[ Beware : It's some pussy popping in this chapter lol. But, seriously don't judge the sex scene because my virgin ass isn't good with describing this type of stuff.
If some of you youngins don't think you can handle it, you might wanna skip the middle of this chapter.]
M.
Three weeks later...
"Okay, everything's set." I walked around the house, talking to myself. After lighting an insent, I ran back up to my room and placed it on my dresser.
The food was almost finished so I turned the stove off and let it cool down. I had cooked some chicken Alfredo since it's my baby's favorite food. I ordered some Sushi too since it's one of his other favorites because a bitch ain't Japanese so I couldn't make it myself.
Standing in front of the mirror. I flipped my curls over my shoulder. I was definitely feeling myself.
My makeup was flawless today since I'd beat it to perfection. Underneath my sheer robe was a gold, shimmery laced Victoria Secret lingerie set. Ya girl face was beat, I was smelling good, the food was finished, everything was set.
Hearing the doorbell ring, I tightened my robe around my body and ran down the steps. Chris had arrived a lot earlier than expected but that was fine by me.
Looking through the peep hole, my eyes shot open. It was August and Mylen, showing up unannounced.
A call would have been nice.
Opening the door just enough so they could see my face, I stared at them.
"What are you guys doing here?" Considering that I barely had on clothes, I didn't really want them to come inside.
"Mylen had to pee real quick and we was in da' neighborhood."
I sighed and stepped behind the door so they could have room to come in.
Yes, I let August meet his son. After pondering over it for some time, I though about how August was at least trying to see his son. Some peoples fathers don't even bother to enter their life, period.
The first time they met eachother, things didn't go so well. Mylen slapped Aug. Yes, slapped the man. Mylen was angry, just like I was at first. He was upset and hurt because his dad has missed out on a lot. But, he got over it and ended up begging to spend time with August.
After a few weeks it became a usual thing for August to get Mylen and take him shopping or to a basketball game. I hate lying to Chris but it's best that he doesn't know about this just yet.
Which is why I lied and told him I'm going to New Orleans to see my family. Really, I'm taking Mylen with August to meet his grandma and other family members for Thanksgiving. I would've let Mylen go with just his dad but I wasn't ready for all that. August had just gotten into the boys life, after all.
I really like Chris, which is why I was doing all this for him. But, also because Mylen and I would be leaving tomorrow so you know, have to give him something to think about while I'm gone.
"Go pee baby and get a thicker coat before you get sick." I told Mylen, sending him upstairs. It was already snowing and it's only early November.
August followed me into the kitchen and took a seat at the Island, playing with the table decor.
"Wazzam? Whatchu in here cooking?"
"Some alfredo." His face lit up. "That's not for you." I had to add.
"Who's it fo'?" He looked me over, taking in my appearance. August is stupid but he's not a dummy, if that makes sense.
I ignored him and bent down to grab the garlic bread from the oven. To keep from burning myself I carefully placed it on the stove. August came around and grabbed a piece without even asking.
