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" Where you going?" I questioned Keyon as he slid his feet into a pair of Black Yeezy 450s.
He continued to put his shoes on before looking up at me. I shook my head already knowing what his answer was.
" What you shaking your head for?" Keyon asked standing up from the bed.
I sighed as I held Riome close to me. " Cause you said you was leaving that alone. You was lying to me and yo mama when you said that?"
" Bae it ain't as simple as you think." Keyon told me, sliding his phone into his pocket.
" Okay." I dismissed the conversation, picking up my phone.
Keyon smacked his lips and grabbed it out of my hand. " You mad?"
I shook my head no and grabbed my phone back. " Can you put Riome's car seat base in my car?" I asked continuing to scroll on Instagram.
" Yeah. Where y'all going?" Keyon responded as he pulled his dreads back into a ponytail.
" Don't know yet." I muttered as I looked up at him.
We stared at each other before he began to speak. " G yo ass is mad. Ian lie to you bro. It's just not as easy as you think. I promise I'm getting out though."
" I said okay Keyon. I trust you." I stated staring into his brown orbs.
" Aight, I'm just making sure. Let me know where y'all go, ima send you some money." Keyon told me before he made his way around the bed. He grabbed my face, placing a multitude of kisses on my lips.
" I love you." Keyon told me.
" I love you more." I replied looking at him.
He then kissed Riome's forehead before he began to make his way out of the room.
Riome soon began to whine as the front door closed. I sighed and picked him up, looking at him.
" You like your daddy more than you like me? That's weird." I asked making a face. He continued to cry this time getting louder.
" You hungry fat man? I know you is." I began to talk to him as I made my way to the kitchen to get a bottle of milk I pumped earlier for him.
I opened the refrigerator and grabbed the bottle out, sitting it in the bottle warmer. It took a few minutes before the bottle was done warming up.
I grabbed it out and put it in Riome's mouth, immediately halting his tears.
I walked over to the couch and grabbed his bobby pillow, laying him in the middle. I continued to feed him, watching attentively.
Eventually he was done so I took the empty bottle out of his mouth and began to burp him.
" Let it out tink." I muttered as I patted his back. A burp soon escaped his small lips. I smiled continuously rubbing his back.
