Daddy Material

I Only Want Zafirah's Pajama Cuddles

"He's begging me to take him back."

All I could think when she told me that was I missed my chance again. I fucked up the timing because I was too scared. Any thoughts of us being more than friends went down the drain. The cycle had started all over again.

"What are you gonna do?" I asked as calmly as I could.

"Is it too late to drive down there and fuck up his house? He got me all the way fucked up! You got the nerve to dump all this deliciousness for a damn chicken-headed bitch and try to crawl back? AND DO IT THROUGH TEXT? I'm gonna go full Before He Cheats Carrie Underwood on his ass and fuck up his car!" She started to get up, but I pulled her back down and kept her locked in my arms.

This was how I expected her to act when all this shit first happened, but the fact that she was like this now did make me a little happy. Still I had to ask just to fully ease my worries.

"So you're not gonna take him back?"

"Fuck no!" she yelled. "Nigga got me fucked up! I might take my bat to his head instead of his headlights!" She continued ranting and it was like music to my ears. My insecurities were getting the best of me and lately all I could think about was what Sunhwa told me. Some man was going to come along and swoop in before I could even take the leap. At least it wasn't that bitch ass Devante.

"Besides I told you I would wait five months for you," she said, catching my attention. I looked down at her to meet her brown eyes. "You still got 18 more weeks." She pulled away from me and stood up. "I'm still going to give the dumb hoe a call. If he wants to be in his daughter's life, I won't stop him. She deserves to grow up with her father present." With that, she went back inside.

I leaned back against the couch and sighed. I couldn't argue with Zafirah about that even if I wanted to. That was the baby's biological father, and if he wanted to actually be a father, who was I to say different? But it didn't mean that I was going anywhere. And I was going to stay true to my promise. I would protect her no matter what.

You can't hit people at work. You can't hit people at work. You can't hit people at work.

That was the mantra I had to keep repeating to myself when an idiot showed up in my place of business with a giant bouquet of flowers and caused a scene. And Seungsik's hand on my shoulder also kept me from doing anything overtly stupid. Like punching someone dead in the throat.

"I'm sorry Baby! I'll do anything!" Devante shouted to a clearly irritated Zafirah. She stood just outside her office with Subin slightly in front of her. I raised that kid well.

"I told you no, now leave," she said calmly, her arms crossed over her chest.

"What about our baby? Let's stay together for her!" he suggested.

Luckily security had decided to arrive at that moment to drag Devante out because I really was about to beat his face in. He was dumb enough to interrupt someone in their place of work when he had clearly been rejected, but to bring his child into this to try and guilt Zafirah into getting back with him. That shit was the lowest shit he had ever done after kicking his pregnant girlfriend out on the street to be with a bird.

"Everybody go about your business!" Seungsik called out. "Show's over!"

He let go of my shoulder and I immediately went to Zafirah's office. She was leaned back in her chair, looking through a folder and talking to Subin. "Could you get me some tea please and none of that nettle nonsense?"

Subin nodded before leaving and I closed the door behind him. Zafirah looked up at me, an exasperated look on her face. She clearly was not impressed with what had just happened. I don't think anyone was to be honest. "How are you feeling?" I asked her.