Saving Amina

Seven.

After receiving the call from Amina, and letting him know what happened, Chadwick wanted to book the next flight to comfort her, but he knew is wife would be upset if left for his business trip earlier than planned. In the mean time, he had sent Amina money to get her phone bill payed and he called the hotel that he was going to be staying at, and told them that he needed another room for a friend and they would be coming a few days before him. Amina had been staying there for the past couple of days, and Chadwick was in an uber on his way to the hotel, to finally see Amina.

"How was your flight?" Monica asked her husband over the phone. She knew that he was in Chicago for business, but she knew he also there to see this woman he had met months ago. He had invited her to come on trip, so her and Amina could meet, but she had told him that her doctor said she shouldn't be traveling. 

"It was fast, but fine." He said, laying his head on the door of the car. "You know I hate flying, I should have just drove. You would have been able to come, if I did."

"I would not have sat my pregnant ass in a car for four-plus hours, just to meet some friend of yours. I still don't understand why you would prefer a four over drive over a hour and a half flight." She said, shaking her head. She heard a knock at her office door and she looked up, and saw it was Winston and sighed. "Hey, honey. I have  a client waiting for me, do you mind if I call you back later?"

"Yeah, go ahead babe. We'll talk later. I love you." Chadwick said, smiling.

"I love you, too." She said, before hanging up the phone. She looked back at Winston as he walked closer, smiling. He walked behind her desk and knelled down in front of her. 

"What are you doing?" She asked, with a small smirk on her face. 

"I was just coming to see how you were doing." He said, rubbing her tights, and then her stomach. "How are you feeling today?"

"A lot better than yesterday." She said, putting her hands on top of his. "He was trying to take me to the doctor tomorrow, but I didn't want to go."

Winston nodded his head, biting his lip. "When are you going to tell him, Mo?" 

She sighed, gently pushing his hands away from her. "Once I know for sure who the father is."

He kissed his teeth, shaking his head. "Come on, you know the baby is mine. You said he can't have any kids. You guys have been trying for years. We slip up once or twice and all of a sudden you're pregnant. You and I both know that's my kid."

"Winston, please. I just want to be sure."

"He's going to know as soon as you push out a half white baby." He said, and she rolled her eyes. "When are you going to final for the divorce? I'm tired of being dragged along, Monica. We've been doing this for two years now, I'm tired of sharing my woman with someone else."

"Look, he's in Chicago right now, visiting some girl he met on his last trip. I'm just waiting for him to do something with her so I can have an excuse to leave him. It shouldn't been too much longer." She said and he just stood there, not looking at her. She stood up and walked to him, wrapping her arms around him. He hugged her back, putting his hands on her hips. "Just give me some time, okay? I've been with him for too long to just randomly break his heart. Me just saying I'm unhappy is not enough of a reason for him. Once he started messing with that little girl, I'm all yours. We're all yours and we can be a family."