Flaws and All

(Chpt.8-05) We're Pregnant🤰😉

Chapter Eight
-Mama Mama-
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"Awe, so he did come back for him. What did that feel like for you?"

It felt good to see him that way, he always needed to be like that. But...it gave me a change of heart on everyone *coughs* (your father). If Malik could come back to support his child,...then maybe Jay would too. I smacked myself in the face and said "bitch, go claim ya baby daddy. We not about to be alone in this bullshit again. It takes two".....
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:: Few minutes later ::

Riding around in my Porsche, I finally pull on to Jacob's block and ride down the street. I came up to his house and actually seen him outside, talking to his boys and chilling on the steps.

I rolled down my window nonchalantly and looked out myself. Seeing his face turn to me and a couple of his boy's as well. All of a sudden, I was afraid to tell him all over again...

He had company over as always, and I was hoping for him to just be home and alone. So I kind of...chickened out and sped off down the road again.

:: One week later, September 2nd ::

Now laying in my bed, I was determined to tell this negro the news. I needed to just spit it out and stop being such a weirdo about it. What's the worse that can happen? He say it's not his and I come in with my tims and slam em up his butt? Then when the baby gets here I'll shove those results up there too...and take em on Maury to do it.

So I just went for it and called his number that I still had...

(Jacob's Pov)

"Jay stop" she laughed, looking away from me.

Me and this girl named Christine were laying up in my bed, just cuddling really. She's a friend of mine who apparently went to my high school. I just never got to pay her any attention because well,.. I had someone else to give it to. But now that we're talking, I'm really starting to like Christine and I actually wanna make her my girl officially. But she ain't the type to move fast it seems.

"What?...I can't have a kiss no more" I teased, brushing back her hair with my fingers to see her blush.

After giving me a look, she gave in and leaned down to kiss my lips. I swear this girl was doing a number on me, words can't describe how much I wanted her.

*Phone rings*📞

Ignoring the call, I continued to kiss her down into bed. Now rubbing on her legs and bringing her in closer to my chest.

*Phone rings again*📞

"Hey, why don't you go answer it" she said, breaking our kiss.

"Nah, they not important right now" I said, moving smoothly down to kiss her neck.

*3 more rings and then my phone buzzes twice*📲

".....Ugh, who is it?" I groaned, pulling away from her now to answer.

Turning around, I grabbed my phone from off the nightstand and looked up at the screen. And lo and behold it was Dyme. Why of course it was her blowing up my phone, I had a gut feeling it was.

Not bothering to reply, I quickly put it back down, and played it off by turning back to her like it's nothing.

"Who was it?" she asked anyways.

"No one important, babe" I laughed it off.

"But who was it though?" she asked again in a more serious tone. ...damnit man.