His Assistant |Chresanto August Love Story|

Ready or Not? (Part 2)

Yesterday Jasmine told me that she was pregnant. At first I was happy, but then I thought, 'Damn, what if I ain't ready for that shit?' I mean I'm financially ready, but not mentally.

I got up and went to my closet to get my suitcase. Me and jasmine have a flight to Atlanta for the big family gathering.

I packed all my shit and went to take a shower.  I then put on a white polo, black cargo pants and black jordans. I put my silver chain, and sprayed some cologne.

I got in my black cadillac and went to go pick up Jasmine.

I finally arrived at her house and went to knock on her door.

"Hey." She slightly smiled.

"Hey babe." I replied pecking her lips. "You ready?"

"Yeah lemme go get my stuff." She replied.

I nodded and walked into the living room and sat down.

"Hey sweetie." Her mom greeted me walking into the living room.

I got up and hugged her. "Hey Mrs. Jackson."

"How are you honey?"

"I'm alright, how about yourself, and the baby?" I asked.

"I'm exhausted. But good. And she's doing better, she gained two pounds and they might let her come home next week." She smiled.

"Thats good." I replied.

I guess Jasmine hasn't told her parents yet.

Just then she walked down the stairs with her luggage.

"Ready?" She questioned.

"Yeah, It was good seeing you Mrs. Jackson." I smiled.

"You too baby, come back and see me sometime." She smiled.

Jasmine hugged her mom and we were off to the airport.

"You okay princess?" I asked Jasmine.

"Yeah I just don't feel so well, but I'll be okay." She sadly smiled.

"Aw, babe, come here." I said pulling her into my chest.

"You know it's gonna be alright. I know you're stressed. We did it together. You didn't do it by yourself. So stop stressin and smile. We have a little us time so we can concentrate on us. I just need you to smile for daddy." I said swaying back and forth.

She softly chuckled. "Okay baby. I love you so much."

"I love you too baby girl." I said kissing her lips.

Soon they called our flight and we boarded the plane.

"Have you told your parents yet?" I asked, grabbing her hand.

"No, I'm waiting until the doctor confirms the pregnancy then I will tell them. But I want you to be there with me." She replied.

"Anything for my princess. When is your doctor appt.?"

"Next friday." She sighed.

"Alright." I smiled.

Soon we arrived in Atlanta. I called my sister to come pick us up from the airport.

We stood there looking around for her but couldnt see her with her short self.

"Bighead!" I heard someone yell.

I turned around and it was her.

"Hey little punk!" I said pulling her into a huge hug.

"Hey Jasmine." My sister said hugging jasmine.