Page 24 of Surrogate For My Best Friend’s Man 2

She groaned. “Five more minutes.”

I looked at her. “Who taught you that?”

She opened one eye. “You.”

I sucked my teeth. “Come on.”

She sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes. “I don’t wanna get up.”

“I know.” I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. She rested her head on my shoulder while I brushed her teeth. “Open.” She opened her mouth. I brushed her teeth while she looked at me through the mirror.

“Mommy?”

“What’s up?”

“Is Daddy home?”

My hand stopped for a second.

I looked at her through the mirror.

“Nah.”

“Why?” She whined.

I rinsed the toothbrush and handed her a cup.

“He had some grown up stuff to take care of.”

“Is he coming home later on?”

“I don’t know, baby.”

She looked down. “Is he in trouble?”

I swallowed. “Your daddy's gonna be alright.”

She nodded. I helped her wash her face before carrying her back into her bedroom. I opened her dresser. “What do you wanna wear?”

“My pink shirt.”

“Okay.”

I pulled out the pink shirt and a pair of jeans.

She held the shirt against herself. “I want my sparkly pants.”

I looked at her. “Not today.”

“But they sparkle.” She whined.

I laughed. “Girl, put the jeans on I just gave you.”

She started whining. “Mommy…”

“I said no you can wear them another day.”

I helped her get dressed, fixed her hair into two little ponytails, and added her pink bows. Then came the shoes. She wanted her little pink sneakers.