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I picked her up with one arm and sat her down on top of the bathroom counter. She placed both of her hands on my chest and hungrily kissed me, even though both of us were breathing hard as hell.
“I love you so much. You always know how to handle your business with me,” she said after we pulled apart.
I kissed her lips one final time and then I wiped my dick off and got dressed. When I finished, I wiped the counter and Toya off. I wanted so badly eat the fuck out of her pussy right now, but I would wait to do that when we got home. Once we were both dressed, we walked out the bathroom, hand in hand like nothing had just went down.
“You think she heard us?” Toya asked when we made our way back into the living room. My grandmother was still sleep, but hell, you never know.
“Us? That was you doing all of that screaming,” I said and she playfully hit me on the arm.
She let go of my hand and walked over to the corner to put her shoes back on. I walked over to my grandmother, shook her, and when she woke up, I let her know that we were about to leave. Toya came over and hugged and kissed her as well, and then we were out the door.
Now, I was about to let lil mama burn a hole though my damn pockets. She better be lucky I love her ass!
Chapter 13: Charlie
Here I was seven months pregnant and I felt like a fat pig. Because I’ve always been small, whenever I gain a little bit of weigh, I always feel like I’m just so huge. When I was pregnant with China, I only gained fifteen pounds during my pregnancy. Now being pregnant with our second daughter, I had gained about twenty-five pounds and I was just ready to drop this damn load any day now.
Quan liked me this way and he showed his appreciation toward my body every day. Another thing I cannot stand about this damn pregnancy are my damn hormones. I mean, a bitch was horny 24/7. If Quan wasn’t home so we could have sex, I would take my ass to wherever he was, just so I could get my rocks off.
I was only going in to a work a couple of days a week now, because that feeling in my body had finally kicked in, and I wasn’t able to do the things that I would normally be able to do. Right now, I was in the car with my baby, on our way to Dolphin mall so that I could find me something to wear to my baby shower next weekend.
I honestly didn’t want one, but my mom and my girls insisted that I had one since I never got the chance to do it when I was pregnant with China. Funny how the times have changed because I wasn’t able to do a lot of things during my first pregnancy. For that, I would forever be thankful to God and happy that Quan and I were now in position where we didn’t have to struggle anymore and we could provide for our children. That’s why I support my husband in everything he does because if he weren’t for him, none of this would have been possible.
Quan had dreams and I believed in them with him, and I knew that he had the talent to one day be in a position to provide for his family. This is part of the reason why it used to make me so mad when Quan would cheat on me after he became famous. Those women wanted him for all the wrong reasons. They saw the money, cars, clothes, and fame, and they were attracted to that. Whereas, all I saw was his heart and that’s all I wanted. I loved him enough to let him go, though. Which is why the first two years of his rapping career, we weren’t together, we were just co-parenting.
I knew Quan well enough to know that eventually he would bring his ass to his senses. During our time apart, I never entertained any other dude. I knew that Quan was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, so I waited for him. I know most women would have probably moved on, but I just couldn’t because I couldn’t help but to think about the conversations that we would have as teenagers about spending the rest of our lives together. I couldn’t just throw all of that away, and clearly he couldn’t either because he came right back.
Ten minutes later, we pulled up to the mall and I was lucky enough to find a parking space up front. After parking, I turned the car off and got my baby from the backseat. I helped her out of her booster seat and when she was on her two feet, she reached her hand out for me to hold. I put her hand in mine, closed the door and locked it. We walked into the mall hand in hand, and I knew that by the time we left, my feet were going to be killing me from walking around this big ass mall.
“Let’s go in here right quick, so I can get your outfit for Saturday,” I said once we were in front of the True Religion store.
We walked inside and I went to the back to the kids’ section. I found her a cute jean skirt with a matching denim shirt that she would wear tucked in. I also picked her up a few other jeans and shirts just to have. When I had everything in my hand, I stood over by the fitting rooms so that somebody could open one of the doors for us. I had to have China try her clothes on in the store because this mall was too damn far from the house for me to bring anything back if it didn’t fit.
Once we were inside the fitting room, I sat down on the bench, with all of this belly resting on my thigh and put the clothes on the side of me.
“Come on, China, so you can try on these clothes,” I said, beckoning with my hand for her to come over to me.
“Mommy, come on, I’m a big girl. I can get dressed by myself,” she let me know as she began to take off her dress.
I smiled at my baby because she was growing right before my eyes. I also couldn’t help but to notice that the bigger I got during my pregnancy, the snappier China had become toward me. I was kind of used to her outbursts here and there, but lately, it was more than usual. I often didn’t trip because I knew she inherited that shit from me, but if it became too much then I would quickly nip that shit in the bud. I watched as she had a hard time getting the shirt over her head and she sucked her teeth, defeated.
“China come here, let Mommy do it for you,” I told her.
“No!” she said, with way too much bass in her voice for my liking.
I sat forward on the bench and grabbed her by the front of the shirt that she had halfway on and yanked her lil ass in my direction. China had never screamed at me that way, so I knew that something was bothering her, but it still didn’t justify the fact that she was disrespecting me.
“Little girl, what the hell is wrong with you, screaming at me like that?” I asked her after I let her shirt go. I noticed that she was crying too.
“You don’t even care about me anymore, Mommy. All you and Daddy care about is my new sister.”
She cried and it broke my heart to see my little girl saying that. My baby was only seven years old, and I didn’t know why she would be thinking this way. I helped her pull the shirt over her head, lifted her up and sat her on my lap.
“China, why would you say that? You know me and your daddy love you more than anything in this world. Everything that we’re doing, we’re doing it for you and your sister,” I said as my eyes got watery and my voice cracked a little bit. Damn, this pregnancy had my ass way too emotional.
I watched as China pulled out a little chain from around her neck and she showed it to me. It read, A/B Honor Roll. “Yesterday was my assembly and I made the honor roll and I was student of the month. Everybody’s parents were there except for mine,” she said, with tears falling down her face.
If I never felt like shit before, I felt like shit now, and I could see why China would be mad at her father and I. I was normally on top of everything when it came to my daughte
