(Kimsha’s POV)
Just so Trey would shut up I decided to go to the reunion after all, but I wasn’t the least bit excited. All of the people I wanted to see I already have. Period. I glared at him as he threw our luggage into the trunk of the car. “Aw come on don’t give me that look babe. It’ll be coo’” Trey reassured, smirking at me. I rolled my eyes at him, resisting the smile that crept on my face. No matter what mood I was in, he always made things better.
"I still don’t know about Mckenna staying with the neighbors for 3 days.." I brought it up again, hoping to make my way out of going. If Trey wanted to go he was more than welcomed to though.
"Would you stop? I want you to go because deep down no matter how much you act like you don’t care later on you will regret it. McKenna will be fine. I promise." Trey kissed my forehead then I grogilly got into the passenger seat of the car.
"You ever gonna tell me what happened with you and Robyn? Ya'll just stopped talking."
I gave Trey "the look" letting him know I wasn't discussing her or anyone else at the reunion. The baby would be coming any time now. I looked like a cow, my feet were swolen and I was beyond irritable. I just wanted to this reunion over with. I couldn't help but to think about Lena, though. I missed her like crazy. After she got big - like I knew she would, we just lost all communication. I always heard stories about celebrities becoming crazy and doing drugs..it just wasn't like Lena to not keep in touch or call me. Hopefully she'd be at the reunion.
(Daniel's POV)
I was glad coach let me leave practice earlier so Gen and I wouldn't miss our flight to LA. We didn't know about everybody else but we were looking forward to the reunion, mostly Gen. I had called Prod and he told us Robyn was hesitant about coming but they would be there. Out of all of them we the only four people that kept in touch, but we ain't seen each other in years - it's a difference. I was on my own shit with my wife but I occasionally thought about what they was all up to. If they all stayed together and had babies n shit. I really only knew about Roc being in the NFL, Lena being some big time singer, Robyn had a nice career modeling and Prod was a big time producer. I was proud of my bro.
"You ready babe?" I asked walking into our mansion, looking around. Gen was nowhere to be seen.
"Gen?" the only thing I was spotted was our luggage lined up by the front door. I stood by the hallway as Gen came walking down the stairs with her hands behind her back. She had a devious smirk on her.
I smiled. "You wanna play games huh? We gon miss our flight..." She walked in front of me and handed me what looked like a pregnancy test. My smile faded as I grabbed it from her. There was a pink strip lining across the bottom screen. I looked at Gen.
"We having a baby?"
She nodded with a big smile, tearing up and jumping on me to hug me. "I thought it wouldn't happen, baby, we're pregnant!" her voiced screeched with joy.
I just held her and spun her around gently. Of course I wanted a child with my wife but it all came so soon. I mean, I wasn't even trying all that hard to get her knocked up. Yeah we had sex cause I would never turn her down about that but I was purposely shooting blanks most of the time. I basically had to be a father to my little sister Miley, who is now 14. That shit was hard on me. How could I possibly be a father, a husband and a basketball star? It was just now hitting me, Imma be somebody father.
Gen hopped off of me and looked into my eyes. "Aren't you excited?" she asked, her head tilted some to the side.
"You know I am baby." I went down to touch her stomach and kiss her lips. "We can discuss this later, don't wanna miss our flight."
