Page 51 of Surrogate For My Best Friend’s Man 2

“She brought more gifts for the babies.”

I closed my eyes and shit hit me weird. My wife was still buying gifts for babies she thought belonged to Shante and Malik. Still supporting her best friend and still completely clueless. “Does she say anything about me?”

“No.”

“Ask about me?”

“Not really.”

I sucked my teeth then something else crossed my mind. “Where is Malik at?”

“He moved out.”

I leaned back against the wall. “Good.”

Shante went quiet.

“He really hurt, Deuce. He feels betrayed.”

“I said I know.”

“He loved me.”

I shook my head. “He’ll get over it.”

I wasn’t about to sit on a county phone feeling sorry for Malik. I had enough shit on my plate. But I couldn’t lie to myself either, I understood why he left. If somebody played me like that, I’d be gone too. I just wasn’t about to make his feelings my problem.

“So Alisha still doesn't know?”

“No.”

“She left thinking everything was good?”

“Pretty much.”

I rubbed my jaw. “Good.”

“Deuce, this isn’t good.”

“I know what I’m doing.”

“You sure?”

I looked around the county hallway. Hell no, I wasn’t sure but I wasn’t about to tell her that.

“Just don’t say shit don’t tell Alisha nothing.”

Shante didn’t answer.

“You hear me?”

“Yeah.”

I heard somebody behind me telling the next person to hurry up. I glanced over my shoulder. “I gotta go.”

“Okay.”

“Take care of yourself.”