“Ooh, shit, that’s two, M&M. Give daddy one more, baby.” I laughed when she actually shook her head. But that wasn’t what had me putting in work, no, it was her holding it in now.
I continued to pump into her vigorously, on a mission to win this deal.
“You’re right there, baby. Why are you cheating? If I have to take it, I’m shooting for twins.”
“Then take this shit.” I put her on her side, held her leg up, and went to work, getting my last one not even a minute later. Her cries filled the air.
“Ooh, baby, yes.” McKay’s body shook as she came with me.
I lookedover the file to make sure I didn’t forget anything that might be deemed important for my client Ms. Johnson’s divorce case. After a couple of weeks I was able to get everything she’d requested.
“With everything right here, you should be good. I caught your husband with the same woman on several occasions.” I passed the file with everything she would need for her divorce case against her husband. I was sure the clear pictures of him kissing the other woman, if not the video of them being intimate, would definitely free her.
“Oh my gosh, thank you so much. You just don’t know what you just did for me and my kids.” It took longer to get everything since I’d taken McKay on her babymoon and couldn’t catch him slipping before then. While gone, I had Tino follow him for a couple of days and he was able to get the pictures for me.
“No need to thank me. I also was able to get the other person’s information. She is married. Now, I’ll let you and your lawyer handle the rest from here. If you need anything else, please don’t hesitate to reach out.”
I stood, ready to walk her out. This was my last client of the year. I had decided to take the whole month of December off to spend the holiday season with McKay. With her entering her last trimester, I wanted to make sure we had everything we needed for Peanut.
Once she was gone, I headed for the living room where McKay was sitting with her laptop open. I was sure she was working.
I took a seat next to her, putting her feet in my lap, massaging them gently. I noticed her nodding then I caught the phone tucked between her ear and shoulder.
“Are you working?”
“Uh uhn. Hollis and Johnni sent over mock invitations for the baby shower and they wanted me to see them. I’m talking to Amber about our moms.” She turned the screen my way so I could see the purple and sage invite. It was cute. It had our names in script with Berkley’s name underneath ours. I cringed when I saw McKay’s name was still Bailey.
I hate that shit.
“Girl, let me call you back. This man just came into the room and we can’t talk freely any more, but lunch and shopping soon.” She laughed before she looked at me with a silly grin.
“And, I told you he trapped me. What’s your excuse with Art?” It went quiet for a second before McKay hit the speaker button so I could hear Amber’s voice.
“I told you, Art trapped me too…with his dick. And you know, I think y’all lying about faking this shit because BK looks like the trapping type for real. That’s his baby for real, ain’t it?” That had McKay laughing way too hard and me grabbing her phone to end the call with Amber.
“If I knew you and Amber were sitting around talking mad shit about me and my brother, I would’ve never introduced y’all, M&M. That’s fucked up. And what can’t you talk about around me? You got secrets without me? When did we start doing that?”
“Christmas gifts for y’all. And of course we do, I ain’t gon’ lie, it’s what sisters-in-law do besides bond with your mama. And since we’re not talking to her, I need extra doses of Amber.”
Us still not talking to our parents days later was a lot for McKay. She was used to having our mothers around constantly now.
“How long do you think we can ignore them?”
“You’re not me, M&M. I could go weeks, months. I know you miss your mama. Y’all talked like you and the girls talk, daily. Shit, you even started talking to Anna’s ass hourly.” The day after our stay in the hotel, we came home and found a massive amount of food containers in the refrigerator and on the counter, left by no one but Anna herself, along with a note.
We don’t care. As long as you’re happy, then so are we.
Call your parents.
“So we should call them?”
“To avoid a popup, absolutely. Anna ain’t going another day without coming over, plus we’re supposed to get our food drop-off either today or tomorrow.” I passed her phone back while I pulled her closer to me so I could talk to my daughter, laying my head on her stomach with my ear to it.
Anna’s voice rang out on the speaker, interrupting me. What I wasn’t expecting was to hear Mrs. Kat’s voice also.
You should’ve known they would be together. They’d gotten close too.
Damn, those fucking attachments.
