AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Alright, you motha fuckas can put your tongues back in your mouth, that’s all me,” Pat told them, dead ass serious while pulling me down in his lap as soon as I reached him.
I already knew Cevon, so I gave him a smile and a wave. Everybody went back to working on beats and smoking and his artist, who was a look alike of the singer August Alsina, continued his thing in the booth.
“Baby, can we have a minute? I need to talk to you about something,” I let Pat know.
“Y’all niggas give me a minute, I need to talk to my girl right quick,” Pat said, dismissing them. I swear his ass was so damn bossy; I didn’t see how they dealt with his ass. I’m not even gon’ front, Pat tries to boss me around too, but I be getting right back with his ass.
After a few minutes, everybody was out the door and it was just Pat and I left in the room. I don’t know why but for some reason, I was nervous as hell and I’m guessing Pat noticed it, because when I started playing with my fingers, he smacked my hands so that I could tell him what was going on.
“Baby, I don’t know how you going to take this but for the past month, I’ve been staying at your house and in that month, we’ve had sex multiple times without protection. I’m on the pill but I had totally forgot about them, and earlier today when I was at the salon, I threw up. Baby I’m pregnant,” I said, finally able to breathe now.
“I noticed that ass has gotten a little fatter when you walked in here wearing these tight ass jeans,” he said, laughing. Really? Out of all the other signs, he had to point out the fact that my ass had gotten fatter?
I punched him playfully in his arm and told him to shut up. I wasn’t even showing yet, and if my ass was getting fatter, it was because of him.
“But for real baby, tell me how you feel,” I said, kissing him on the lips.
“Shit, a nigga is on cloud nine right now. I’m happy as fuck,” he said, pulling me in and kissing my neck.
“You know this mean you got to move in with me,” he said, looking me dead in the eyes.
“Why I can’t stay at my house?” I said, not knowing if I was ready to move in with Pat already.
“Because I want my baby mama home with me. I want to be a part of this pregnancy the whole way. I don’t want to miss shit. Ain’t no way I’m going to have my baby mama staying at home by herself and not with me,” he said, and I could kind of understand what he was trying to say. I gave him a quick roll of the eyes. For some reason I was mad, and I think it was because he just called me his baby mama. I didn’t want to be that; I wanted to be this man’s wife one day.
“What’s up with the attitude?” Pat asked. I swear this nigga didn’t miss shit.
“Nothing,” I said as I attempted to get up from his lap.
“Man Tamika, what the fuck is wrong with you? You might as well get over it, because your ass moving in with me. I’m coming over first thing in the morning to move all your shit, so you better start packing tonight,” he said.
“Okay,” I said.
Right after that, his niggas came back in the room and that was my cue to get out. I was frustrated, so I knew that I was about to start crying soon and I didn’t need a crowd around to watch me do it, either. I kind of felt like things were about to start moving too fast. We haven’t even been together five months now, and I was already carrying this nigga’s baby and about to move in with him. I didn’t want to rush things, but I felt as if Pat wasn’t leaving me any choice but to do so. Honestly, I was scared. I was scared of jumping head first into this relationship, only for it to go downhill. I wanted to keep that spark that we had right now going on. Those little butterflies that I would get when I would see him, I didn’t want to mess that up right away.
Chapter 6: Pat
I was in here trying to get my girl and that attitude of hers straight when these niggas came back in the room. I guess we were taking too long and these niggas were trying to get back to the money. I knew Meek was mad, but for what? I don’t know, but I damn sure was about to find out. She stormed out of the room so quick that I didn’t even get a chance to tell her to wait. I don’t know what a nigga said but I was for damn sure happy about the pregnancy, so I don’t know why she tripping.
“What’s wrong with sis?” Cevon asked when he walked in the room. He came in after everybody else.
“I don’t know why, what happened?” I asked him.
“I saw her coming out the bathroom and she was crying,” Cevon said.
I quickly got up and headed to see if I could catch up to Tamika. I spotted her as she was about to walk out the door.
“Tamika wait!” I yelled, jogging and trying to catch up
with her ass.
She acted like she didn’t hear me and continued walking to her car. I had to take the time out to take in my girl’s body. She was the shit! Point blank period. The way she had that gap between her thighs as she walked and her tiny ass waist. Shit! I knew I was supposed to be trying to figure out what was wrong with her, but the way that light was shining on her body had my ass in a trance. You could look at her and tell that I was dickin her down every night. That shit was obvious as fuck by the way she walked and stood. That fuckin gap told her whole story. I might sound cocky as fuck, but that walk told that she was definitely fuckin. When I caught up to her, I pulled her up and sat her on the hood of her car. Even though it was dark outside, the lights were on and I was able to look into her eyes, and I knew that she had just been crying.
“What’s up meek, talk to me,” I said. This was my first time seeing Meek cry, because she always put up this tough guard when she was around me, like she was afraid of letting a nigga in or some shit.
“It’s just, I wanted to be married when the time came that I decided to have kids. I didn’t want to be nobody’s baby mama. We only been together for a little minute and I’m already pregnant,” she told me.
“Well let’s go get married then. Anything thing you want, we can do. Shit, I know I’m going to marry your ass anyways,” I said, dead ass serious. Not a single smile on my damn face.
