Chapter Twelve

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I sat at a table with Deon waiting for Chresanto to come out. I thought about what happened last night with Devin. We hadn't talked at all during the ride home or when we got home. I just took Deon from Miss Mabel and went straight to bed. Fortunately, he sleeps in long enough so that I could come see Chresanto without any confrontation. I knew he would be up by the time I came back though and I still had no clue what to say or what he would say. I had to focus. I was here to see Chresanto, my fiancé and the father of my child. I loved him and nobody not even Devin could change that. Chresanto finally came out and I plastered a smile on my face as I stood with the baby. I kissed him longer than usual adding a little tongue before pulling away.

"Mmm" he hummed with a smile. "What was that for?"

"I just missed you"

"Missed you too, baby"

I gave him Deon and we both sat down.

"So I have some good news" he said cheesing.

"What's up?" I asked.

"One of the security guards wants to award me for good behavior with a reward of my choosing"

"Well, what did you choose?"

"Conjugal visits" he smirked.

I looked at him for a while and looked down at the table.

"Well, damn. I guess you don't miss me that much"

"No, Chresanto, of course I miss you.
Especially in that aspect"

"So what's the problem?"

"I...I can't have sex with you in here, Chres"

He readjusted Deon's squirming body on his lap and looked at me in confusion.

"Uh, yes you can. I just told you we can"

"No, I mean...I can't! It just wouldn't be right, you know? It would make handling this entire situation worse for me"

At that, he twisted his face up even more.

"Worse how, B?"

I took a deep breath.

"Chresanto, what do we do everytime after we have sex?"

"Um, do it again?" he chuckled.

I couldn't help but smile too.

"Officially after sex. After all of the rounds and everything, what do we do?"

"Nothing. We just lay up together, maybe talk for a while, and then we go to sleep"

"Exactly. You know what we're gonna do after sex if we do it in here?"

He looked down at Deon understanding where I was going.

"I'm just gonna leave you" I said anyway. "Then I go home to the bed we share together and you go back into the jailhouse to the cot they gave you. I can't have sex with you and leave, Chres, because I don't know how"

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