Getting Grace

Chapter Thirty-Eight

"Took yall long enough to get here." Kelly said hugging Grace and kissing her cheek. "I missed you."

"I was gone for two days." Grace said with a smile.

"Tell Gary I said wassup." Grayson said rolling his window up. Grace nodded and led Kelly inside.

"I missed you so much." He said kissing Grace hard on the lips. She backed away and Kelly smiled.

"Not right now." Grace said. "I don't feel like it."

"Alright." He said holding her hands. "What did Jerome say to you?"

"Nothing don't worry about it. My brother was with me the whole time I was with Jerome." Grace lied.

"You don't have to lie." Kelly said folding his arms and standing over her.

"I'm not." Grace said turning around and going to the kitchen. She pulled a pickle out and started eating it.

"Since when do you like pickles?"

"I don't." Grace said smartly.

"You fucked him didn't you?" Kelly asked.

"No. We didn't even touch each other the whole time. I only talked to two people and that was Gray and Phresh."

"Who?"

"One of Grayson's new workers. He bacially babysat me." Grace said. "Why do you think Jerome and I had sex?"

"Because he's your first love and girls usually have a hard time getting over them."

"But I was cheating on him. I didn't love him that much." Grace said.

"True. You love me more." He said pulling her in.

"Yep." They shared a quick kiss and Grace smiled at Kelly. "Don't you have to be at work?"

"Yeah I do." He said sadly. "I'll text you on my break."

"I'll be here." Grace said. "Come by after work. My window will be unlocked."

"Ok." He said getting in his car. Grace waited for him to drive off before she called Jerome.

"Hey." She said when he answered. 'Can you take me to the store please? Thank you."

Jerome hung his phone up dapping his boys. "Aye I gotta go pick someone up. I'll be back in like 20."

Jerome got in his car and drove over to Grace house honking. She came out and got in the car looking over at him.

"What you need?" He asked.

"I need to go buy a pregnacy test." She said. "You're the only one I've told and I need a ride to the store."

Jerome looked down at her for a minute before backing out. "Alright." The car ride was silient except for the music Jerome blasted.

Jerome turned the radio down and bit his lip. This question had been eating at him and he needed an answer. "What's the chance the baby is mine?"

"Huh?" Grace asked.

"What's the chance the baby is mine?" He repeated not looking at her. "Because I know I wore a condom the one time we had sex."

"It's not likely." Grace said. Jerome sighed relief and nodded with a smile.

"Ok." He sat up. "You can go get your shit."

"You don't seem distraught." Grace moved getting out.

Jerome low-key celebrated to himself and turned his radio back up. "I only need Camiella. Ok! Regina still my only babymama." He didn't want any more kids. He has his daughter. He has Saint. A third at only 18? Too much. Grace came back and he clamed down.