Get You

First Comes Love...

    I was in the kitchen making breakfast when Kareem woke up, because of last night I went ahead and only made enough for myself to eat. I knew it would take the others a lot longer to wake up and I planned on making them food later. He came and wrapped his arms around my waist and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I smiled and then moved my omelet to my plate with my bacon and fries and moved past him with a smirk.

    "So baby uhhh where my food at?" He was looking at the stove like something was going to appear.

I smiled and took a bite of my food, "Oh, after that stunt you pulled last night. I'm not doing shit for you but cook these babies and deliver them. The rest is all you big fella." I took another bite and moaned, closing my eyes and everything.

He really looked shocked and said, "Shit thats cool. I can make a bum ass omelet, matter of fact I'm finna stunt on your ugly ass and get french with it!" He pulled open the fridge with his phone looking up omelets to cook. I used the last of the eggs to make the food I have so I was just waiting for him to turn around. He shut the fridge door and turned to me.

"You one petty woman! But it's cool I like pancakes anyway, I'm an independent man who don't need no woman. I can cook for myself." I already could tell this was going to be entertaining.

For the next hour I watched this nigga kill half a box in pancake mix cause he didn't use common sense. He turned to me and gave me a look and huffed. I wasn't giving in, he really pissed me off last night but there was a lingering thought I had since last night.

"Kareem, how did you know the dude from last night?" He stopped his movements and turned to me with a mug. I should have got him something to eat first cause I can't deal with his anger today.

"That nigga Kendell is an old business partner. He mad because he bitch made and didn't make smart moves, he thinks I snatched his business from under him when I saved his trash ass detailing shop. He was going under because he couldn't manage shit. I came in and invested got him going good and then I noticed how he was moving, money coming up short, good people getting fired, just doing dumb shit and I shut the shit down. Things you don't fuck with is my wife, kids, and my money. He signed his death certificate last night, so that nigga will be seeing me."

While he was explaining his face was darkening up and the atmosphere was changing in the kitchen. I was really surprised at what he was saying, as far as I know King was in the fast life for a minute which is how they lived for a while. I didn't think any of the boys were in the streets at all, so I didn't know how to take his statement. I tried to play it off when the others came into the kitchen.

"Don't worry about that dude, he got the message last night. We need to clean up and get you something to eat then go pick up Chance." I kinda tried to laugh and welcome everyone into the kitchen, I got up to cook them a little something so we can all get on with our day. I also needed something to keep me busy because Kareem's threat was still in my mind.

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                THREE MONTHS LATER

I was getting dressed for my babyshower, I know it's a bit early but with twins and majority of the time them not going full term we wanted to get this out of the way. Also even rolling over in the bed is making breathless so any further along with this pregnancy I couldn't do it Lord. We found out I was having a boy and a girl so of course everyone was happy because this will be the first girl in this family. I slipped on my dress which was barely fit my titties in it, I'm over this pregnancy and just want them to be here. When I put on my sandals because my feet fat as hell and it was now April, I am due in August and I'm miserable in Texas. I know when to withhold the ass from Kareem from now on. It's too hot to be pregnant during the spring and summer.