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It's been a week since I've spoken to Dave and I can't lie it's killing me

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It's been a week since I've spoken to Dave and I can't lie it's killing me. I miss him like crazy but he needs to understand where I'm coming from, I need to know that I'm not in this alone.

Part of me feels like he's keeping something from me. I don't want to go accusing him of something without any evidence, but it can't all just be work.

I do know that if nothing changes by the time she gets here, then we'd be better off co parenting instead. I love this man, but I'm not putting up with the bullshit.

I was currently at the grocery store to reup on my snacks. Normally, I would send Dave to get it but we're not on speaking terms, plus he'd only get me a few snacks and the rest of the shit with be healthy stuff like I'm not eating that shit.

I was almost done shopping I just need to stop and get a couple bags of hot Cheetos. I loved eating them with pickles, I know it's a pregnancy craving but I'd probably still eat it after the baby gets here.

I couldn't wait for the gender reveal because then we can start on the room. I know she's a girl but I just like to be sure before I start buying stuff.

After grabbing a couple of bags I tossed them in the cart. "India?" I turned around to the familiar voice and seen Stefan. "Hey!" I said giving him a small smile and he returned one.

If you remember Stefon was the nigga I was talking to when Dave escorted me out the club. I got his number and everything but I never called because of my feelings for Dave. It's kinda weird seeing him again after all this time.

"I didn't know you were expecting, congratulations." "Yeah, neither did I, but she's a real blessing." He chuckled, giving me a big smile.

Stefon was very attractive, he had fresh braids to the back and a goatee. He was also the owner of this big multimillion dollar music company, so he was very well off.

Normally, I would've went for someone like Stefon, smart, nice, attractive, and had something going for himself. That was until I met Dave.

"So are you and Dave together now?" "Um, how do you k-." "Well when he pulled you out the club I already knew who he was since it belongs to him, so I just put two and two together." Oh, right.

"Oh, well it isn't official yet but we're working on it." "Well when it doesn't work out give me a call." Oh he's a bold one. "I don't think that's going to happen, but I'll see you around." I gave him and small smile and pushed my cart towards check out.

After I was done I walked to my car which wasn't far since I parked in the handicap spot. I didn't know if it was legal or not and I really didn't care, but I was pregnant as fuck and I wasn't walking far to get in my car.

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