I was already feeling ill and he’d made matters worse. I was trying to go to the emergency room to find out what was wrong with me. Jahrein wouldn’t even come get the kids and that was a first for him. He had to be digging the new chick. I never thought that I’d see the day when he’d push us aside.
I had no choice but to bring all five of my children with me. We waited in the waiting room for hours. What the doctor ended up telling me blew me away. Talk about when it rains it pours.
Chapter 18
(We can’t be Friends/Deborah Cox & Next)
“I’m trying to compose myself but I just can’t get over you...We can’t be friends cause I‘m still in love….”
“Damn, this pussy good. I knew that you’d get your mind right. You missed daddy fucking you, huh?” he moaned. “I love you, girl. A nigga really love you.”
I was lying in my bed trying to stay focused. My mind kept drifting off. There this man was on top of me and I was thinking about having waffles for breakfast.
“Say my name, baby.”
“Khalil.” I faked a moan.
I’d decided to answer one of his many calls. The fifth led him to my bed. I was trying to conjure up some passion, but it just wasn’t there.
“Baby, I coming.” I lied. I was trying anything to hurry his ass up.
After a few more pumps he finally he went limp inside his condom.
“Damn, girl. You gots the best.” he breathed as he collapsed on top of me. “Fuck…”
As he talked I found myself tuning him out. He was talking about us and how things were finally right. Khalil was so in to me that it was frightening. He answered his cell and told hoes that he was with his woman. Even when Melissa called he put me on the map.
In the beginning I thought that he could deal with us being just friends. Soon, I realized that it was not the case. He was putting pressure on me to make our thing official. In just five days he’d bought my kids a damntruck load of toys. He bought me a new sparkling tennis bracelet and made me a few thousand richer. My bank account was receiving deposits left and right. Still, the emptiness in my heart was ringing louder each day.
I sat up in my bed trying to cover my midsection leaving my breasts fully exposed.
“Look at those big ass titties. They sitting up so pretty. Those nipples are looking like nice round gum drops.” Khalil growled as he bent down and took my nipple into his mouth. He then slithered his tongue across the tip.
I closed my eyes and imagined my husband’s face. That was when my body allowed me to indulge in the pleasures Khalil was giving. His tongue felt great, especially since my breasts were extra sensitive. His tongue was soothing. Within seconds we were engaged in a round two. That time I actually enjoyed the ride.
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I was running ragged trying to prepare for Jhyrah’s fifth birthday. She wanted a party at Chuck E. Cheese so that’s what she was going to get. I was working overtime to make my kids smile because they’d been down about the lack of time that Jahrein had been spending with them. They were trying to warm up to Khalil, but that was still a work in progress. With his extra help I moved out of my apartment and into a four bedroom house. It was nice, but couldn’t compare to the last home that I shared with Jahrein.
I invited several of Jhyrah’s classmates to her party along with plenty of people from my and Jahrein’s family. I didn’t even know if Jahrein was going to show up. I’d tried calling him several times, but only caught the voicemail. I left some messages, but had no clue ifhe ever got them. So, I felt that it was okay for Khalil to come, since Jahrein had given no indications of showing his face.
All my kids were fresh to death on the day of Jhyrah’s party. Even five month old Jahlero was looking dapper in his Ralph Lauren unit all courtesy of Khalil. In fact, he’d paid for the entire party.
After arriving at Chuck E. Cheese with all the kids I realized how many people actually showed up for my baby’s day. I had the entire party area reserved and utilized every single space. Every chick that I invited showed up. Michelle had her daughter there and Joy brought her two nieces. Jalero and his girl brought their one year old son. Jahrein’s older brother Jaylen brought his three kids as well.
About thirty minutes into the party the employees had to bring extra chairs. As Jahrein’s family poured in by the bundles, I was beginning to regret inviting Khalil. They all seemed to look at him strangely as he wrapped his arms around me. I was not trying to have drama on my baby’s day.
“Damn, Raven. How many people did you invite?” Joy asked me.
“Too damn many.” I sighed. We were sitting at a table watching the kids have the time of their lives. Jahlero was being passed from arm to arm, since many hadn’t gotten a chance to see him much.
“Oh shit, Raven. Here comes Jahrein.” Michelle said as she nudged me.
I looked to my right and saw him. He was looking so damn good in grey Armani jeans with a grey and white Armani tee. The grey and white Forces made the cycle complete. He rocked a grey fitted cap tiltedup revealing the fact that he had a fresh haircut. On his wrist rested a platinum and diamond encrusted big face watch, and a huge piece and chain that was almost blinding rested on his washboard stomach. The only problem was….he walked over with a bitch! She was about my height and complexion. She had nice shoulder length hair. Her ass was nice and round and was connected to a small waist. The bitch was bad. I’m not conceited or anything, but I still had her beat; hands down.
I’d let my hair grow a little pass the middle of my back. I’d picked up a few pounds and it was all in the right places. I was a thick size ten. My false lashes were on point as always and my outfit was cute. I was wearing some shorts and a white halter by Baby Phat. I was stumping in my Air Force Ones. I had to be comfortable for my daughter’s birthday. I was nothing but a big kid that came to have a good time.
“Mommy, come see!” Jahrein Junior yelled.
