Erica's Point Of View|
"What she say?" I ask Cyn, watching her cut her phone off immediately.
She threw it down, rubbing her temples, "Some bullshit. That's all she ever says now."
"Relax. Maybe you should just go home." She glared over to me and our eyes meet. I clear my throat beginning to speak again, "So she won't expect anything much."
"She just blew me off. I'm not going back there."
"You know you can stay here as long as you want."
"Mmh. I like the sound of that."
"Me too."
She grins and climbs between my legs, biting her lip. "You're so damn sexy, mami."
"Thanks, daddy." I smile and wrap my legs around her waist.
"You love me, right?"
"Of course I love you."
"Then you won't trip off what I'm bout to tell you, okay?"
I look at her with a questioning face, but nod anyways. "Okay."
"Nic's pregnant."
"Umm... Okay. Why would I trip off that?"
"E, it's my baby. A while ago we went to a clinic-"
I cut her off by clearing my throat already knowing the process they've went through. "Oh.."
I didn't know what to say. There goes our chances
"Don't just say 'oh', Erica. I don't want you to blow up on me out of the blue."
"I'm not going to blow up on you." I smirk. "I just thought we--"
"I know, I know. We were going to stop the back and forth cycle and put an end to it all. I wanna be with you, E, really. This doesn't mean that all our chances of officially being together is at a dead end though."
"It kinda does... You're going to be tied down to her forever now."
"She's not the one I'm in love with though. I'm in love with you."
I sigh and unfold my legs from around her so she could sit back up. "You'd rather be with me than the woman who's carrying your angel?"
"Yes, babygirl. I wouldn't be here right now."
"You have such a way with words." I chuckle.
She really does. I couldn't tell if she was being honest or just saying it to be saying it.
But I trust Cyn. At least I feel like I can.
Cyn's Point Of View|
"If you're not going to be here to support what we created, because it does take two. In our case three, but you get what I'm saying. I'm not going to raise our child on my own." Nicki emphasized.
"I never said I wasn't going to be here to support, because I am. All the way, and you're not killing my baby. You lost your mind."
"I only said that because you were pissing me off. I would never."
"That's not anything to throw around and joke about." I say, not taking my eyes off of her.
I knew she could sense how serious I was after her frown turned into a small pout. "I'm sorry."
"Mhm It's whatever, Nic."
"I didn't think this would work. Most of the process doesn't succeed."
"I didn't think so either, but I'm happy it did. I always wanted to be able to raise a child of my own every since I was little."
"I'd always play 'house' and shit with my cousins and brothers. I would beat the fuck out my baby dolls though."
"You most definitely won't be touching my child." I frown, and she laughs.
Her dimples flex, making me smile myself.
"I won't."
"Crazy ass... You'll be great mother."
"Thanks, baby. So will you, but you'll be more of a father 'cause we know how you is."
"I'm offended."
"Don't be. I love how dominant you are."
I unintentionally licked my lips, "I know you do."
"I don't like how cocky yo ass is though."
"Yes ya do, and I know what else you love." I grin, pulling on the waist band of her PINK shorts.
Am I really a horrible person?
