Chapter Thirty-Three

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Crystal

"I'm so hungry

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"I'm so hungry. I could eat two of these." I said holding up my Shake Shack burger.

Devale stood up from the table and grabbed the garbage. "You can have the rest of mines." He offered.

"Are you sure?" I ask him.

"Yeah. I'm not really hung-"

"Okay great." I said sliding his burger across the table.

I am not pregnant, not yet, but apparently when you're constantly trying and ovulating the hunger increases. I have to work tonight and I am dreading it. Between the kids and the constant sex that Devale and I are having my body is extremely exhausted.


"Like I said, I'm not really hungry." Devale said chuckling.

He came back and sat across from me.

"What's wrong?" I ask chewing my food.

"Nothing." He lied.

I put my burger down and grabbed my chocolate shake. I leaned back placing my hand on my full stomach.

"Devale what's going on?" I ask softly.

"It's Zena." He said making me roll my eyes.

"Why did I even ask?"

"No it's not like that." He said shaking his head.

"Okay what is it like?" I ask becoming annoyed.

Devale sighed and reached across the table trying to grab my hands. I snatched them away before he could even touch me.

"She ask me to be-- well let me start by saying she's pregnant." He announced making me shrug.

"Okay what's that gotta do with us?" I ask confused.

"Nothing." He quickly answered. "But, she did ask me to be her baby's godfather."

"And you hope you told the delusional bitch no." I quickly responded.

Devale smacked his lips.

"I didn't give her an answer." He said.

"Why? Because you're considering it?" I ask him.

"No, not at all." Devale looked away like he was hiding something.

I grabbed a fry and popped it into my mouth.

"Devale if you gotta come to me and tell me-- Why do you tell me stuff that's gonna get me mad?" I ask closing my eyes.

"Why you let irrelevant shit make you mad?"

"If it's irrelevant why are you in my face talking to me about it?" I ask putting my unfinished food in the bag. "You know what let's just drop it cause you just messed my appetite, we were having a good day and you always gotta bring up some female. If it's not Zena, it's Rachel, vice versa, I'm over it." I said standing up.

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