Baby steps👣

Step 27

2 months later...

📍J.T." s House

Darrian p.o.v

"Congratulations, baby. I'm so proud of you. I swear, after this baby drops, I'm going to show you how proud I am of you."

"Chill, babe, my parents are here; they'll hear you." J.T. said and laughed

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what? Exactly" J.T.asked

"You act like you are not attracted to me. Is it because of the baby?"

"Darian, come on, if I wasn't attracted to you, I wouldn't be with you."

"Why haven't we fucked yet?"

"Are we really talking about this right now?"

"Yes, it's important. Why don't you want to fuck me?"

"Shhh, can you quiet down? There's literally a party going on down the stairs."

"Are you embarrassed of me or something?"

"No, baby, please calm down; it's not that's it's just."

"Just what? Say it, J.T."

"I wasn't sure if that's what you wanted. I was respecting your pregnancy, and god knows what DD would do if he found out I smashed with his son still inside you."

"So now you care what DD thinks?"

"Where is this coming from, Darrian? Is there something going on that I don't know about you? You just said how proud you are of me. Now that you're flipping out, you still have mood swings?."

"I just want to make sure you want me for me. All of me."

"Darrian, we've been through this before. I told you I love you no matter what."

"Really, no matter what?"

"Of course, baby."

"Well, I need to tell you."

"J.T., come down the stairs; there's like 20 police cars down there," Cornelia says, busting into J.T.'s room.

"What why? Come on," J.T. said as he grabbed my hand, pulling me down the steps.

Once we arrived, policemen filled the party and rummaged through drawers and closets.

"What is going on, dad?" J.T asked

"I'm sure I paid my taxes this time and paid off those women for those allegations; they shouldn't be here."

"Hello, sir. FBI agent Clint Smith is your wife around here."
"
Yes, she is. May I ask why you are looking for her?"

"She's a suspect in a criminal investigation.

"No, no, no, you've clearly got the wrong house."

"Is this her?" The agent asked, holding a photo of her and Blu in the warehouse.

"Yes, but this has to be some mistake or something; my wife's not a criminal."

"Oh, she is a good one. She flew right under our radar until we got an anonymous tip about her."

"Wait, isn't that Blu?" J.T. asked, looking at the photo.

I shake my head, yes, confirming it's him.

"Here she is, agent Smith; we caught her trying to leave with the other guest," an agent said, holding Tiff in handcuffs.

"Tiffany, please explain," J.T.'s father says.

"What is there to explain? Have you seen the photos? I'm caught. Okay, I'm sorry. I didn't want any of you to find out this way, J.T. I just wanted a better life for you and your sister, she says plainly.