love at first sight.. that type of love is the love Fatima and Zac share when they meet. Fatima hasn't dated anyone since her ex Ian, the father of her child, Amoriana. Enjoy this short story luvs..🫣💕
"Girl, I'll open it." I sat the box on the coffee table and slowly opened it. I moved the blue and pink paper out of the way. "Damn..."
Inside were three positive pregnancy tests and a note that read congratulations, you're a daddy now!
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Fatima pov
When I saw what was inside the box, I instantly wanted to slap Zac.
My feelings and thoughts were all over the place. How could he? Is this even real?
"Yo, this is crazy." He shook his head. "This girl is mad aggy."
"So what are you going to do?" I asked.
"Me and the girl haven't had sex in months, I'll just ask her how far along she is and that'll determine if this is my baby or not." He shrugged.
"Text her now." I said.
"Why now?"
"So I can know if I need to beat your ass then pack your shit right back up." I smiled as he grabbed his phone. He typed away then put it back down. "I'm finna go home."
"Don't do that, you said you'll stay until we go pick up the kids." He said.
"Zac I want to go home right now, I have some work to do." I sighed.
"You always wanna run when shit happens." He shook his head.
"I'm not running.. I just wanna go home and get this work done." I shrugged and got up. "Are you coming?"
"Is it safe for me to go?" He seriously joked.
"Boy, get your ass in your car and hurry home."
We went outside and made our way home.
Once we touched down, me and Zac took a shower then laid down.
"When do you wanna get the kids from your dad's?" Zac asked.
"In a couple hours, I want the house kid free a little more." I ran my fingers through his beard.
"How do you feel about Karen being pregnant?" He asked.
"It's probably not yours. Either way, I don't care. She thinks she can get you back into her panties but we both know she can't do that." I shrugged.
"I already knowing she wants me back." He said.
"And you better know that if you ever think about leaving me for her or any other bitch, I'll cut your throat." I smiled.
"Yo, you're mad crazy." He chuckled. "I lowkey hate it."
"You know you love it, don't play." I kissed his lips. "I wanna take a picture."
"Take one." He handed me my phone and put his head in the crook of my neck.
I took the picture and captioned it "my man better than y'all's !"
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