Ethan's POV

I sent a text to Rockstar Spud.

Me: Bro?!

Spud: Good morning

Me: Tell me the truth. Did you know Sahara's pregnant by me?

Spud: No.. I know She's pregnant. But not once did I think it's yours. Wait, you fucked her??! When?

Me: After the wedding She came back with me and then boom...

Spud: dude, that's Renée's best friend... Fuck man..

Me: I know. We're eating breakfast in my hotel right now. I want her to come to Florida

Spud: She's actually pregnant by you?

Me: Yes.. I know it's mine cause I didn't wear protection that night. She's something else man..

Spud: So you're going to let your starting five know your baby mama has benched them 

Me: Maybe.. I need to slow down. I'm a father now

I watched Sahara eat her food and she remained quiet. At this time I got a chance to really look at her. Her hair is swept up into a high bun. She looks really pretty without makeup. But there's an overwhelming sadness about her.

This wasn't a side of her that I knew. Her mind must be troubling her.

"Did you have morning sickness?" I asked, trying to get all the details to understand all the time I've missed so far.

"A little at first during my first trimester, but now I'm good. I don't have it anymore."

"That's good. You need to move to Florida, and it'll make things easier. Could you before Thanksgiving?"

"That's three weeks from now. I don't think I could make that kind of change so sudden." She admitted.

All I can think is I'm trying to be there for my son and take care of both of them. My mom would probably not even approve of me doing this, but I have to right my wrong.

"We can't just hop into shit like everything is cool. What you did to me was fucked up."

"I agree and I'm sorry. But I'm offering up my Space to make things better."

Sahara focused on eating on her waffles. She started texting somebody on her phone. I'm pretty sure it's Renee.

"You're not going to the wrestling blogs about this, right?" I asked. The last thing I need is folks all in my damn business over my private life. Right now things should be under wraps.

Sahara got up from the table and put her purse on her shoulder. "What the Fuck kinda person do you think I am?" She spat, nearly knocking the food off of the table.

"You're not crazy, but I need to know that one thing. People are salacious, and the last thing I need is people coming at me."

"Once again, everything is centered around you. Fuck you." Sahara turned on her heels and headed to the door. She walked out and slammed the door.

This situation is going to be a lot harder than I thought.

***
Sahara's POV

Immediately when I left his hotel room, I started crying. I felt so weak that all he could think about is his image and what other people thought. It's not like I asked to get pregnant.

Look like I am going to be a single mother anyway. I pull out my iPhone and called Renee. She's been pushing me to tell Ethan about the baby the entire time. She held my hand when I took the pregnancy test and cried over the results.

"Hello... How'd it go?" Renee asked. Like she anticipated my phone call.

"This isn't going to work. He didn't doubt me, but then he made a comment asking if I went to the blog about this. Do I seem like a damn ringrat what the fuck sis?"

"Ethan is a little hard to understand sometimes. You know he's spoiled. His mama made him that way. I will talk to him and get him together love."

"Nah, he wants me to come to Florida by Thanksgiving."

"To visit?"

"No, to live."

Renee didn't say anything. "Okay, maybe the fool is serious then. He never let any woman he's dating stay with him. He's actually trying sis. Don't shut him out."

"I gotta go.." I said. I hung up the phone on Renee and walked downstairs to wait for my Uber. She's supposed to be on my side.

"Sahara.. what are you doing here?" My friend Beau said, and he saw my stomach. He gave me that same look everyone did when they saw my belly. It's like people saw a ghost. "Damn girl, you really are pregnant."

This is why I try to keep a low profile. "I had a meeting with someone. Do you have a show at VCW?" I asked. He's never in Norfolk unless he has a show.

"Yeah later on. I am meeting up with EC3 he's giving me some pointers about getting my name out there on the indie scene."

"Oh okay.." I said.

"Sahara... don't leave yet." I heard Ethan say in the background and I turned around wanting to stomp my feet.

Beau looked at me and then looked at Ethan. He started smiling.

"I gotta go..." I said, and my Uber just got here.

"What will I need to do to prove to you I am serious?" Ethan asked me.

Beau just stood there like he's adding up everything. Now he knows my secret.

"You can figure that shit out yourself." I said, climbing into my Uber and shutting the door. This situation with Ethan isn't going to be easier. I don't even know if I should go to Florida. That's so a huge change for me.

I texted my girl Indya for advice.

Me: Indybaeeee I just told my baby's father about our baby

Indya: What's the tea sis? What did he say?

Me: He was shocked, but he wants me to come to Florida. I don't know its a huge step

Indya: Girl go to Florida and be a kept woman. Get to know the man before your son gets here. Who knows he could be your prince charming

Me: Gross.. he's definitely not

Indya: I'm in New York shooting Season 3 of Pose but when I get a chance I will come to VA to visit before you leave..

Me: Thanks baee you always know what to say

Indya: Of course does he know that a blogger is offering you big bucks to run the story though?

Me: He asked me and I told him no.. but I never planned to.

Indya: Yeah don't take that story.. you will never gain his trust back if you do that