" She yells. I'm so tired of females hollering in my damn face, but I'll give Shai a pass this time.

"What you mad at me about something that happened back when I was barely saying two words to you for? If he mine, you expect me to abandon him to make you happy?" I ask. "I never said that and I am not that type of woman. I just did not sign up for the baggage you come with." She says. "You don't think you come with baggage too? Mane, my family at odds and shit all because I chose to love you while you fucked around on my homie with me. If that ain't baggage, I don't know what is. Look, I was willing to step out of my comfort zone and be with you no matter what anybody will say, but here you go ready to dip cause I might have a son by somebody else. You acting like I cheated on you and possibly made him." I say.

She shakes her head as tears fall. "I went and aborted our babies. You have a son by a prostitute. Now, you may have a son by some whore here in New Orleans. Why is it that these bitches are worthy of your seed but I'm not? You made me take a Plan B pill to make sure you didn't get me pregnant. What's so special about these whores?" She cries. Damn, I didn't know me telling her to take the pill hurt her feelings. know I told her to have my baby before I made her take the pill, but she never acted like it bothered her.

"Shai, you taking this so wrong right now. I promise you are. Nobody said they better than you because kids are involved. My baby momma Precious rode my dick when I was drunk and I think I was drugged that night. I woke up on the bathroom floor after I passed out in a hotel party Major was conceived at. Next thing I knew, I was the baby daddy of a pretty prostitute that I didn't even know. I found out cause she put the shit on blast on Instagram for my whole family and all my followers to see. My life was a mess when the bitch got pregnant by me. You think I intentionally fucked that girl raw and made Major? Fuck no, that wasn't the case at all. I love my son to death, but he was not planned." I admit.

"I'm just saying, why didn't she have to get an abortion?" She cries. "Shai, I get you hurt and confused but I never told you to abort the triplets. You did it and told me about it cause you was scared of Drew. I wouldn't have made you abort them. And as far as India goes, yeah I used to fuck with her heavy whenever my pops had us down here in New Orleans. Yeah, she mattered to me for a while. Yes, I was fucking her raw because I was the only nigga she ever fucked and we grew up on some other shit together and had been sexually active with each other for the longest. Was I ever thinking about getting that girl pregnant? Hell no. Have I ever thought about making you the mother of my kids and a mother figure to Major? Hell yeah. I don't want that from no other woman. So, I need you to understand that if that baby is mine, he came before you and me ever fucked around and I will be there. I want you to be there too." I explain.

I'm a man with so much pride, so saying this shit is all real. I want her around and I might strangle her if she try to break up with me over a baby that was made a whole year ago. "I love you and I'll try to understand. I just don't like this. I want to be the woman carrying your child. These bitches have a piece of you and I don't." She cries. I sigh. "Come here." I say, wrapping my arms around her. I don't know how to handle a woman I give a fuck about crying over something I can't even control. "I'm only twenty two. To be real, no I was not banking on possibly having two sons before I even hit my next birthday. No, I wasn't banking on getting you pregnant with triplets. Mane, a nigga just lost." I admit. I don't know what to do. "Let's just go back to the room." She mumbles.

We cut the night short and came back here to the room. I took a shower and I'm just chilling and waiting for her to come and get in the bed. I just thought about something. "Shai, I'm going downstairs to make a call real quick. Imma be back!" I yell so she can hear me in there. She ain't even responding now. She really feeling some type of way about this whole thing and I can't really blame her.

I'm downstairs in the lobby at the bar. I'm waiting on my dad to answer his phone. "What you want? I ain't in the mood for no bullshit and don't come calling me asking me to fund no damn porn. What?" He snaps on me. "Damn, dad. What I do to yo ass?" I ask. I see he having one of those days. "It ain't you, it's your test tube brother." He answers. "Presley came back around? What he got going on? He still acting like a bitch?" I ask. "Well, right now he acting like a nigga that's laid up in a hospital bed fighting for his life because he decided he wanted to be on some nasty ass pervert shit with my damn kids." He answers.

My eyes just bucked like a bitch."Nigga, huh?" I ask. "You heard me, The bitch a gotdamn child molester, bruh." he answers. "Tell me about it when I get back home." I say. I'm mad as hell. Imma beat that nigga ass for touching any of my siblings cause that shit is sick as fuck. We all should've listened to Noble and treated that nigga like a piece of shit back when we first met him instead of trying to give his weird ass a chance.

"What you call for, though?" My dad asks. "Aight... You remember India?" I ask. "Yeah. How Imma forget the girl I caught you fuckin' in me and yo momma hotel bed when you was fifteen?" He sarcastically asks, making me laugh. I forgot all about sneaking her in the hotel back then and tearing her ass up. My parents were supposed to be at some investors meeting or some shit but it ended early and they caught me balls deep. I miss being a young nigga with no responsibilities.

"She found me and Shai on Bourbon Street. She feeling some kind of way cause I got her blocked and don't fool with her after last time I messed with her. She had a baby with her. He might be mine." I admit. "Gotdamn, Majesty. How many kids you want? Yo momma told me she found an ultrasound picture when she came over and did you and Noble laundry like y'all ain't to grown ass men. Triplets?" He asks. I just almost shitted on myself. I didn't know he knew about that.

"Who said that was mine?" I ask. "Yo nosy ass momma ready the name and saw it was Shai's. You was supposed to be a triplet, so we just assumed it was yo kids. She pregnant? How come she ain't showing yet? I tried to wait on you to tell me yourself but shit, where the babies at?" He asks. "You seem excited..." I point out. "Cause I am. Regardless, babies ain't shit but blessings. Three of em? Shit, that's really a blessing." He says. "That was months ago and she had an abortion. What make you think they wasn't Drew's?" I ask. "Abortion?" He asks. "Change the subject, pops." I say. I know he don't fuck with abortion even though he paid for one a long time ago.

"Aight. So, India got a baby that she claims is yours? What the baby look like?" He asks. "He caramel, his eyes tight, and his hair long and curly. He like a year old." I answer. "Get a test.
We do some fucked up shit in this family, but at the end of the day we take care of our kids. If he yours, you know what to do. It ain't like the family don't know India already." He says. I slowly nod my head as if he can see me.

"I got a girl now." I admit. "Shai? That ain't no shock. We all saw the gifts and the ring. If you got so much money for all that shit and that expensive ass ring for a girl you don't claim, what the fuck you need me to fund yo business for?" He asks. "I never said I was broke. I still got money from the clothing line I had in high school. It just feels better when you spend somebody else's." I joke. I used to have a clothing line that I made so much fucking money off using social media back then, but I ain't into apparel anymore so I'm trying to get into something else. I've been thinking about animation and movies though.

"I bet." He says. "But Shai ain't my girl." I lie. I ain't ready to come clean to everybody just yet. It's a couple things I need to get worked out before I can do that. "Who is it then?" He asks, laughing. "Just know I'm taken and can't be unfaithful. I'll tell you who she is when the time is right. But what if my girl found out about the baby by India and cried because other women got my kids but I won't give her one right now and had her take a Plan B?" I ask.

"Mane, tell Shai wait her damn turn. You ain't shit but twenty two. You barely legal out here and still got too much to figure out. Don't be like me with a bunch of damn kids before you ready. Don't go give her yo seed to keep smile on her face. If you ain't ready yet, don't rush it, especially with all the custody drama with Precious and the baby with India going on." He says. "I'll call you later." I mumble, hanging up as I stare at a group of fine ass dark skinned thick bitches as they walk through here dressed up. One just caught my eye and she looking over at me too. My dick just got so hard. A sexy chocolate girl is my weakness. That's what made me have eyes for Shai when she first started messing with Drew in the first place even though that's messed up.

She smiles at me. "Come here." I demand, walking over to her. She stops walking as her friends laugh and joke about how she better get this dick or how fine they think I am. "Chill." She demands, laughing some. "Where you from?" I ask as my eyes roam to her thick thighs that her royal blue dress is barely covering. "Chicago. I'm here for a girl's trip. Where are you from? I see you've had a good time so far." She jokes, pointing at the hickeys on my neck from Shai. Damn, it just hit me. I can't stand seeing my momma all fucked up when my dad be on his cheating shit. I can't make Shai feel that pain over some pussy. I just walked off on this girl. Fuck it, I'm already taken.

KEKE

I've been mad as fuck since Nariah left me. I haven't even bothered to talk to my family. She just came back home with my daughter and a bunch of shopping bags. There's a tracker in her wedding ring, so I know she was never in a nigga's hotel or no shit like that. I'm just glad she came back home after she found out I cheated on her one drunken night.

"Hey." I greet her, picking my daughter up as she sleeps. Nariah waves a little then rolls her eyes. How you doing?" I ask. She won't even look me in my eyes. I feel so shitty for what I did. "I'm fine." She dryly answers as she sits her purse and the diaper bag down. "That's good..." I mumble. Damn, I really don't know what to say right now. I'm just glad she came back. That shows she ain't done with me.

She just walked in the bathroom in silence. I'm walking to Kenari's room to lay her down before we end up waking her up. I just walked back into my bedroom. She changed clothes and laid down. "Baby, I'm sorry. I swear, I fucked up and I'm sorry." I apologize. "Kentasia, save it for a bitch that wanna hear that shit. You made your bed so lay in it, okay? You made the decision to step out on our marriage damn near right after we tied the knot. Nigga, fuck you." She says. "I deserved that." I admit. "You right." She agrees.

"I know me saying I'm sorry can't fix what I did. I get it. I know you hurt, don't trust me, and I know you mad at a nigga. But for real, I don't want no other woman but you. It wasn't right, but that was just pussy and it wasn't worth it. You are my wife and my best fucking friend, mane. What the fuck Imma do without you?" I ask. "I don't know. Figure it out because I want a divorce." She answers.

"What? Nariah, forgive me. We haven't even been married a year yet and you already want to divorce me over a dumb decision I won't ever make again?" I ask. She just jumped out of the bed and got all up in my face. "Motherfucker, we haven't been married a year and you already broke your fucking vows! So, damn right I wanna get a divorce! I don't care how much I love your ass, Kentasia! I refuse to be a dumb bitch staying with a cheating ass nigga for the sake of a marriage his ass don't even respect!" She hollers, breathing heavily.

"Damn, I'm so fucking sorry. Why can't you give me another chance? We better than this. Please." I beg her. "You ain't sorry. You are only sorry you got caught. Ain't no telling what other bullshit you do behind my back. And as far as I'm concerned, fuck your brothers too because they all smile in my face knowing you do me dirty when I'm not with you." She says. "Don't drag them into this. None of my brothers know about the dirt I do, aight? And if they did know exactly what I did, they would get on my ass about it." I say. My brothers respect her, so they would never encourage me to cheat on her.

"I don't even feel like hearing this anymore. I don't want to sleep in the same bed as you. So, go get in a guest room." She demands, sitting at the edge of the bed. Her phone just started ringing. I raise my eyebrow at the name James on her screen. "Who the fuck is James and why that nigga calling you?" I ask. "James is my co-worker." She answers, ignoring him. She just started texting him. "What the fuck, mane? You finna text the pussy ass nigga in my face? Fuck all that!" I yell at her. "Shut up. It's better than lying to your face, ain't it?" She sarcastically asks.

"You fucking with him cause you mad at me? For real? That's what you doing now?" I ask. "I fucked him. Yep, I did it." She says. My stomach just dropped and my temper just got real fucked up. It's taking every bit of self control to not choke her ass out. "You did what?" I calmly ask. "I fucked him. Now, we even, stupid ass nigga. You thought you were about to do me like that and get away with it? Nope. Guess what else? I loved the way his thick ass dick felt." She says.

I just walked out of my room. I don't have nothing else to say to her ass right now. I almost said some shit I could never take back and I was two seconds away from knocking her ass the fuck out. Who the hell she think she is disrespecting me like that in my own house? I'll deal with her ass later on, but for now I need to take my anger out somewhere. She found out because Drew knows the bitch I fucked and he told her to get back at me for knowing about Shai and Majesty. That was some real bitch ass shit and by the time I'm done, he'll wish he never got in my business or opened his mouth with anything that could fuck with my household. Whether I was wrong or right, that was just some shit he never should've done.

WENDY

I'm so fucking mad and all I can do is cry. I love Reign so much but she crossed the damn line. I knew having that threesome was a bad idea. They were doing more than just regular fucking. Qua was making love to her and it was clear as day they love each other. I felt stupid because that night proved how what me and her had wasn't anywhere near as deep as what they had to her. I felt like some awkward ass third wheel.

I know it was messed up for me to try to fuck her little sister because I was mad, but hurt people do fucked up shit sometimes. I'm human with real feelings. I just wanted to make her hurt as much as she hurt me but my plan backfired. Shit will never be the same, especially not after she put her hands on me. Her crazy ass just fucked me up in front of people. That was so messed up and I never imagined her doing that to me. It's okay though. I know how to make her regret that shit.

I just pulled myself together, walked to the door, and rang the doorbell. He just opened it. "Hey, baby." I mumble, eyeing his tattooed bare chest. "Wassup?" He asks as he steps aside to let me in. I wrap my arms around his neck then kiss his lips. "Drew, fuck me." I beg. I fucked him out of spite after the threesome, but now I'm gonna keep on fucking his fine ass. We have one thing in common and that's the way Reign hurt us.

"You good?" He asks. "No." I answer. "Why your face all fucked up?" He asks. I'm embarrassed. Reign and LaLa stomped my ass out. "I got into a fight with your fucking baby momma. She just attacked my ass." I answer, rolling my swollen eyes. He starts laughing some. "If Reign jumped on yo ass, she deserved it. She might kill us and hide our bodies if she find out we fucking." He jokes. "You sound like you get a thrill out of this." I say. "I do. Me and you ain't shit but two mothafuckas that's fucking, not more. Why would I care if she beat yo ass, Wendy?" He asks. I've learned he is a true asshole. They belong together. "I should've tried to fuck Qua to get back at her." I mumble.

"We fucking or not?" He asks. I just dropped down to my knees and pulled his dick out. "Why is it still soft?" I ask. "Get it hard." He bluntly answers. "The hell? Niggas are suppsoed to always be ready. My presence alone should make your dick rock hard." I say. "Only two women done had that type of power over me. You don't though." H e says. Ignoring his smart ass mouth, I just started sucking him off.

He's fucking my mouth to the point of me choking, but I love this shit. How could Reign ever not want him? This man turns into a beast. "Bend yo ass over and wait for me to go grab a condom." He demands. We're right at the entrance of the house about to fuck. I love doing it whenever and wherever. Before I can do as told, somebody starts banging on the door. "Fuck?" He asks, pulling his pants up. I'm looking out the peephole. "It's KeKe." I say.

He opens the door. Before he can say a word, KeKe punches him square in his face. "Nigga, the fuck yo bitch ass think this shit is?" KeKe yells, swinging and almost tearing the door down as he barges in the house. My eyes widen in shock as I watch both of them fight and slam each other. "Stop!" I scream. "You gon' come try to fuck up what I got with my wife, bitch ass nigga? You snitching on niggas now?" KeKe growls, strangling Drew.Drew knees him then goes back to throwing punches.

Those two just fucked each other up. "Nigga, get the fuck out!" Drew snaps as he limps a little with blood rolling down his face. "You a bitch! Stay out my gotdamn business! I don't know what you got going through yo head, but you a true fuck nigga! You mad at my brother and sister and wanna take that shit out on mothafuckas that didn't do shit to you! You cheated on yo own wife with my sister and you played mind games with both of them and pinned them against each other! So, what? Majesty started fucking her! Get over it, nigga! You dropped yo dime and he picked it up! Move on! Turning into a bitch ain't helping shit!" KeKe yells.

"Bruh, fuck outta here! You cheated on yo bitch too, so who the fuck is you to say something to me for doing that shit? Hypocrite ass! All you niggas smiled in my face knowing he was messing with her! Now, they asses posted up online like they a royal couple! Mothafuckas out here like they in love! Y'all supposed to be my family, but y'all let me get played! That's foul! I would've never did y'all like that!" Drew yells back. He still loves Shai and he still loves Reign. I can tell based on the way he acts when it comes to this.

"What I look like getting in my lil brother's business and telling you that? You like family to us, but that's my fucking blood brother, nigga! I'll never rat him out for you or no other bitch ass nigga that's getting cheated on!" KeKe goes off. Drew is angry with their family for being loyal to Majesty and minding their business. I can't blame them for staying out of it. At the end of the day, blood is thicker than water and Majesty will always be above him.

"Mane, that's bullshit." Drew says. KeKe looks at me. "Let me guess. You be fucking her cum covered mouth having ass to get back at Noble too, don't you?" He asks. 'Um, don't put me in this." I say, wiping the corners of my mouth. "Naw, I'm fucking her cause I don't owe nobody no loyalty. Nexr time you pop up at my house on this bullshit, Imma kill yo pussy ass, nigga. That's on my daughter." Drew says. KeKe chuckles. "You met the changed me when you came around. Don't let the art fool you. I'll put my paintbrush down and blow yo fucking head all over this bitch. Stay out my business and if I ever find out you told my wife anything else, I will kill you." KeKe says, sending chills down my spine. "Yeah, it sound good." Drew nonchalantly says as KeKe lets himself out of the house in silence.

For some reason, I think KeKe has fooled us into believing he's an innocent family man. Something tells me there's more to him than that and that he's not the one to fuck with. Drew slams the door shut. "I'm sorry that happened." I say. "Bitch, get the fuck out." He demands. "Nigga, the fuck?" I snap. He roughly grabs my arm then throws me out like a piece of garbage. "What the hell you think this is? You have lost your mind!" I scream, charging at him. He loudly slams the door in my face. Fuck all of them. I'm done with these people.

SHAI

"Majesty." I mumble. I can't sleep. I've tried, but it's hard. "What?" He asks, looking away from his laptop. He was busy playing spades online and we haven't talked much.

"Can we talk?" I ask. "What's wrong?" He asks. He seems super uneasy. "Are you hiding something from me?" I ask. He sighs. "Yeah. I almost tried to fuck with somebody else earlier but I changed my mind and walked off cause I can't lose you." He admits. "It hurts to know I'm not the only woman with your attention." I say.

"It was just an attraction. You the one I want and love. I know I got a lot of bullshit going on. I understand if you done, but I hope you ain't. A nigga need you by his side." He says. "I'm not leaving. This is just hard. Her popping up with the baby brings back bad memories. It reminds me of your sister getting pregnant by the man I never thought we do that to me." I admit.

"You really think Imma do you like that?" He asks. "I'm scared." I admit. He wraps his arms around me. "Don't be. I got you. You got me?" He asks. "Yes. Just don't hurt me. If he's your son, we're going to deal with it." I say. That child is innocent. He kisses my lips. "I told my dad I got a girl now. He figured it's you." He says. I just love how sweet he is and how he claims me these days.

He kisses my neck. "I'm sorry about making you take the pill." He says. "Just don't tell me you want me to have your child in the heat of the moment again." I say. "I do want you to have me a baby, just not right now. I need you to ride with me while I get my custody battle straight and figure out what's what with India. Once I get some shit lined up and get a real business started with old money I'm sitting on, we can have a baby." He says.

"Old money?" I ask. "Yeah. You really think me and my siblings fully live off my parents?" He asks. "Yes." I answer, laughing. "Hell naw, Shai. They used to loan us money to get shit started. My old money is from my old business. I paid them back a long time ago. The money I spend on bullshit is old money." He explains. Wow. I thought he only sat on his ass all day not knowing he does have money he actually worked for.

"That's pretty cool. Why do you want a loan now? Are you broke?" I ask. "Not at all. I just don't wanna spend my own shit." He answers, making me laugh some. "But for real, Imma knock you up in due time." He jokes. "You promise?" I ask. "On my momma." He says. I love this man so much. I know he's the one for me. I'm going to marry him. I just want to have a part of the man I love. "Just don't leave me." He says. "I won't." I assure him. It's for better or worse.

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ALSO, IF YOU ASKED ME ABOUT MY REGISTRIES A MONTH AGO, HMU (Don't ask 4 it if you not buying nothing lol. I'm having a digital baby shower still.)