Page 45 of I Need It

Mama Chrissy invited us to dinner. Will you be there?

I smiled slightly. Yes, ma’am. We’ll see you in a little while.

She enjoyed our brunch so much. It was her first time leaving Rylan alone with the baby. Maui and Ashanni assured her that he had everything covered. He was so unlike Christian. He seemed quiet, reserved, and gentle… perfect for Angel. I was a little nervous about meeting Christian’s older brother, Jakari. From what I overheard, they looked up to him. It was like he was their dad when their biological dad left.

That alone told me they valued what he had to say. If he started tripping about us, where would that leave me? It would surely make things difficult between Christian and me. I’d already met his mother, and she seemed extremely nice. As I worked myself up about the unknown, Christian reappeared, wearing only a towel.

“See, that shit ain’t fair. There is no way I will be able to concentrate while talking to my dad, knowing you’re naked under that towel. As much as your dick likes to make his presence known, I know I will lose all train of thought, fucking with you.”

He chuckled. “Girl, quit tripping. I got on drawz under here.” He removed the towel, and I could see his print. That shit was distracting as hell. I was staring at it like I was in a trance. Christian snapped his fingers, and said, “Earth to Mya. Girl, get your head out the gutter. I’ma give you this dick before we leave. You gon’ be so calm, you might fall asleep mid-stroke.”

I slightly rolled my eyes. “As if that dick would allow me to drift off to sleep. Why you had on a towel?”

He chuckled. “You damn right. I brought a towel because I sweat after my showers when I’m already overheated. I should have taken a cold one, but I hate cold showers. I had it wrapped around me because I wanted to fuck with you.”

After he sat next to me, I shoved him playfully and grabbed my phone to place the call to my dad. I sat with it in my hand for a second as Christian gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. I took a deep breath then made the call.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Daddy. How are you?”

“I’m good, baby. What about you?”

“I’m good too.”

“That’s good. You sound a lot better than you’ve been sounding for the past month or so.”

“I have something to tell you. I’ve been scared to tell you because I was afraid of seeing your disappointment. I don’t want you to think I’m just a complete fuck up.”

“Quit stalling, Mya.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“Mya… damn. For real? I mean… you didn’t learn anything, did you?”

“Daddy—”

“Is it with the same guy?”

“No, sir.”

“Lord have mercy. Have you been to the doctor?”

“Yes, sir. I’m almost eleven weeks.”

“Eleven weeks? So you got pregnant again as soon as you were released by the doctor? What in the fuck is wrong with you, girl? You were just thanking God for dodging a bullet, but then you go and do the same thing again? I don’t understand. Is the father at least willing to stick around this time?”

Tears were falling down my cheeks as Christian took the phone from me and said, “Yes, sir. I plan to be around as long as she lets me. Even then, she’ll have a hard time getting rid of my ass.”

My dad was quiet for a moment as if he were trying to figure out who he was talking to. Suddenly, he said, “Mister Henderson?”

“Yes, sir. Christian.”

My dad released a huff and said, “Shit. Thank God. Mya, baby, I’m sorry. I should’ve let you finish, but I was so?—”

“It’s okay, Daddy. I get it. I was disappointed in myself when I found out, especially because I somewhat threw myself on Christian that night.”

“Somewhat? Girl, that was exactly what you did,” Christian said as I grabbed the phone from him.

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