“Hey. What’s going on?”
“Someone’s Uber Eats order was left at my door,” he said, lifting the food a little. “It’s too much food for me to eat by myself. So, I figured I’d see if you wanted some.”
“What is it?”
“Pizza, wings, fries, and a brownie.”
I stepped back and opened the door wider. “Come in.”
By then, me and Kam had been working out together in the gym almost daily. What started as casual conversation was turning into a friendship. He flirted with me, but he hadn’t asked me out or tried anything physical. I figured my pregnancy was probably what kept him from pushing it, and I understood that. Still, he was good company and great to look at and fantasize about.
He came in, set the food on the coffee table, and looked around. “You’re making this place look more lived in every time I come up here.”
I looked around, smiling proudly. “I’m trying.”
We opened the pizza and ate while the TV played some reality show neither one of us cared about.
“Isn’t your pop up coming up this week?”
I nodded as I chewed and swallowed.
“You nervous?”
I shrugged. “Not really. I have a really good following so I believe I will have a good turnout. I invited beauticians, hair influencers, and my followers.”
“The pop up idea is nice. You’re building community around your product, not just trying to make a quick dollar. That’s dope.”
Smiling, I told him, “Thank you.”
He took another bite of pizza. then said, “I really like your drive.”
I fought the urge to blush.
“Most people talk about what they want to build. You’re actually building it.”
I grinned proudly. “Thank you.”
He wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked at me with more intent. “I can’t wait for you to drop this baby so I can take you out for a real night and some drinks.”
He had never been that forward so my eyes bucked a bit. Then I started blushing. “So, you want to take me out?”
“Hell yeah,” he replied easily. “I mean, I don’thaveto wait until you have the baby if you’re down.”
My stomach fluttered with nerves. Kam was sexy with that bad boy edge I liked, but he knew how to be a gentleman and a friend. That was more attractive than the money he clearly had. But my thoughts went straight to Reek, which annoyed me. I wasso tired of my feelings refusing to leave that man alone. Reek did not want a real relationship. He had made that clear more than once. And I refused to be “hooking up” with my child’s father because every time we did, my feelings only grew deeper.
So, if a sexy, dope boy wanted to take me out, I needed to let myself be open to that instead of being loyal to confusion.
“You’re in the streets. So, do you know who my baby’s father is?”
Kam nodded slowly. “Yeah, I know.”
“And you’re not scared?”
“Hell nah.”
I discreetly exhaled. That shit was sexy as hell.
I looked at Kam, batting my eyes flirtatiously. “Well, I don’t see why we can’t go out if you’re not ashamed of taking a very pregnant woman on a date.”
