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Twenty-Nine
Kyson
Kalilah’s parents are nice, and they clearly love and miss her tremendously. I’m not really sure what that feels like, but I’m glad it makes her happy.
I ended up spending the night, and her mother asked that I sleep in the spare room. Kalilah tried to say it would be fine if we shared, but I didn’t want to disrespect them, so I slept in the spare room across from her and didn’t move all night. Though when I finally woke, she was lying next to me, her leg swung over mine, and her hair fanned out over my chest.
She’s supposed to go home with me today.
I’ve been thinking of how I’m going to tell my brothers about the baby and what I’m going to do. The idea of leaving the life is even more at the forefront of my brain as well as the notion that I had to choose one life or the other might have been a decision I was planning to make for all the wrong reasons. Kalilah hasn’t asked me to make a choice, and she knows all about me and what I do to earn my money. It doesn’t really seem to bother her all that much.
“Kalilah.” I nudge her, and she jumps up, covering her mouth. She goes to turn, but before she can move, she throws up all over the bed…and me.
“Fuck.”
“Sorry,” she chokes out, running for the bathroom.
I get up to follow her, careful not to touch my vomit-covered chest while trying not to retch myself.
Jesus! That shit stinks.
Bad.
“Everything okay?” Her father pops his head in, already dressed, and looks around the room. I hear Kalilah spewing again and push past her father and into the bathroom, where she is hunched over the toilet. I grab her hair, which is already covered in vomit, and hold it back.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” she whimpers.
“It’s fine,” I tell her, brushing her hair back out of her face.
“I’ll get you some clean water.” I hear her father from the doorway and catch a glimpse of him just before he walks off.
“Can you move?” I ask.
“I—” She goes to stand but heaves again, throwing up whatever remains in her stomach. When she stops, her father steps in and sets the water on the counter.
“Your mother left to get some fresh bread. What can I do?” he asks, sympathy showing on his features.
“I’m going to shower her. Maybe you could bring some fresh towels?” I ask, and his face lights up, happy to help. After grabbing some towels and bringing them back, her father steps out and closes the door behind him.
Still gripping her hair, I step away and start the shower, making sure it’s warm before I help her stand.
She turns to me and meets my eyes. “I’m so sorry.” Tears spill down her cheeks.
“It’s done. It’s just payback for the river I made you swim in, right?”
She smiles at me as I reach for her shirt and pull it over her head. I didn’t sleep with a shirt on, only trousers, which I manage to get off before I help her with her underwear. We step into the shower, and I start to wash her.
“I was hoping I’d skipped over the morning sickness. Mom said she had it bad with me and even had to be hospitalized at one stage because she couldn’t keep anything down.” I smooth her wet hair back under the water as she talks. “Let’s hope I don’t get the same thing. Can you imagine me at work spewing on a customer?” She shivers at the thought. “I couldn’t sleep last night, so I crept into bed with you.”
“I know.” I grin at her. “I could tell from last night’s dinner that ended up on my chest.” Her lips tug up into a smile, and I know all is right in the world. She pushes up against me and kisses my chest.
“My mother also told me that some women get really aroused while pregnant.” She grabs my hand and pulls it down between her legs. “Can you tell?” She starts rubbing against my hand before I find her entrance and slip a finger inside. She moans.
“Fuck, you’re wet.”
Kalilah drops her head back under the water and rinses her mouth out, all the while gripping me to her and riding my hand. I reach for the removable showerhead and take it off, turning it to a more powerful setting, then I point it down at her clit. Her eyes open wide, and I slip a second finger in.
