Chapter Twenty Four

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                      Tiffany's POV

Juggling school, work and trying to stay healthy has drove me insane. So, Dontae and I have both come to an agreement that I drop out of college only until after the baby is born. As long as the administration understands my dilemma, hopefully things can work out. Speaking of the administration, I've scheduled a meeting to talk to the dean, which is where I'm headed now.

The student parking lot is packed, I guess with the economy trying to get back on track everyone has decided that an education is important after all. Driving up and down looking left and right for a space to park, I finally pull in next to a burgandy Buick and a yellow Chevy. Taking a deep breath, I sit for a minute mulling over what I'm going to say.

Retrieving my keys, I hop out and lock the doors. Walking the long distance, I stayed clear out of the driving path since some of these people are dangerous drivers. Opening the double doors of the old building, I make my way down the corridor and up some stairs then another set of stairs, finally the last set of stairs and knock on the first door on the right in which the dean's office is located.

         Knock  Knock  Knock

A short man with a toupee answered. All three years I've been at this school, I have never met him.

"Good morning, its nice to meet you you must be Tiffany?" He asked taking my hand in his shaking it.

"Yes Sir," I replied.

"Have a seat," He gestured to the black plush seat in front of his desk.

Taking a seat, I sat my purse on the floor. Mama always said that was a bad thing, some superstitious mess about being broke or going broke. E sat back in his chair and clasped his hands together. "What can I do for you today?" He asked.

"Right, so I'm pregnant and I don't wanna quit school I just wanna put it on hold until my baby is born," I said.

"I see, well let me explain something before you make any concrete decisions. If it were me, I would rather continue in school only until the time draw nigh for the baby to come. That way you want have school work piled up so high that it will be nearly impossible to catch up," He gesticulated. "I mean, that's what I would suggest, but its your decision."

Brooding over a decision, I finally came to a conclusion.

"Ok, that's what I will do go ahead and continue in school and put it on hold while giving birth. I'll just need a week off if that's ok just to rest up and give my body time to recuperate," I said feeling a little better about my decision.

"OK then, that's a wrap! He said clapping his hands together in finality. " Oh yea, Congrats to your new baby,I hope all goes well for you," he said and I said Thank you and I left. Heading back out to my car, I drove to Dontae's job to pay him a visit and share the news with him. The parking lot is not that full today, so I parked near the front.

This will be my first time at his job an I am gonna love the look on his face once he sees me. He standing there smiling and making conversation with the customers. So, I'll stand over here off to the side and try to be as inspicuous as possible. Now that his register is empty, I stealthily sneak up behind him and cover his eyes. "Guess who?" I try to mimic a man's voice. Slapping my hands away, he looked at me in shock and then starts smiling hard.

"Surprised to see me?" I asked.

"Yeah, what are you doing here?" He asked.

"I just dropped by to tell you how things went with the meeting. So, I've decided to stay in school until I give birth. Take a week off, then continue so I can graduate. I just need a job, cause I'm tired of you constantly leaving me alone," I said poking my lip out. Nibbling on my lip, then he kissed me. For a moment, I forgot where we were. Nothing else mattered, but Dontae and I.

All of a sudden, some cleared their throat behind us breaking us apart.

"You must be the reason Dontae here always come to work smiling and I can see why your beautiful," he complimented me.

"Thank you, Sir.

"Tiffany this is Andy Flounder, Mr.Flounder this is my girlfriend Tiffany," Dontae introduced the two of us.

"It's nice to meet you Tiffany," Andy extended his hand out for me to shake. Shaking his hand, I smiled.

"Are you looking for a job young lady?" He asked.

"Funny thing you  ask, I was just telling Dontae I need a job."

"If you don't mind working weeks and some weekends, the job is yours," Mr. Flounder offered. Of course, I accepted it with no hesitation. Not long after, I was working a register not far from my boyfriend. See how good God is, he works in miraculous ways. The good thing about it, Dontae and I schedule are almost the same. Making things that much easier and a good way for us to save on gas.

                           Dontae's POV

By the end of the day, we clocked out and headed home. Showered and I decided to cook, since we had been too busy eating out and that's not healthy for either one of us. The simplest thing I decided to cook was hamburger helper. Tiffany finished showering and I placed her food in the microwave, while I headed to the bathroom to shower. "Your food is in the microwave," I told Tiffany passing by her to get a pair of boxers out my drawer retrieving my boxers and went straight to the bathroom to shower.

When I got out, Tiffany was sitting on the bed flipping through channels. Dontae walked to the kitchen and made me a bowl of hamburger helper.  Sitting up on the bed, my shoulders sagged from exhaustion. Tiffany came up behind me and started massaging my shoulders.

It felt so good and relaxing, my eyes closed enjoying the sensation of her small hands working deep into my shoulders.

"Mmmm," Dontae moaned. She stopped.

"Thank you," Isaid.

Placing her feet in my lap, I tried massaging them but she kept moving saying I was tickling her. So, I stopped all together. Why is she so ticklish, that's a mystery to me. Laying her head on my chest, she begin tracing my tattoo. Then, I fell asleep and she must have too, since I didn't feel her on me anymore. She always sleep on her stomach, so I assume she was sleep.

1) What do you think of Mr. Flounders generosity?

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