Page 45 of The Best is Yet to Cum

Gasps and whispers were heard around the room. Once everyone quieted, my mother, who stood a few away from us,said, “Clinton Jeffrey Hollister, I can’t believe you hid this from the woman who birthed you.”

“Leave the boy alone, woman,” my dad said, who stood next to her.

Leave it to my mother not to wait to speak her mind. “I’m sorry, Ma. I promise to make it up to you. To Mona’s family and friends, I’m Clinton, her man and soon-to-be father of her child.”

She turned to the side and rubbed her belly while doing a little dance, giving our guests a better view of her new baby bump and eliciting cheers. Her smile was bright, and joy oozed from her spirit, and I prayed the photographer captured the moment.

I said a few more parting words before we’d be bombarded by our loved ones wanting more details.

“As you can see, we aren’t only here to celebrate my birthday, which was last Wednesday, and Mona’s birthday, which is next Wednesday, but we’re also here to celebrate our new life together and the upcoming arrival of Baby Hollister.”

“Does that mean you plan to make an honest woman out of my baby?” a woman’s voice challenged from the center of the room.

“Mama, is that you?” Mona said.

A woman, who I soon learned was Mona’s mother, approached us.

“Yes, it’s me. Congratulations, sweetheart. It’s nice to meet you, Clinton. When’s the wedding?”

Mona snatched the mic from my hand and said, “Thank you for coming! Let’s get this party started.”

DJ Fly Ty started the music on cue as Mona placed the mic on the table and pulled her mother to the side. I was about to follow them, but my people surrounded me before I could.

An hour passed before I reunited with Mona, and she looked as frazzled as I felt. My family wouldn’t let me out of their sight until they had as many details as I was willing to share about my relationship with Mona. When she reappeared by my side, the interrogation started all over again.

I couldn’t be mad because this news surprised everyone, and they were excited for us. Eventually, my people dispersed and were replaced by Mona’s people. Thankfully, the group was smaller than mine, but I met her father, stepfather, stepmother, and stepsisters. Everyone seemed genuinely nice and happy for us. Soon enough, we were released to celebrate.

“Whew! An hour and a half later, freedom!” Mona exclaimed with relief.

I pulled her against my body, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pressed my lips against hers.

“Think about it this way, baby. Who’s left to tell?” I asked when we separated.

She thought about it momentarily, “Nobody, thank God.”

“One and done. You see how that worked out. Now, let’s go get some food, I’m gon’ get some liquor, and we’re about to have a good fucking time.”

“The party was a good ass time,”August said.

It was Monday, and Evander and I finished our workday and met at Smokin’ Dawg, the cigar lounge we frequented that August and his father owned.

“I’m glad y’all had a good time. Mona was a little disappointed that her brother couldn’t make it, but overall, she seemed pleased with the turnout.”

“Y’all was late as hell, but nobody complained,” Evander said.

“Man, nobody told me pregnant pussy was this addictive. If I could live in it, y’all wouldn’t see me until the baby was born,” I admitted.

“Truer words have never been spoken. Why you think our wives stay pregnant?” Juelz added.

“And she wants to fuck just as much as I do. We would’ve gotten to the party earlier, but she was getting ready and prancing around my bedroom like I wouldn’t pounce on her ass.”

“Yeah, pregnant pussy should most definitely be studied. There has to be a reason why it has our nuts in a chokehold from the moment the pregnancy test says positive,” August affirmed.

“Did y’all figure out your living arrangements?” Evander asked.

I shook my head. “We haven’t revisited the conversation, so we’re still alternating from my place to hers.”

“The baby will be here before you know it. You better figure out something soon,” he warned.

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