If Only You Knew

Ain't No Way

Lee's POV

"Yes, Nana." I sighed hanging up the phone.

I loved my nana to death but she was so annoying these days. I had to keep my distance from my grandparents because I didn't like their reaction to my pregnancy. My papa wasn't as bad because he kept his thoughts to himself but my nana had no problem telling me how idiotic it was to get pregnant by Lester, especially since we aren't together.

She called trying to hang out but I told her I was with Lester and it turned into a ten-minute lecture about how I need to protect me and my children and not let him fill my head with sweet nothings and blah blah blah. And she wondered why I refused to take her up on her offer to do birthing classes.

I heard the shower cut off as I opened a Reese's wrapper. The door opened and Lester walked past me into the kitchen, looking in the fridge. He leaned back up holding a bottle of Orange Fanta. Ew.

Lester looked so good and he knew he did. He purposely came out of that bathroom in nothing but a towel which was barely around his waist. He was far from dry too, I licked my lips watching the water slide down his torso hitting his towel. I needed him to get rid of that damn towel.

"Hello!"

I snapped out of it when I heard his voice. "Huh?"

He laughed shaking his head at me. "Just ask Reese, you know I ain't gone deny you no dick."

"Boy, please." I scoffed. "Who said I wanted dick?"

"You did with the way you was just eye fucking me." He walked into his bedroom and I followed him.

I ignored him as I began snapping pictures in his full-body mirror. These days I was always taking a picture of my belly because I needed memories of this time. At the beginning of my pregnancy, it was super hard. I was always alone and even when I wasn't I still felt alone. I wasn't eating, barely sleeping, etc. I felt like I was a fat sloppy pig and I just wanted to rot until it was time for me to give birth. But looking back, that wasn't the case at all.

My bump was beautiful and I have almost no pictures of when it was a cute little belly. Now I'm actually the size of a pregnant hyena and I wasn't a huge fan but I was more open to embracing it than before.

"They definitely coming early, yo stomach dropped." Lester came up behind me holding my belly and kissing my cheek.

He was now dressed in a pair of grey sweatpants. I had to get the fuck out of here, now.

"I hope so, I'm so over being pregnant." I turned to him with a sigh as I fanned myself.

"You hot?"

"A little."

"C'mon."

He led me back into the living room where I sank into his new couch. It was so soft I could fall asleep on it right now. Lester opened the window letting me feel a perfect natural breeze. As I lay next to the window Lester turned on the TV playing The Office before sitting on the other end and beginning to massage my feet.

I needed this. These last couple of weeks have been so uncomfortable since LJ found his resting place directly on my bladder and my other son thought it was funny to kick my ribs. And all of a sudden they switched from being on my sleep schedule to their own. Normally they were calm when I slept but now it's like they sensed when I was going to bed and decided to play fight or something. I hated it, they were exhausting me and they weren't even in the world yet.