When I met Kasey and Zaylee, I had no idea how important they would become to me. I've been with women and plenty of women with kids but never one like Kasey. I don't know what it is about her but she made it so easy to fall for someone else's baby...
"Come sit with me." I say to Kasey as she sits on the edge of the bed. When she does, I hand her the blunt and try to push the uneasiness from my shoulders.
"You said you wanted to talk." She sighs, annoyed.
"Nah, that can wait. What's wrong?"
Kasey takes a big pull on the blunt and then hands it over. She runs a hand over the waves on top of her head and stops when she reaches the bun resting neatly.
"My baby daddy been blowing my phone up all day, pressed." She sighs and rolls her eyes. "I wasn't tryna bring this to you though."
"Nah, it's cool." I say and I mean it. I feel so much better knowing and seeing for myself she ain't trippin off this dude so neither should I.
"What he want?" I question as we smoke and she leans against my arm. Her skin is flushed and her cheeks are hot. I'm hot too but I don't feel any of the anger and insecurities I felt before.
"To see Zaylee and 'know what nigga I got around his baby'."
"Zaylee is not his baby." The words fly out of my mouth before I can stop them. Kasey smiles and puts the blunt out. Then she puts her attention on me and makes my heart squeeze.
"So then I guess I can assume you don't want him in her life?"
"If he's gon' be around for the right reasons, I can't say no to that." I roll my eyes at the thought of somebody my girl used to fuck with being in her life and then I ignore the feelings it brings to my chest.
She never brought up me and Mercedes' relationship so how can I trip on Rodney?
The grin on Kasey's face covers my skin in goosebumps. She leans over and kisses my lips softly.
"You could."
"I'm not gon' do that though." I tell her even though I feel the complete opposite on the inside.
Hell nah I don't want this nigga Rodney around but then I think about Zaylee and the fact she deserves a dad too and the previous thought starts to fade.
"Mhmm, anyways, what did you want to talk about?"
My heart skips a beat.
"Shit, I don't even remember now. What this nigga Rodney look like?"
I dodge her question because I don't want her to know I was pressed about Rodney in no type of way. She rolls her eyes and groans.
"I don't have a picture of him in my phone." She responds dryly.
"I know he got a IG."
Kasey groans dramatically and reaches for her phone.
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"That's yo baby daddy?!" My mouth damn near hits the floor. She nods her head and looks away bashfully.
"I know. I know." Kasey says. I didn't expect him to look like that. I might not like niggas or find them attractive in any way, but this nigga was fine as hell and I can admit it.
"I don't know what to say."
"I have a type just like you, I guess." She laughs and then swats at my arm playfully. "He's exactly how he looks. A fuck boy."
"Whatchu tryna say? I look like a fuck girl?"
"I mean..." Kasey laughs and then pulls me into her body. "I'm working on changing that about you though. After me, you ain't gon' be for the streets no more." She kisses my neck and fills my stomach with butterflies.
Damn. Am I a fuck girl?
Riah and all the other broads before Kasey come to mind. I take deep breath which makes Kasey giggle.
"Hey, I'm just being honest, baby." She says and sprinkles my neck with another wave of feathery soft kisses.
"Damn, you ain't right." I laugh and push myself out of her embrace.
Zaylee's cries come from the next room over as we stand to go downstairs. When Kasey grabs her phone just in time to catch an incoming call, I walk off to get the baby.
We didn't have the conversation I thought we were gonna have but I'm glad we talked. Once again, I start feeling like I can really fuck with Kasey and us being able to talk and joke about her baby daddy brings a small smile to my face.
I never thought I would be head over heels for somebody else's baby mama, that's for damn sure. But something about Kasey got me wrapped around her finger.
