Michael
"Bro look at you." Steelo teased as I grin cheekily at a Huggies commercial. "Already simpn and the baby ain't even here yet." He added attempting to make light of my delicate situation.
"Aye when my daughter gets here you can call it what you want. Simpn I don't care. That little girl is going to get the best of me." I smiled my dimples on full display at the thought alone.
"Daughterrr." Steelo dragged like Soulja Boy when asked about Drake. "I'm team Boy. Imma let that be known now. Besides you can use a little more testosterone in that house. Shani be running the sht out of you. She know it. You know it. I know it." He laughed causing me to do the same.
"I don't know man I kinda like the idea of having two ladies in the house bossing me around. I think I can deal." I admitted.
My whole life was planned around being a good husband someday. And an even better father. That's why I worked so hard to make a name for myself. So that one day when I did decide to settle down and build a nest they'd need for nothing.
I had never thought so much about my legacy as I had this last few weeks. I wanted Shani home and most importantly safe.
And the fact that she was neither. Our first born child placed in the same danger as she was. That sht was eating me alive, from the inside out.
I just wanted to trade myself for whatever pain or fear they were both enduring. I'd give my life to just take it all away. I'd loved Shani almost instantly and with effort. And the baby had taught me things about love already. Like the fact that you can fall in love with someone you hadn't even had the pleasure of meeting yet.
Something I'd never thought I'd experience. I mean I expected to love my child but once placed gently in my arms for the first time. Not like this. Just like that.
"I'm still leaning towards the name Sterling. I know it's a tad bit ambitious but I have faith in the little guy. I mean his father while no Sterling Brown is a Michael B. Jordan so there is potential although need for improvement." Steelo joked. Causing me to cut my eyes at him.
"I just want a healthy happy baby. I guess it really doesn't matter the sex. I just want them to be well taken care of. And I'm sure Shani feels the same." I declared. Before staring off into the distance for a moment.
"You and these That's so Raven moments." Steelo scuffed before snapping his fingers in front of my face. "Hello. Earth to Michael." He said just before I raised to me feet.
Quickly heading to my bedroom in search of my laptop. Steelo hot on my tracks. "What's up man?" Steez quizzed taking a seat next to me on the bed. As I powered up my MacBook.
"Shani's a health nut." I said as if that was enough info for him to see what I was getting at. "She's not going to go weeks without seeing a doctor to check on her and the baby." I added after gaining a confused stare from Steez.
"She'll lose her fcking mind. Tear that whole house apart." I laughed picturing it all in my head. She was such a fire cracker.
"Okay. But I doubt homeboy is going to take her to the doctor's office. It's too risky."
"Exactly." I agreed further confusing Steelo. As I began to type. "They'll need a private doctor. One who still makes house visits. There aren't too many still doing it." I said causing Steelo to finally nod his head in understanding.
Crack already had his ears to the streets. And although we hadn't narrowed the search down to just one spot we had a few worth focusing in on.
I'd just have to make a few visits and grease a few palms. I was almost sure I'd be able to get an address for the right price.
