Prayers: An August Alsina Love Story

Baby Girl

Zayne's P.O.V.

After picking up Carter for the day I headed to the grocery store and pick up some food and other house supplies. I was deciding whether or not to pick up some Ben & Jerry's Half Baked ice cream when my phone started ringing. Tossing the two pints in the buggy I picked up the phone to Drake singing in my ear.

"Hey sis. Whatcha up to?" he asked.

"Grocery shopping before I headed home for the day. What's up?" I said, taking three loaves of bread off the shelf.

"So I was wondering what are you doing tomorrow night? Because I have someone I wanted you to get to know better. And before you ask, yes I mean "better" as in a date Zay."

I stopped in my tracks, staring at my phone. "Date?"

Drake sighed, feeling the argument that's he knows is going to ensure. "And I know you're gonna need someone to watch Carter so Mom and I both are going to watch her tomorrow while you enjoy your date, okay? Okay. No arguments. Love you baby sis. I'll text you the details about your date in a few. Bye!" My mouth dropped when I heard the click in my ear.

Carter, who was in the buggy sucking on her pacifier, reached out for me. I shook myself out of my thoughts and smooched my baby girl on her face. "Boo boo, I don't know what Uncle Day got going but it's surprising me."

I finished shopping and paid for my things and by the time I had loaded the car and Carter my phone buzzed with an incoming text.

Drake: Tomorrow night, 8:30 SHARP, Sotto Sotto Italian Restaurant. There's a reservation in the name of Anthony for you and your date. Wear something nice and remember BE NICE 😘.

I rolled my eyes, shooting off a quick reply before making my way home.

Me: Yo ass lucky I love you Negro. And I want free front row tickets to your next concert😜.

Drake: Done. Bring Carter to Mom's house around three. I want extra time with my Cattie (his nickname for Carter).

When we got home I sat a napping Carter in her rocker and made
my way to the kitchen. Plugging up my phone to the outlet, I turned on the Bluetooth and began playing music off my Pandora account. Swaying my hips to Sevyn Streeter and Chris Brown's "It Won't Stop," I cut up bell peppers, onions, garlic, and potatoes before throwing them in a skillet with olive oil, salt, pepper, and cayenne. Then I fixed my attention to the large T-Bone steak I bought from the market and seasoned it before broiling it. By the time everything was done, my stomach was growling and the kitchen smelled just like delicious warm food.

Taking my plate full of food and large glass of red wine, I sat at the table to eat. Saying a quick prayer, I ate while reading a novel, Chasing Destiny by Eric Jerome Dickey, and listening to August Alsina's Testimony album. Pushing my book away, I thought about Chyna's words. Not the ones about Kyle, but about August Alsina. He WAS one fine ass nigga. Those pretty lips and tattooed body, plus that New Orleans accent? The thought of it alone was enough to get my panties damp. I wonder what it was like to have sex with him. I remember reading an article a year ago about him breaking some woman's cervix because his.... you know was too big. God I'm sorry for making this joke but he could do that to me ANYTIME. It's been so long since I've had sex, I'm practically a virgin. Last person I fucked was Kyle, and that was right before I told him I was pregnant with Carter and I was around two months. So you do the math..

It's not that I don't want to have sex, because trust me I do. I got so many sex toys that the damn local Adult store workers recognize my face. It's just that I'm afraid of the implications there is with having sex or worse yet, a relationship. Despite me being attractive, I've only had two other boyfriends besides Kyle, and love doesn't mix well with me. Therefore I keep my distance. But maybe Drake was right, maybe I do need to get back out there. I wonder who this mystery guy is? Is he handsome, smart? So many questions ran through my mind, I didn't realize my food was starting to get cold.

I finished my food and wine and washed off the dishes before going to check on Carter. She was still sleeping peacefully. Picking her up, I made my way to my bedroom but instead of putting her in the nursery, I cuddled her to myself in the bed with me and attempted to watch a movie while my mind raced a million miles an hour with anticipation for tomorrow.

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Imagine Zayne's surprise when she realize who "Anthony" really is! Hopefully everything goes good. Anyways, please, leave comments and suggestions and follow me. I'm thinking of starting another story as well, but I need more time to think on it..