Page 19 of Kissed By the Trillest Thug 2
“You sure?”
She laughed through her tears.
“Babe…”
“I’m asking.”
I needed to know that this was the confirmation that we were finally doing this.
“Yes,” she answered with this huge grin on her face.
I looked down at the test again and then back at her. Then down at it one more time.
I couldn’t stop smiling. A nigga was in utter disbelief.
It’s like I couldn’t stop thinking about it. We were having a baby. Another baby.
Our baby. Eternity wiped at her eyes before suddenly climbing out of bed. I frowned. If she thought that I was on her ass before, then she had to know that I was like Velcro now.
“Where you going?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
She looked at me like I had lost my mind.
“To tell my kids.”
The excitement in her voice made me laugh. She was already moving around the room, reaching for her robe that was hanging over the chair near the window. The smile hadn’t left her face. If anything, it looked bigger now. She slipped the robe on quickly and tied it around her waist before heading toward the bedroom door.
I sat there watching her. And she was so fucking beautiful. I was still trying to process what had just happened. I mean, one plus one equals two, and I had been shooting that club up like my Opp was inside that thing popping bottles, but every negative test felt like this moment would never come. Just before she reached the hallway, she turned around. The grin on her face was so wide it was impossible not to smile back. Then she disappeared out of the room, on a mission to wake up the entire house.
ETERNITY
I couldn’t stop smiling. No matter how hard I tried, it stayed there. Every few seconds I found myself laughing to myself, shaking my head, or touching my stomach like I could somehow feel something already. It was ridiculous. I knew it was. But after the last few months of hoping, wondering, and trying not to gettoo excited every time my cycle was late, I couldn’t help it. I was pregnant. The thought still didn’t feel real.
Yesterday, when I was out with Tori for most of our girls’ day, I felt sick as shit. But I didn’t even bother paying it any mind. By the time I got home and rushed to our bathroom to throw up, I already knew what this was. With all my children, morning sickness never came in the damn morning. My night owls all had me bent over the porcelain toilet when the moon was at its peak. When I woke up this morning, I was relieved that Malik was still asleep because this gave me all the time I needed to take a test and then wait for the results. I was sure that I would be tossing another stick of disappointment into the bathroom garbage bin.
But instead, two pink lines looked up at me, and I almost screamed in the closed space. But I didn’t, I grabbed the stick of pride and then sat silently on the edge of the bed until Malik had woken up. When I left our bedroom, he was still sitting on the edge of the bed looking like somebody had hit him upside the head with a brick. Every time he looked at me, he smiled again. Every time I looked at him, I did the same thing. We probably looked crazy. But I didn’t care. I was happy. It was the kind of happiness that settled all the way down into your soul.
There was a sway in my hips as I started walking down the long hallway. The first stop was MJ’s room. I didn’t bother knocking. He was damn near a grown man I should have knocked first, but this was so damn important. The second I pushed the door open, he looked up from his phone and frowned. Whenever I stood in the doorway of one of my children’s rooms, they gave me a glare like my ass didn’t belong there. These teenagers were going to drive me crazy. I couldn’t wait to get a baby up in here that would appreciate me being around.
“Why you in here smiling like that?”
The laugh escaped before I could stop it.
“I got something to tell you.”
His expression immediately turned suspicious.
“What?”
I leaned against the doorway.
“I’m pregnant.”
For a second, he just stared at me. Then his entire face twisted.
“Eww.”
“MJ,” I burst out laughing.
