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“Meaning, after everything, you have to play nice.”

“Exactly,” he sighed as he moved on to my torso.

“This could be a good thing.”

“How so?”

“The ball is obviously in your court. You can set the terms, and it’s up to her to agree. You can suggest that she has to see a therapist a few times a month or submit to drug and alcohol testing before she has access to the kids.”

“That’s true, but I know she’d only be compliant for a few months at best, and then round and round we go. I wish she would disappear out of our lives.”

“Be careful what you wish for, Jon,” I warned softly.

“Hmm,” he hummed, reaching for my washcloth and feminine wash. “Kierra, spread your legs and let me wash that pretty pussy of yours.”

My mouth dropped.

This man can’t talk to me like this while I’m incapacitated. Having an orgasm right now would not be ideal.

“Relax, I’m only going to wash you,” he chuckled.

He’s deflecting and trying to use humor to cover up his frustration. I can’t say that I blame him. I would rather laugh than cry.

* * *

“This bob was a horrible idea. I’m tempted to shave my hair off.”

“It wasn’t a horrible idea,” Simone chastised as she straightened a section of my hair. “You’re frustrated because it’ll be difficult to maintain with a split side and a broken arm. I’ll take you to get your hair braided this week.”

I smiled at her in the mirror. “Thank you, Simone. I know we haven’t known each other that long, but you feel like a sister to me.”

“Please don’t tell me that right now. My hormones are at a ten, and I’m—”

She paused to wipe at her tears. A few trickles turned into a full-blown sob. While Simone carried on in the background, I thought about my own pregnancy. I was grateful I wasn’t experiencing any morning sickness like I had with Kiyah. I’d be fucked trying to vomit with a side full of stitches.

“Mommy, is Ms. Simone, okay?” Kiyah asked, poking her head into the bathroom.

“Um…she’s fine. She’s just excited for the turkey. Who did your hair, baby?”

“Mr. Jonathan did. Do you like it?” she asked, spinning so I could check out her ponytails.

I don’t like this…it’s too good. He’s done this before.

“It’s so pretty. Did you tell Mr. Jonathan thank you?”

“Yes!”

“That reminds me,” Simone said, as she wiped away her tears, “can you tell Nori to get her little butt up here so I can touch up her hair?”

“I’ll be right back!” Kiyah promised, running off to retrieve Nori.

“Also, you have your first appointment with the OB/GYN on Friday,” Simone mentioned.

“Thank you for arranging that,” I murmured.

“What’s the matter?” she asked, sniffing back snot.

“I don’t know what to do, Simone. I feel guilty for not telling Jonathan, but on the other hand, the baby announcement I have planned is amazing.”

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