Gym tings

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~One month later~

Destiny POV
I got out of the car and headed inside of the gym with Nj on my tail. I was meeting up with Amber and Jace for a gym date. We were taking the boys to the daycare while we hung out together. We walked in and I spotted her right away.

"Amber."

"Heyyyy, Desi."

"Hey girly. I missed you. Hey Jace."

"Hey god momma."

After a short conversation, we dropped the kids off and made our way upstairs. We made it to the treadmills and started running.

"So how's my baby, Nyla doing?"

"Girl she bad as hell already. She stay crying for her big headed ass daddy. She never want me to feed her."

Amber laughed and shook her head.

"Now you know how I felt when Jace would cry for you all the time."

"Yea now that boy barely come see his god mom."

I shook my head and sighed.

"That boy growing up too damn fast Amber."

She laughed and nodded in agreement.

"Yes I know."

I continued running until she caught my attention.

"Well at least you'll have another god son to spoil."

"Huh?"

"I'm pregnant with a boy Des. He's due in seven months."

I smiled as I stopped the treadmill.

"Lets Go. I'm hungry but I gotta finish this workout Nicolas provided."

"Why he didn't come?"

"I made him watch Nyla. He was about to go out this morning with his boys and I wasn't haven't so I made an excuse and said I was coming to the gym."

"That's why you called at three o'clock this morning."

"Sorry Amber."

She nodded as we walked towards the weight machines.

"Ima go get the kids and take them to the car. You should be done by then. By the look of this line, I won't be to the car for 30 minutes."

"Alright. Go head."

Amber walked away towards the line while I sat down in the chair. I started working out my legs until my phone rung. I sighed and answered it.

"Yes Nicolas.... babe I'm working out.... give her a bottle... it's in the fridge.... warm it up... ten seconds Nicolas... don't burn my child mouth... I'll be home in two hours... I'm with amber ain't nobody gonna talk to me boy... tights well workout pants and my tank top... Nicolas I'm at the gym... I brought change of clothes stop being a cry baby...bye Nicolas.... I love you..Nicolas omg... I will see you when I get home."

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