Page 66 of Surrogate For My Best Friend’s Man 2

Malik’s eyes narrowed. “Shante.”

“Tell me what?” she asked.

I smiled. “We got twins on the way.”

Her smile disappeared and Malik closed his eyes. “Man…”

The woman looked at him. “Twins?”

“It’s not what she is making it sound like.”

I folded my arms. “Oh, now it’s not what I’m making it sound like?”

The woman stared at him. “You didn’t tell me you had twins on the way.”

Malik rubbed his hand down his face. “Because they ain’t my⁠—”

I cut him off. “We have been together this whole pregnancy.”

Grandma’s head snapped toward me. I felt her looking at the side of my face. I knew I was being messy but I didn’t give a damn.

The woman grabbed her purse tighter. “Yeah, I’m good.”

Malik frowned. “Come on, man.”

“No.” She shook her head. “You should’ve told me all this before you asked me to come out with you.”

“Can I explain?” Malik pleaded.

“You don’t have to.” She looked at me, then at my stomach. “Good luck with that.” Then she looked back at Malik. “And don’t call me no more.” She turned around and walked away.

I watched her leave and little satisfaction hit me. “Bye!”

Grandma slapped my arm. “Stop it.”

“What?”

Malik stared at me and the look on his face told me I had officially fucked up. “Do you feel better?”

I folded my arms. “Actually⁠—”

“Nah.” He stepped closer. “Don’t even answer that.”

I rolled my eyes. “You got a lot of nerve walking around Target with some bitch when I’m pregnant.”

Malik laughed but not because it was funny. It was that little laugh people did right before they said something disrespectful. “You are pregnant with Deuce and Kim’s babies.”

My face dropped.

“So let’s start there.”

I looked around. “Lower your voice.”

“Oh now you want me to lower my voice ?” His eyebrows went up. “You weren't worried about volume when you just ran up here lying to that girl.”

“I didn’t lie.”

“Yes, the fuck you did.”