MORGAN
Flashback at the Clinic:
The waiting room of the clinic was a sterile, fluorescent-lit space filled with the low hum of air conditioning and the occasional rustle of magazines.
I sat nervously on a vinyl chair, as my hands clasped tightly together in my lap.
I was about 3-4 months pregnant, and today was the day I would finally get to have both Zyaire, and Khari take the test to discover the identity of my baby's father.
Zyaire and Khari walked into the waiting room, their arrival causing a stir among the other patients.
They were polar opposites, Zyaire, with his nonchalant ways, and Khari, with his more reserved personality.
Khari and Zyaire had never liked one another since highschool. And now that they were in the same room, their animosity towards each other was still palpable.
As soon as they saw each other, their eyes locked in a silent battle.
Zyaire smirked, while Khari maintained a neutral expression. After a few tense moments, Zyaire broke the silence.
Zyaire was probably still mad at the fact that I had stopped talking to him to be in a relationship with Khari.
He had definitely been jealous when he found out.
"Well, well, well," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "If it ain't the high school nerd nigga."
Khari's jaw clenched. "And if it ain't the pussy ahh wanna-be school bully," he replied, with a grin.
Both childish as fuck, not fit to be a baby dad in any way.
Their exchange was brief but intense, each of them trying to assert their dominance.
Finally, I had enough and didn't want shit to go any further.
I stood up and intervened. "Please, guys," I said, my voice trembling. "Can we just focus on what's important here?"
Zyaire and Khari reluctantly agreed.
They followed me to the receptionist's desk, where they were given forms to fill out.
As we sat down, I noticed that they exchanged a few more hostile glances.
When we were all finished, we were escorted to a small, private room. The nurse explained the DNA testing procedure and handed them each a swab.
Zyaire and Khari stared at the swabs for a moment, their expressions filled with uncertainty.
Finally, Khari reached out and took a swab.
Zyaire followed suit. As they swabbed their cheeks, they avoided looking at each other.
When they were finished, they handed the swabs back to the nurse.
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RandomMorgan is an introverted girl who is a virgin. What happens when she loses her virginity and enjoys it too much to the point that she develops a sex addiction and can't stop herself?
