Chapter 41 : Aftermath

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Chapter 41 : Aftermath

** Deion's POV **

I hated the thought of Naomi meeting with Yvonne on her own. There was no telling what lengths she'd go to for some sort of revenge.

When she disconnected the phone quickly after asking me about the wedding date my stomach had fallen into my throat.

I tried to give her some time but I couldn't stop myself from blowing up her phone.

I made 3 outbound calls to her back to back within 45 seconds, all of them went to voicemail.

Fuck!

My head was spinning, my heart racing, palms clammy.

Being inlove with Naomi was one of the most exciting but terrifying things I'd ever done.

Pacing back and forth in my living room there was suddenly a loud knock on my front door.

A feeling of fear swept over me, I didn't know what to expect.

"Daddy the door!," Karter yelled, he was lying on the couch watching the Jurassic park movie.

"Got it buddy," I whispered, making my way over to the door I quickly flung it open.

"Jesus Christ. Traffic out there is worst than the damn lines on Black Friday," my mother scoffed, walking through the door.

"Wait mom what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with Naomi?," I asked, fearfully.

"She told me to meet her back here honey."

My eyes widened with surprise.

What the fuck.

"No. You were supposed to be there mom, god this woman and her stubbornness."

My feet started to quickly move as I prepared to leave.

"Where honey? I can still go meet her."

I had already ran into the kitchen and grabbed my keys off the countertop. I would go find her myself.

"It's fine I'll go. Can you watch Karter?," I stammered.

Before she could answer I was walking out of the house.

Hopping into my truck I started the engine and buckled myself in, when I checked my mirror to move backwards Naomi's SUV appeared.

My breathing regulated as I quickly put my truck back into park and turned it off.

Jumping out of the truck I ran over to her vehicle and watched as she smiled, getting out.

What had happened?

"Naomi. I am so mad at you."

She smirked, "I'm sorry baby. I just really had to handle this on my own."

She stood there looking more beautiful than ever, her belly round and plump, hips slightly spread.

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