Page 10 of Mia

“And you better not slam that door.”

“Fuck you!”

Even as she said that, she didn’t slam the door. I sat on the bed and picked up my phone from the nightstand. Going to her contact, I sent Jaeda a FaceTime request. She answered on the second ring.

“You got her?” she asked.

“Yeah, I got her. I appreciate you and my bro coming through.”

“It’s no problem. I’m on her ass tomorrow. I can’t believe she didn’t tell me she was pregnant or fucking married.”

“You know your sister loves to keep a good secret.”

“She isn’t the only one.”

She held a look of hurt on her face, and I felt bad. Jaeda had become like a sister to me. Even when me and Mia were beefing, I could go over to her and Quaid’s place, chill, and have a good meal. She always treated me like family, and with her pregnant with my nephew, she was family.

“I’m sorry, Jae,” I said, sincerely.

“I thought we were closer than that, Titan.”

“Shit, I thought we were closer than that, too, nigga,” Quaid said, coming into view. “You know we beefing, right?”

I chuckled. “I know, man.”

“To think I was gonna make you my baby’s godfather.”

“Fuck outta here. You can’t take that from me over one little secret.”

“Two secrets, nigga. Two big ass secrets. I would have never kept some shit like that from you.”

I sighed. “I know, Quaid, damn. When I get back home, I’ll make shit up to y’all. Now let me see my godson.”

Jaeda smiled as she lowered the camera to her stomach.

“Hey lil’ nigga,” I said softly. “You better not be giving my sister a hard time in there.”

Jaeda giggled as she rubbed her stomach. “He’s been an angel, and he misses his uncle. He’s missing his weekly talks with you and I’m missing him being so active from your voice.”

This pregnancy made me and Jaeda closer. Even without knowing her sister was pregnant, she never complained when I wanted to rub on her stomach because I couldn’t rub on my own baby. I’d been over here for two weeks now, watching Mia’s every move. Truth was, I missed home too.

“I’ll be back soon,” I promised.

We spoke until the bathroom door opened and Mia stepped out, wrapped in a towel.

Our eyes locked, and she frowned, crossing her arms.

“I gotta go, Jae. Your big head ass sister just came out the bathroom.”

“Tell her I’m on her ass tomorrow.”

“She hears you. I love y’all.”

“We love you too.”

I hung up the phone and placed it back on the dresser. I looked over at Mia, who had a deep scowl on her face.

“Come here.”