Can't Have It All

Glowing

"Well somebody got that fresh baby batter inside me glow. That must mean y'all finna be like Kia and Cam." Brandon said coming in the doctors office where me and O were waiting for our test results about whether I was officially pregnant.

"Bestfrannnnnnn!" I popped up, hugged him and gave him kisses all over his face. He had came straight from the airport here to be with us. Roll luggage and all.

"What's good B?" O chuckled and dapped him. "What you mean like
Kia and Cam?"

Kia was Cam Newton's wife. (I know her status in real life. Please don't correct me this is a FICTIONAL book. I can make up whatever I want. 🙄)

"Oh y'all didn't hear? She pregnant again."

"What? She just had Chosen?"

"That's what I said. He didn't even let her ass stitch up and stop leaking before he dipped in. I feel it in my spirit y'all gon be the same way." Brandon sat in the other empty chair that was in the room.

"Don't give him no ideas. We just want this one out." I rolled my eyes and rubbed O's scalp.

"That sound like a good idea tho babe. Get em all out. Then we over and done." He looked up at me. He was sitting down, I was standing up rubbing his scalp. He kissed my stomach through my shirt.

"Sound like a good idea to me too. Secure our spot and our..." Brandon looked at me to complete it.

"Checks." I laughed.

"Why do I have a feeling y'all plotting on me?"

"Oh we have been since freshman year. It's no secret. And if y'all have a girl then Yasss bitch that works for me too. We marry her and Justin little ass off. Keep this wealth in the fam."

"B you crazy." O laughed.

"He's not joking O. He's a pimp." I sat back down on the med table.

"Sure am." B said looking through his phone.

There was a moment of silence. O was bouncing his leg up and down and rubbing his hands together.

"Baby calm down." I grabbed his hand and held it.

"I'm trying. I can't. What if our hopes are up for nothing? I shouldn't been so hype." He sighed.

"Baby I'm pregnant. I can feel it. I know my body. And I know what's normal and what's not. And I know these changes I'm having aren't chance."

"Trust me Odell, if she ain't I will personally see to it that she is. Whatever we got to do bruh, in vitro. Go the ghetto hood Thot way with a turkey baster. Whatever we got to do. We getting knocked up. Don't even worry yourself boo."

We both laughed at Brandon's foolishness.

He always had a way to ease the tension. The door opened. I squeezed my hand. I sat on his lap and kissed his cheek. He put his head into my back with his eyes closed.

"Okay Ms. Moore, I got your test results back." My doctor, who was a black woman said as she looked through her sheet.

I heard Odell quietly saying "please God."

I never saw someone, a man specifically,  want a child so much. It made my heart do somersaults at how adorable he was. 🙈

"And you..."

"Doc don't do that." B said at her delaying the results. "Just tell us so I know how to proceed from here, I got a lot riding on her getting knocked up."

She laughed. "Funny friend." She looked at me.

"Yes we know." I smiled.

O was still behind me. With his head in my back, pleading with God.

"I won't keep Mr. Beckham waiting any longer. Ms. Moore you are pregnant. You're a little over a month."

"Told you baby." I turned around on O's lap to face him.

He was smiling too brightly and he wiped his watering eyes.

"Aww baby you're so cute." I kissed his forehead chuckling at his reaction.

He wanted this almost as much as football. I never knew that till now.

"I take it you're very excited to hear this news?" She said to O.

"More than excited." He chuckled wiping his eyes."Sorry I didn't know I would react this way."

"Don't apologize. It's comforting to see a father want this so much. It's not very often you see that. Especially with men that look like us. Most deal with it because they have them. But not many honestly, genuinely, desire to be father's even before the baby is born. It's a sign, you will be a great dad."

"He is." I smiled and kissed his lips.

B was in the corner fake crying.

"When you plot, plan, scheme and pimp. And it work." He lifted his hand in praise.

"Words can't express what I feel right now, about all this money we finna get."

"Brandon." I stale faced him.

O and the doc laughed.

"Naw but Farreal congratulations. I'm so happy for you two." He said seriously.

"No thank you. For teaching me your ways oh Thot goddess." I told B.

"Anytime. Anytime." B gave me the thumbs up.

"Well here is some info on prenatal care. Make an appointment to see me in get next couple of months. So we can check and make sure everything is moving right along."

"Thank you." I said as we took the info.

She told us goodbye and we all got up and left out to celebrate the future.