Stevie gave up a lot to be Menace Caselli’s wife, and I don’t think she ever regretted it. In this moment, I didn’t see Mrs. Caselli, I saw Stevie, a girl who didn’t have many friends, that wanted to get from under her husband and son.
Experience a real girl’s trip.
“I want that for you, Wonder… but at the expense of me dying? Fuck your husband? You wanna collect all the life insurance money?”
I snorted because I never noticed how dramatic and lovesick my brother was. This man was pretending to be sick, so his wife didn’t go away on a girl’s trip.
He turned to look at me. “She holds all ya’ll money in her hands… the fuck you doing here?”
I smiled because he went right back to treating me how he always treated me. He didn’t baby foot or acknowledge the elephant in the room.
I never took offense to any of the things my brother said. Mainly because he was angry because I was the one stealing his wife away. As much as he and Stevie loved being with each other, he needed to let my girl go enjoy being just a girl.
A lot of women needed to remember that.
Before becoming girlfriends, fiancées or wives. Even after we became mothers, and our lives weren’t our own anymore, weneeded to remember that we were all just girls. Just girls who had to grow into women way too quickly. So quickly that some of us never truly experienced what it was like to just be a girl.
Since Kora couldn’t make my birthday trip, the next best thing was my sister-in-law and my future sister-in-law.
“You know, Don is perfectly fine sending his fiancée with us… didn’t put up any fight.”
Menace rubbed the top of his son’s head like a globe. “Don hates his future wife… ain’t hear that from me.”
“Maverick!” Stevie snorted and walked over toward him.
It was the way my brother stared down at her, he was gone. Not knowing what to do with himself because she was leaving their bubble without him. “You gonna let me smell it before you go?”
“You can do mor?—”
“Stevie, I will wait downstairs because I’m not about to be subjected to this.” I quickly detached my nephew and left the room with him.
These fucks didn’t even wait a second before their double doors slammed, and I shuttered in disgust. “Your parents are gross, Dennis.”
I held my nephew as I made it downstairs. He was so good, staring at me with Menace’s eyes, and Stevie’s strawberry blonde hair.
He was the perfect mixture of them both.
This was what a baby looked like when it was conceived in love. If I was pregnant, would my baby come out looking like Gerald and me combined?
I had to stop thinking like that because my period was going to come. It has done this before, and I knew better than to fall for this.
Every time I thought I was pregnant with Sigel’s baby, then my period would show her ass. I remember always feelingbetween sad and relieved, never knowing why I felt relief when this was what I wanted.
I placed him in his little bouncer machine thingy, and strapped him in. I stared out the window at the rain, praying that it eventually stopped. Even with me not going into the office, I was still working from home, so I checked a few emails. With all the shit going on in the media and unexplained murders of people surrounding this case, his trial had been pushed back. The team was mostly trying to get their shit together while having that extra granted time.
After Kofi’s trial, I was real uneasy about returning right now. I needed some space to breathe. I felt hands cover my eyes but smelled that signature scent and knew who it was. His calloused hands scratched my eyelids.
“Say the wrong name and we gonna have a fucking problem.” He spoke into my ear, then kissed it.
I giggled. “Hi, Gerald.”
He removed his hand and kissed me on the cheek, coming around the counter. “You good?”
Goo stared at me, making me uncomfortable. “Wha…what you mean?”
“I’m asking you, baby, are you good?”
I discreetly let out a sigh of relief. “Yep… just replying to some emails. Where are you coming from?”
