Prior Knowledge: Falling for my

41.

Jacob

"Baby..." I said in excitement as I heard her voice. It was a melody all too sweet to hear.

"Jacob?" She answered again with a pinch of excitement in her tone.

"It's me, babe"

"Oh my god! How are you? Are you okay? I miss you..."

"I miss you too. How's the kids?"

"They're great. I can't wait till you're out so you can see them. The boys grew right into your looks."

"Is that so?" I smiled. Then there was a brief silence. It felt so good hearing her voice. It sent chills through me. "Are you smiling?"

She giggled. "Of course."

"You know, I miss that smile."

"I miss that Afro"

"Ha, I miss the way you use to tug on it" I said in a seductive tone. I knew she liked that. "I bet you're blushing right now."

"You are too much." She said. "It feels so good hearing your voice after a year and a half."

"I know. These years are going by quicker than expected." I ran my fingers through my hair. "In almost no time, I'll be home and with you."

"That's what I need. I need you. Things have gotten better, but I just hate that you had to get locked up for things to work out."

"Don't even think like that. Things just happen for a reason, and I should've thought most of that shit out..."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Never mind..." I said. I wanted to tell her that I sometimes regret going to that delivery room on the day of the babies' birth. If I hadn't gone, Breunna wouldn't have caught us. That little bitch.

"Oh..." She said, probably letting the thought slip her mind. "So what's all this about marrying me when you get out?"

I honestly blushed so hard. No girl has ever made me feel so bubbly. I also felt embarrassed at the same time. She came out so sweet with it, like there would be no hesitation in saying 'yes' if I asked.

"It's gonna happen sooner or later" I said. "We'll both be of age, so you know I'm putting a rock on that finger."

"Mmm I see how persistent you are about it." She giggled.

"That's only if you're willing to say 'yes' when I pop the question..."

"I'll think about it..."

"Always thinking. Just give me an answer, babe!" I joked.

Continued talking for another 10 minutes. As we talked, I came to the realization that I love her too much to break up with her. She's doing the hardest thing ever by holding me down, and I know she's faithful enough to continue doing that. I love her so damn much, it was ridiculous. I don't even know why I thought of breaking up with her for some other guy to take my place. She's obviously doing fine without a guy. I believe she can wait for me. As our conversation soon came to a close, we ended it off by saying "I love you, and I'm here for you." To each other. I can sense that she started getting a little emotional. Hell, so did I. I miss her so damn much. This distance was killing me. Her voice was cracking and the happy vibe we had, turned into a state of depression. I hated that we hung up all emotional, but we understand.

By the time I was in my cell, the thought of breaking up with her completely left my mind though. I love her too much.

Brittny