Page 123 of Surrogate For My Best Friend’s Man 2

“Once the twins get here⁠—”

“You’re still telling yourself those babies are gonna make that man love you?” I shook my head. “Kim, I don’t hate you enough to argue with your delusions.”

“Fuck you.”

I stepped closer with a smirk. “I don’t want Deuce anymore so stop measuring yourself against me. Stop thinking you won something because my husband was willing to cheat with you.” I paused. “You didn’t take my man. You accepted a man who wasn’t good enough for me anymore. I deserve better than the shit you were begging for.”

Kim’s eyes narrowed. “Get the fuck off my porch.”

“Gladly.” I turned, then stopped. “And when those babies get here, try focusing on being their mother instead of using them to make Deuce choose you.”

She slammed the door and I walked back to my car smiling. Kim could have him no returns. A few days later, Shante called. I stared at her name before answering.

“Hello?”

“Alisha.”

Her breathing sounded heavy. “I think I’m going into labor.”

I sat still of course she was.

“Grandma’s taking me to the hospital. I’m having contractions.” Then came the part that really pissed me off. “I’m scared, can you come?”

This bitch was still playing in my face. Still expecting me to show up and hold her hand while she delivered Deuce and Kim’s twins. She still thought I didn’t know.

“Yeah.” I kept my voice calm. “I’ll be there.”

The relief in her voice made me even madder.

“Thank you.”

I hung up. Oh, I was coming just not as her best friend. Grandma Lorraine was already in the hospital room when I got there. Shante was hooked up to monitors with an IV in her arm. She looked exhausted and Grandma looked relieved when she saw me. “There she is.”

Shante reached toward me. “Thank God.”

I looked at her hand and didn’t take it.

Her expression changed. “Alisha?”

I set my purse down. “How far apart are the contractions?”

“About six minutes.” She answered.

“And the babies okay?”

“So far.”

I nodded. “The babies.”

Something in my voice made Grandma look at me, Shante caught it too. I gave her one last chance. “Malik coming?”

She looked away. “I don’t think so.”

“Why not?”

“Alisha…Because he cheated?”

Grandma shifted and Shante looked at her. That shit right there pissed me off. That little look between them let me know that they thought I was still the dumb bitch in the room. “Look at me, Shante.” She did. “Did Malik cheat on you?”