“My hormones been crazy… my emotions too,” she continued. “But that didn’t give me the right to come at you the way I did.”
She looked down at her hands.
“I didn’t even give you a chance to process anything. A baby is new for both of us.” Her voice softened.
“I’m sorry for not letting you speak. We both should have better communication with this situation.” She admitted.
I sat there stunned. Women rarely apologized for anything. Hearing Layloni take accountability for the childish ass behavior she’d been displaying made me respect and fall for her even more.
“I want us to have a good relationship,” she continued quietly. “So when our baby gets here… he or she see us getting along.” She smiled.
She paused like she had more to say but held it back.
“I want that too,” I replied seriously.
I leaned forward slightly, grabbing the bottom of her chin.
“I apologize too, Layloni,” I quickly kissed her lips. “I really love you, I’m falling hard for you. I find it hard to express myself but there’s a lot of shit I want with you before this baby comes.” I released her chin then stretched my legs wide.
“You need to move with me, I ain’t trying to miss nothing when it comes to my child.”
Her eyes widened with every word I said.
“I think that’s moving too fast,” she said carefully. “We can still be good parents in separate homes.” She met my gaze.
“Living together means we’re in a relationship. That’s a commitment.” She added.
I nodded slowly.
“I ain’t sure if I’m ready to be tied down like that… I know how I feel about you but think we need to take the commitment part slow. I’m not trying to hurt you…when women get hurt they end up doing drastic ass shit that’s out of line.” My jaw tightened.
“Like trying to keep a baby away… Or fuck on other niggas to prove a pointless point.” I rolled my jaw then clenched it tightly.
She stiffened.
“That’s some shit that’ll get a reaction out of me fast.” I warned.
Her eyes narrowed immediately.
“Don’t threaten me, King.” She frowned.
I held her gaze without blinking.
“I ain’t threatening you,” I said calmly. “I’m telling you how it is, and what it could possibly be.”
She shifted uncomfortably, doing everything like looking at her nails then glancing around her living to keep her eyes from locking with mine.
“We’re not moving in together. That’s final.” Her voice was firm.
“I just bought this house. I’m not giving it up for you… just like you’re not giving up your other women for me.” She spat, shooting me a nasty look.
“I ain’t talking about no other bitches right now. We talking about our baby.” I gritted out.
Layloni’s nose wrinkled, her left leg started to bounce fast. I could already feel this conversation going left before it went right.
“Look, Loni,” I sighed.
“Let’s take things slow and see where it goes.” I reassured her.
