Page 31 of Surrogate For My Best Friend’s Man 2

She looked over at me. “Okay.”

“That’s it?” I frowned.

“Bye, Mommy.”

I shook my head. “Come give me a kiss.”

She jumped off the couch and ran over. I bent down and kissed her forehead. “Be good for Grandma.”

“I will.”

“And don’t be begging her for nothing.”

She smiled. “I won’t.”

Mama laughed from the kitchen. “She already asked me for ice cream.”

I looked at Brittany. “See?”

She giggled and ran back to the couch. I grabbed my purse. “I’ll be back later.”

“Take your time,” Mama said. “I’m good.”

I nodded and headed out. Once I got in my truck, I sat there for a minute before pulling off. I wasn’t rushing, I just wanted to see Shante for myself. The hospital wasn’t that far from Mama’s house, and traffic wasn’t bad, so I made it over there pretty quick. I parked, grabbed my purse, and headed inside.

After checking in, I took the elevator upstairs. When I got to Shante’s floor, I followed the hallway until I reached her room and I knocked.

“Come in.” Shante yelled.

I opened the door and Shante was sitting up in the bed with her hair wrapped, watching something on the television. Malik was sitting in the chair beside her with his head leaned back and his eyes closed.

I smiled. “Hey.”

Shante looked over. “Hey Girl!”

“Hey, mama.” I walked over and hugged her carefully. “How are you feeling?”

“Better.” She shifted around in the bed. “They got me hooked up to all this shit, but I’m good.”

I looked at the monitor beside her. “Your pressure?”

“Better.”

“That’s good.”

She pointed at the chair. “Look at him.”

I looked over at Malik and he hadn’t moved.

“He been knocked out like that for almost an hour.”

I smiled. “He looked tired.”

“He is.” She replied.

I walked over and tapped his shoulder. “Malik.”

He opened his eyes. “What’s up?”