De'arra's Pov
"Should I wear the blue dress or the black one?" I held up both dresses as I walked towards Alexis who was sitting on the couch in my closet.
"Try them on so I can see how they look."
I rolled my eyes and went into my change room to try them on. I heard my phone ringing as soon as I started undressing.
"Your phones ringing." Yelled Alexis.
"It's your zaddy." She teased."Answer it." I shouted trying to adjust the straps of the black bodycon dress.
"Hey Bab-" "Oh, my bad."
"Hey DeMar. She's trying on a dress right now, she'll be out in a sec."
"Alright."
"Here she come."
She handed me the phone as I looked at myself in the mirror.
"Hey babe, what's up?" I asked
"I'm heading back to the house now, you want something to eat?"
"I want Mc Donald's."
"Ok, Alexis want anything?" He asked.
I looked over at her to see her whispering " a quarter pounder." I giggled and focused my attention on him.
"Yea she wants a quarter pounder."
"Alright, I'll be home in 10."
"Ok." He hung up and I turned so Alexis could tell me what she thought of the dress.
"Yea It's ok. It's nice. Now try on the blue."
"How much you give it out of 10?"
"8." I let out a small gasp and smiled which made her laugh.
"It's a cute dress but I'm not loving it."
"Whaaaat?? I think it's a 10. You crazy." I laughed heading back to try on the blue dress.
The blue dress was a royal blue strapless bodycon dress with ruching at the sides. I always loved this dress but I never got to wear it. I took off the black dress and tossed it on the hook as I slid into the blue dress. I looked at myself, analyzing every detail before stepping out to show Alexis. This was the dress. It's perfect. The way it fits my body and hugs my curves was amazing. I didn't even know I was in here long until I heard Alexis yelling.
"Take forever why don't you!"
I walked out and her mouth dropped signaling that she loved it.
"10 Outta 10. I love it."
"Me too." I squealed. We jumped up together and made the screamed like little girls.
"Y'all doing all that for a dress?!" DeMar questioned as he stood at the doorway. We didn't even hear him come in.
"It's not 'A' dress."
"Its THE Dress" Alexis let him know.
He just shook his head and left us. We giggled a bit, then I went to change back into my regular clothes. When I came back out Alexis was texting on her phone and rolling her eyes.
"What's wrong?" She followed me down the hall and to the stairs.
"Girl it's Trey, he want me to come home. Talking bout he want some cheeks." She laughed.
"Stop frontin' you know yo' ass gonna speed over there."
"Oh my God he's FaceTiming me."
I left her to answer as we made our way to the kitchen to see our food on the counter. DeMar was scrolling through his phone with his sandwich in front of him already half eaten. Alexis came into the kitchen after talking to Trey with her face red as a beet. I gave her a suspicious look which caused her to grin mischievously.
"Girl I gotta go, my big baby waiting on me."
"Ok, don't forget to take your sandwich. DeMar got you a combo." She smiled, taking up the bag and the drink carefully.
"Thanks DeMar."
"It's nothing. Tell Trey hey for me."
"Will do."
"Ok let me walk you out."
Alexis and I said our goodbyes as she drove off and I entered the house. DeMar was laying on the couch still on his phone, not even looking at me. I made my way over to him and laid on his stomach. I burned holes in his face with stares since he had all his attention on his phone. I felt his free hand rest on my butt, rubbing and squeezing. I let my head rest on his chest facing the back of the sofa. As soon as I made my self comfortable I felt him smack my ass hard.
"Oww!" I exclaimed
"It wasn't that hard, stop being a wimp."
"What's on your phone that's got your attention so much?"
He finally looked at me, staring into my eyes.
"Ok, It's not official yet but I'm gonna be on the cover of NBA 2K."
"Oh my God babe, that's amazing, congratulations." He was cheering hard . I was so proud of him.
"Don't congratulate me yet, I'm waiting on the call or the page to post it." He walked up and down holding his phone tightly. "I can't believe it. I'm so exci-"
He was cut off by his phone ringing.
"It's my manager." He said before answering. I sat watching him as he held his phone to his ear. He didn't really say much just " uh huhs and yea's and oks" so I couldn't tell if he made it or not.
After about 3 minutes he got off the phone and ran and hugged me.
"Ya boy made it. I did it." I squeezed him tightly and told him congratulations. He couldn't stop smiling.
"Could this day get any better? What other news could top this?" He said as he put me down, placing his hand on his hips.
"It could." I said.
"How?" He stared at me in disbelief with his eyes opened wide, smiling from ear to ear.
"I'm pregnant!"
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