I synced the tracking link that was texted to me to my vehicle’s navigation system and took my time going to where she was heading. Based on the address, it wasn’t too far away. It was only a five-minute drive, and when I double checked it, I had a feeling what she was going to do.
I passed the car up and headed a block away, before I looped back around and parked in a CVS parking lot, one block away from where she exited the shared ride. There was a mini shopping plaza directly behind her as she crossed the street to the median.
My heart tumbled in my chest as she made her way across the busy intersection. I knew what she was doing, but it took everything in me not to drive down there and snatch her ass up. I had to let her work things out on her own.
My phone rang as I watched her.
“Hello.”
“The hell is wrong with you, nigga?”
“Frost, what is you talking about?”
“I told you not to hurt that girl. I promised her I would kick your ass if you did.”
“Frost, don’t call me with that shit right now.”
“Nigga, you think I’m playing with you? I should put a bullet in your ass. Only reason I won’t is because you’re my cousin.”
“Who the hell told you anything?”
“Amani. Who else?”
“Big ass mouth,” I muttered.
“Yeah, whatever. All I know is that you’d better make shit right with my future cousin-in-law and protect that seed in her belly.”
“The fuck you just say to me?”
“Protect that seed in her belly.”
“What seed?”
“Your seed.”
My heart constricted in my chest and skipped a couple of beats before it sputtered to life again. “What the hell are you talking about, Frost?”
“Oh shit. She hasn’t told you yet.”
“Told me what?”
“Nigga, I know ya ass ain’t that slow. If you made detective, you should be able to investigate and figure shit out. But in case you got the job based on favoritism and not merit, let me spell it out for you. Your woman is pregnant with your kid. Now, I don’t know how factual that may be since you don’t know. I got that from Amani.”
“How the hell she knows what’s going on with my woman, and I don’t?”
“That’s on you to figure out, Detective Fullwood,” he replied sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes. “Let me get off this phone.”
“Aye, don’t be blowing up my intel. Don’t say shit, because you didn’t hear it from me.”
“Damn, Frost. I never knew you were a gossiping ass nigga.”
“Deuce, go take your whining ass to find your woman. Dick her ass down real slow like, and eat that pussy good so she’ll never want to leave home. And if you don’t do it already, a little sumin’ sumin’ in her ass will give her some act right. She’ll forget why she was mad.”
“Nigga, I don’t need you to tell me how to treat and keep my woman.”
“I’m guessing you do. If you didn’t, your ass wouldn’t be in the doghouse right now with your dick on ice.”
