Page 70 of K.I.N.: Karma Is Near

“I been busy.”

“Bullshit.”

He looked toward the club.

“Can you chill?”

“No, I can’t fucking chill.”

“Heather.”

“You know my baby shower is this weekend.”

“And?”

I stared at him.

“And?”

“What you want me to say?”

“You’re the fucking daddy!”

“Shh!”

Xay stepped closer.

“Keep your fucking voice down talking that shit out here.”

“Nigga, please. I will blow your whole fucking life up.”

His expression changed.

Fast.

His hand came up and closed around the front of my throat.

“Bitch, I told you keep your fucking voice down.”

My eyes locked on his.

For a second neither one of us said shit.

I slapped his hand away.

“Don’t fucking touch me like that.”

“Then stop doing dumb shit.”

“Dumb shit?” I hissed. “I’m carrying your fucking son.”

“And you already knew what the situation was.”

“No. I knew what you told me the situation was.”

He stared at me.

I stepped closer.