"How are you supposed to keep your man with your hair in that mess, Tamia?"
"And has your hair been looking like that all week?" She went on talking about my hair now, considering it was blown-out instead of well kept, hot combed and straightened t...
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New House
Tamia Ford 2 years later 5 months pregnant
"Mommy!" I screamed loudly, seeing my mother walk through the front door of Sin and I's new home.
"Hi, baby."
"How are you?" She spoke just as excited, with a smile on her face as she tried to pull me in for a hug. Of course, my overly huge stomach had stopped her from doing so though.
"Oh my God."
"She's getting so big, isn't she?" Ms. Davis ended up saying as she walked into the house right behind her.
"Please do not say that to her, mama." Yasin then butted in as he came walking up behind me with his limp.
I couldn't help but to laugh at him, considering I was just cursing him out the other day about calling me big.
He knew better.
"Oops, I'm sorry." She covered her mouth in accident.
"Hey, sweetie."
"How are you and my little grand baby?" She then went on as her and my mother both rubbed on my stomach and I couldn't help but to smile.
"We're fine." I told them, loving all of the attention at the moment then almost instantly hating it as I removed their hands from me completely
"How are you, Sin?" They went on shifting their attention to Sin once they realized as we slowly drifted into the living room of our brand new house.
It'd been about two years now since Sin had promised me to marry me, but us a new house and for him to stay out of the streets.
All while I promised him a baby afterwards.
I can't lie, he'd been doing everything that I asked of him. He'd spend time with his friends in the hood but out of the streets, he bought our new home for us to live in, right beside his mother and his sister's new home that he'd gotten for them a while back.
Not to mention, he was home for dinner every night and he made sure that we went on dates at least two times out of every week.
And last but most certainly not least, he'd finally put a real engagement ring on my finger.
So I finally gave him his baby.
Now, we were both getting everything we wanted from each other and we were the happiest we've ever been.
