I was speechless for a second when I realized everything Tory told me was true, and I was ready to take him into my arms. I was feeling like a lucky man when I laid eyes on Yummi and my son. His eyes looked just like mine.
I wasn’t expecting to come home to a baby, but I was ready to step in and be a father. I scooped him out of her arms and held him close to me as Yummi closed the door. Coast spat his binky out and started crying.
“Oh, you’re a mama’s boy, huh?” I chuckled as I rocked him.
“I’m all he’s had since he was born, so he even cries with my mother,” she uttered bitterly as she tried to give him his pacifier again. She was mad at me; she wasn’t happy to see me.
“Damn, I feel bad I left, and you were pregnant with my kid.”
“It was a hard pregnancy, but he’s healthy and taken care of. Let’s go to my room so you can get comfortable. I’m sure you have a lot to talk about.”
I sighed. “I do.”
“Take off those outside clothes. He has sensitive skin, and I don’t want him breaking out. Your old clothes are in the closet. I moved them here when I cleared out your house in Southwave when your mother asked me to. You had too much expensive stuff to give away or put in storage.”
We walked down the white marble foyer. She had remodeled the house completely, making it look richer than I had it. She turned around, took the baby from me, and we walked up the stairs.
We passed Coast’s room, where lullabies played on the television. We went into the room next to it, which was hers. She left me alone, and I showered. I didn’t bring anything back from Colorado, so I was glad she had saved my clothes.
When I got out of the shower, I brushed my teeth, gargled good, and slapped on some lotion. I put on some boxer briefs, sweatpants, Gucci socks, and slides. I already felt like I was back home, so I kept my shirt off. I wanted to hold my son comfortably.
I went back downstairs and walked through the immaculate house until I found Yummi in the den, which looked like a playroom because toys were on the floor. She had the baby lying on his stomach with a pillow under him while he watched Mickey Mouse. Yummi was on the couch with her MacBook Air on her lap.
Spotting me, she stood up and wrapped her arms around me, so I did the same. My hands couldn’t help but explore her through her nightgown. Yummi’s ass was bigger than the last time I touched it, and it felt good.
There were no words spoken in the moment we shared. She looked up at me and gazed into my eyes before placing her lips on mine. Our passionate kiss felt like an eternity as my tongue danced with hers. I felt her heart racing, and so was mine. Even when our hearts raced, they matched. Yummi was my soulmate, and I never knew. It took a tragedy for me to find out that she was the one.
“We have to save that for later when the baby is asleep. But seriously, we need to talk. Where the fuck have you been? Do you know how hard it was without you? I’m happy to see you in one piece, but I’m mad as hell at you.” She pushed me.
“You still wearing my ring, so you ain’t too mad. Shit got hot in the streets. I’m glad I told you to stay here, too. I got shot when I took out Hurricane and was put in an induced coma in Colorado. You see, I lost all my weight, and I’m ready to gain it back. A lot of bloodshed had to happen before I came back, but everything is good now. If you want to move back to the land, we can.”
“I have to think about moving back to the city. I love the vibe here and being a mom now. I want the best for our son, but I’ll give it some thought. I’m just happy you’re alive and home. I have something to tell you, though.” She looked at me seriously, and I hoped it wasn’t something I’d be mad at.
“What’s up? Talk to me.”
“I gave Coast your last name, but he might not be yours. He could be Hurricane’s son.”
“What chu mean? He looks like my baby pictures,” I told her as I looked at Coast.
“I know he does, but do you want to take a test so we can know for sure?” she asked innocently.
“Nah, I don’t. That’s my son; I see myself all over him. That Hurricane nigga is in our past.”
“I hear you, but I think we should,” she protested.
I sighed and ran my hands down my face. I didn’t want to go through something that could cause a strain on our family.
“If it makes you feel better, you can test him… but I don’t ever want to know the results.”
“For your sanity, I’ll keep it to myself,” she assured me.
My eyes caught the screen of her laptop, and it was open on a cruise site.
“You trying to make our next baby on that boat?” I smirked.
“Yeah, now that you’re home. I was going to book for me, the baby, Solace, and her kids, just to show our lil’ ones the good life.”
“I can do that for y'all. I owe you the world for having my first son, and I gotta make it up to you for holding me down while I was gone.”
