Michael's POV:

Weeks have gone by, in the blink of an eye. I just finished business with Mateo and the new drug buyers, so I decided to head over to Mateo and Leticia's house. So that I could see Leticia. I walked into the house only to find Leticia pacing the floor. She looked on edge, but I didn't know why.

"Leticia," I said, causing her to stop pacing the floor and look at me. "What are you doing?"

"Michael, you startled me." Leticia responded.

I walked over to Leticia and put my hands on her arms, as I stroked them up and down.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Leticia looked up at me.

"Michael, there is something I need to tell you."

"Okay," I continued. "Leticia you know you can talk to me about anything. So, what do you need to tell me?"

"There is no easy way to tell you this, Michael." Leticia hesitated, before she continued. "Michael, I'm pregnant."

When those words came out of her mouth, time froze. My legs began to feel heavy. My eyes widened and I had a strange feeling in my chest. I backed away from Leticia and took a seat on the couch.

"Michael." Leticia called, but I didn't respond.

Leticia walked over to the couch and took a seat next to me. It was like my life flashed before my eyes because if Mateo knew about this, then I might as well be dead. Not to mention, how would my boss react? What will become of this case?

"Does Mateo know?" I asked.

"No." Leticia replied.

"Good." I added. "Leticia, can you promise me that you won't tell Mateo?"

"What? Why?"

"Leticia, there are some things I need to work out first, and if your brother knows that your prenant, then I am as good as dead." I explained.

"Oh come on Michael." Leticia said, as she shot up from the couch. "He's my brother, I can't keep this from him."

"Leticia, come on."

She said nothing further. Her back was turned to me. She was quiet before I started hearing her cry.

"I'm so sorry." Leticia apologized.

I stood up from the couch and walked over to her. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the back of her head.

"Leticia, there is nothing to be sorry for. You're pregnant. We are pregnant." I said.

"What are we going to do? Are you even happy about this?" Leticia asked, as tears fell down her cheeks.

"I am beyond happy. We are going to be parents!"

Leticia turned around and gave me a kiss on the lips. Even though, I was in a pickle, I knew that I loved Leticia and I wanted this baby. As time went on, Leticia and I talked about some things, regarding the baby.