“The way I was fucking that pussy… I knew I would.”
I pinched him. “Gerald.”
“I’m saying… had you in every position too.” He kissed my lips, pulling back, admiring me. “I need you to open something.”
“Right now?”
“Yeah… come on.” He pulled me behind him, still clutching the test in his hand, as he brought me back to the kitchen where the gifts were.
It was the Gucci bag I had been eyeing since I came out into the kitchen this morning. He shook the box out of the bag and handed it to me.
He stood there, still clutching the test in his hand. Goo was so excited he couldn’t sit still as I slowly unwrapped the box and took the lid off.
“What did you get me that has you so excited?” I looked over at him, as he rested his chin on his closed fist that the pregnancy test was in.
“Open it.”
I quickly pulled all the things off the box and lifted the bag and shook off the dust bag.
“A diaper bag? What the hell?”
He laughed, as he came near and kissed me on the lips. “Some shit felt off with you… I couldn’t put my finger on it, but when I saw that box of pregnancy test, it all made sense.”
“So, you bought a diaper bag not knowing if I was pregnant or not?”
“All I knew is that you would eventually be… I always hit my target… fuck you meannn. Put it on your shoulder,” he directed, as I stood with the bag on my arm.
He was crying as he looked at me modeling the bag. “Pumpkin.” I reached for a hug, and he kissed my neck.
“This shit is an honor to me, Zoya. You allowing me to bless your womb… giving me that kind of trust. Boobie, you don’t even know what that shit means to a nigga like me.”
I kissed his lips softly. “Maybe the honor is allowing a man like you to bless my womb. I don’t care what you do in the streets or the life you lived. I care how you show up for me… how you show up for your family. I want to create this family with you… this doesn’t scare me.”
He picked me up, dropping the diaper bag onto the floor, kissing and holding me. “I fucking love you, Zoya.”
“I love you too, Gerald… so much.”
He pulled back and smirked. “Oh, I get a so much… put that shit on Ricky.”
I slapped his chest. “It’s fucking Roxie, Gerald!”
Bando ran and jumped up on us, and he put me back down. “Bando, you are going to be a big brother.”
I paused and looked at him, and our eyes met. “What up, Boobie?”
“Remind me.”
He put the diaper bag down and pulled me closer to him. I didn’t need the words because his expression told me everything that I needed to know.
“I love you, Zoya… I was made to love you and this was supposed to happen. I don’t take it for granted, Boobie… I want this… us forever.” He touched my stomach.
Goo pulled my face up and I kissed his lips. “Thank you, Pumpkin.”
“No, thank you, Zoya. I’m gonna protect this family… need you to trust and know that. I also need you to know that I’m not going anywhere… not running. You gonna run?”
I kissed him on the cheek. “Not anymore, Goo. Thank you… I know I’m not easy, and you still are here. Although, you still have the chance to run if you want.”
He slapped my ass. “You got better luck paying those J-walking tickets than me walking the fuck away.”
