-4 Months Later-
Unknown POV.
I've been keeping a close eye on them..
I know how to get him now, I know how to make him mine. All I have to do is perfect the timing and it should work out just fine.
I can't mess this up.
I won't mess this up.
I stared at an old picture of him I had and a tear fell to the ground.
How could he do this to me?
After everything I've done for him?
I carefully tucked the picture away into my pocket and checked the time.
8:30am
It's time.
I won't mess this up.
I just can't mess this up.
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Lusha .
"Treyvon, hurry up you're going to make Junior Late !"
"I'm hurrying, calm your hormones woman."
"Treyvon, if you don't get down these stairs in 20 seconds I'm going to-"
"Relax Lusha. I'm here, I'm here."
His hand rubbed my back when he got next to me at the bottom of the stairs, but I shot him a glare.
"Don't touch me."
"Aww, is someone grumpy again? Have you ate yet baby?"
I shook my head no and he pointed to the kitchen. "Go. Now. Feed my child." He got on his knees and kissed my growing belly.
