Birds Of A feather

Chapter 8: Tiffany

I watched him play with his son, he usually came when Tasha had class or some shit like that. I was so tired of being in the dark with this secret, I thought I would feel bad but I don't. I deserve to be a family with the man that I am in love with right ???

"Why you looking at me like that." He said.

"You can be looked at." I said.

"Yea but usually when you give me that look, that means their is something brewing in your head." He put Malik in his play pen, walked over to me and places his hands on my thighs while staring in my face. He went to kiss my lips I moved my head to the side, so he got my cheek instead. "What now Tiff?"

"When are you going to tell her?" He bent his head down then went and sat on the couch along with picking up the remote. I walked over and snatched the plug out the TV.

"What the fuck Tiffany..... Come on yo every time I come here you bring up the same shit."

"Because I am tired of my son and I being in the dark. Your the one saying that you feel bad that your tired of fucking Tasha and you know Malik and I are home. Don't you say that shit to me Every time you come here?" I said. This dude had his nerve , he comes here like two times a week to spend time with his son ....so he says but he stays for like an hour sometimes so hours and he plays with Malik for like twenty minutes then we fuck. I was tied of that shit like she needs to know like yesterday, I know I said I don't feel bad because I don't but that little voice in the back of my head says, 'that's you twin sister '. I didn't mean for this to happen but since it did their is nothing I can do about it Malik being Marques's son or how I feel about Marques.

"I am out.....I will be dropping you some money by for him some diapers and shit. I am not going to be dealing with this today."

"Oh so you just going to run now because I am speaking the truth unh? Fuck you Marques I am not going to be waiting for you to choose."

"Oh yea.... So what you plan on doing unh? Mess with some other nigga ..go head Tiffany go on.... You so damn tough and shit."

"Don't push me Marques I just might."

"Oh yea?" He got up off the couch walked over to where I was standing with my hands on my hips. Marques thought he was puting fear in my heart. He must got me confused with Tasha's timid ass. That shit don't work over here, ain't no dude ever put his hands on me and I ain't about to allow it now. "Yea ....and what are you going to do about it." I said. His nose started flaring and I knew he was getting mad. What I don't understand is why is he getting so upset, he is with Tasha. This is why I was single... Sort of until I end up getting pregnant with Malik. We stayed in the same place for what seem like hours when it was only about five minutes he chuckled at me then walked away. He kissed Malik on his head looked back at me chuckled again and left out the door. I see what game he is playing he just don't know who I am. Game on nigga.

I haven't spoken to marques in three days. When he would call I would send it straight to voice mail and ignore all his texts. I even went as far as not to be bump into him when I went to see my sister and brother. I know it was childish of me since we do have a child toegther, but Marques had me all the way fucked up. He was acting like I couldn't move on and get another nigga. I was tired of being his little secret, Betraying my sister in the process telling my brother I don't know who the father is. I put on Malik's Jean jacket it was pretty warm outside for it to be middle of October. I was taking my baby for a walk around Franklin Park. I grabbed Malik's baby bag and we were out the door. Before I got to the park I needed to stop by the gas station. I got out to pump my gas, I went to pull out my credit card and dropped it. I was reaching to pick it up at the same time someone else was.

"Oh my bad ma" The deep voice said. He wasn't from here , I could tell by his accent. I looked up into a pair of hazel green eyes and the most juiciest lips I have ever seen. I looked him up from his retro 13s to his arm fatigue jeans , which he matched up with a red flannel long sleeve shirt. This dude was sexy with dreads reaching his shoulders. He completed his whole look with a red and blue B hat on.

"Here you go shorty." he said handing me my credit card. I was still staring Damn. When he talked had my kitty jumped in alert.

"Thank you." I said. I decided that I need to get myself together. Yes he was a fine specieman but no need to be drooling.

"You ok shorty?" he said with concern in his voice. I blinked and nodded my head. He laughed,oh the laugh yes I have to get this man. "I am fine thank you for asking."

"Do I know you from somewhere ?" he asked me in that accent again.

"No I don't recall....." I said. He was sexy no doubt about that but his pick up lines were weak.

"I know you think I am trying to run game but, you look like just like someone I know."

"Well she must be fly as hell I know that ." I said giving him my best smile, he chuckled and smiled back at me. I done died and gone to heaven. I had to have this man like yesterday.

"So how do you pronounce your name agsin." he laughed licked his lips.

"My name is romello ....but my friends call me Mel."

"So I am your friend ?"

He shrugged his shoulders "you could be ....what is your name beautiful?" yea I liked him.

"Tiffany "

Well Tiffany are you giving me your number .....or do I have to become a stalker and follow you ?" I chuckled and asked him for his phone he gave it to me and I stored my number in his phone.

"Make sure you use it."

"Oh no doubt shorty.....you be safe ya hear?" he said. I looked around the pump as he got into his 2014 Ford explorer. Oh yes Mel was going go be perfect for what I had planned to wake marques up. I smiled all the way to the park letting the letting the wheels turn in my head. Looks like Tyron won't be the only one with s special guest for dinner.