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1 month later

"Hurry up Lo, we gone be late!" I yell up the stairs staring at the tv.

We have a doctors appointment in fifteen minutes but the rate Lo is moving at we wont make it till another thirty.

"Im coming, damn!" Lo sassed emerging down the stairs. Her face was free of makeup and she was in a simple Nike hoodie along with tights, but still breath taking.

"Who you catching a attitude with?" I raise a brow as we head out the door towards my Range Rover.

"No one." Thats what I thought.

Helping her into the truck, I walk over to the drive seat getting prepared for the short drive from the house to the doctors office.

Lo was now eight weeks pregnant and you couldnt even tell, but of course I could. Shes always had a flat very slim stomach and now she has a slight pudge.

It honestly just looks like shes been eating non stop and is slowly gaining weight.

I see Lo grab the aux cord so I wait for The damn Weeknd to come through the speakers as usual. You'd think by now I'd take a liking to his music as much as I hear it, thanks to Lo, but thats just not the case.

Instead its a female, I've never heard before, but its still RnB because thats what she listens to most of the time.

"Who is this?" I ask reaching over the console rubbing her left thigh.

"Kehlani, you like her?" She looks at me with a hopeful smile so I decide to mess with her a little.

"This worse than Saturday to Sunday." I say purposely messing up her favorite artist name.

Lo was too busy smacking her lips and rolling her eyes to see my playful smirk.

"The Weeknd, its The Weeknd!" She fuss making me chuckle.

"She aight."

"Whatever, what you doing today?"

"Talking to my moms, then getting the last of boxes from my place."

Glancing over at Lo I seen a look of guilt flash through her eyes.

"Your dad still not talking to you?" Her voice was small and she had a sad look on her face.

"What about you?" I quickly change the subject, not wanting her to stress over it and not wanting to talk about it period.

Lo's been blaming her self ever since I told her how he reacted that day. And it gets to me because its not her fault my dad is acting like a damn fool.

"Im feeling a bit creative today so I'll probably paint, you need help with the boxes?" Her and I both knew I didnt need help so I knew she just wanted to be up under me, but I didnt have a problem.

I chuckle and nod my head as I pull into the building's parking lot. "Yeah ma."

****

I just dropped Lo off at the house and now Im pulling up at my parents house. I have to park on the street due to the extra cars in the driveway.

I really have half the mind to leave and come back later since I already know whos here.

Ms.Brenda and her weird ass daughter Nia.

Huffing I get out anyways because I know my Moms wants to see me now. I dont even bother to get my key out my pocket and walk up the steps.

The moment I step off the last step Troy is holding the door open.