“Cool. Preciate being included,” I said sarcastically.
She sucked her teeth. “I had a doctor's appointment before coming here. I wanted to make sure I was cleared to fly. The baby is good.”
“And now that you know, I’d like to know too.”
“That’s fair.”
I scoffed and crossed my arms. “What you know bout that?”
Her soft expression tightened. “Pryce, please. I know a lot about being fair. Don’t let my one infraction overshadow your many.” Pulling the blanket off her body, she stretched, and her shirt rose up, giving me a full look at her belly.
Her skin was smooth and still blemish free. It glistened in a way that showed she was serious about moisturizing. I admired her for a few seconds. Her hips were wider, but the thighs still matched –– the same thighs that wrapped around my waist as I dug into her, filling her up with good dick months ago.
“I don’t know what infractions you talkin’ bout and really don’t give a fuck.”
She shook her head. “I would ask you how you’ve been, but it’s clear not much has changed.”
“Good. Don’t ask. Last thing I need you to do is pretend like you care.” Walking back over to the loveseat, I sat down.
“We both know that’s a lie. I do care.”
“You got a funny way of showing that shit, Dai. People that care don’t dip on you for six months and come back pregnant.”
Her head snapped back. “So, that’s what we doing?” She scooted to the edge of the couch and slapped her thighs. “Let’s do it, nigga. Let’s talk about why I left!”
“I know you better chill the fuck out with all that animated ass moving fore you make my baby sick.”
“Boy, shut up. The baby is fine. Back to you though. I get that me showing back up pregnant is both shocking and upsetting, but being pregnant is not the reason I left. I didn’t even find out right away.”
“It may not be the reason you left, but it’s the reason you stayed away,” I countered.
“No, it’s not.”
“What was the real reason then, Adai?!” My voice boomed. “Cause the more I sit here and listen to you talk around the shit or say something bogus, the more pissed off I get.”
When she didn’t answer fast enough, I sat forward.
“I didn’t say anything because I was scared, Pryce.”
That was an answer that I didn’t expect. “Scared of what?” I asked, confused.
She sighed. “Scared of what would happen if I told you right away.”
Her response made me pause to digest it. Running my hand over my mouth, I spoke. “What you thought, I was gonna do something to you?”
She shook her head quickly. “No. I know you wouldn’t hurt me physically.”
“I’m lost.”
“I think you would’ve taken over.”
I didn’t respond. Aware of my sense of dominance and wanting to control everything around me, it was likely that I would’ve done just that.
“Had I told you then, I wouldn’t have had the space to process a breakup and a baby on my own terms. It would’vebecome somethingyouwere gonna decide how we should handle.”
“And in feeling that way, you decided it was best for you to do the exact same thing you were tryna avoid me doing? Only you made it worse, continuing with the secret for months. You know that’s my baby too, right?”
Her eyes flashed, and I could see them filling up with tears. “I know that, Pryce.”
