Page 52 of Intercept My Heart

“Hey.” I wasn’t sure what his temperament would be, so I wouldn’t lie and say my heart wasn’t beating hard in my chest.

“Hey, where are you?”

“Umm, I-uhh, I’m out. What’s up?”

“Did you get the email from the DNA center?”

“Yes. I haven’t gotten a chance to open it because I’m on a date. I figured I would wait until I got home.” It wasn’t a complete lie, but the truth was embarrassing to express.

“Oh, umm, I haven’t opened mine either. Do you think maybe we should do it together?”

“If you want to, we certainly can.”

Honestly, being around him would probably make me feel ten times worse if the results weren’t in our favor. I still hadn’t told him the complete truth about what happened, but maybe tonight would be the best night to do so. The last thing I wanted was more secrets between us, especially if he ended up being their father.

“Okay. Do you need me to come get you?” My eyebrows furrowed as if he was able to see me through the phone.

“I told you, I’m on a d?—”

“Yeah, I heard that bullshit, and my question still stands. I know good and well you don’t expect me to wait until you finish smiling in another nigga’s face to find out if these are my seeds or not. Fuck you thought this was?” Dinero never raised his voice or cursed at me, so it caught me off guard.

“I wasn’t trying to be inconsiderate, but what do you expect me to do? Go in there and tell him that I have to leave?”

“Sunny, I don’t give a fuck what story you have to come up with. All I know is that I’m headed to my car now, so you need to let me know if I’m picking you up or meeting you at the house. You should have canceled that date the moment the email came through. Ain’t shit more important than our sons.”

Internally, I smiled at the fact that he called the boys his sons. From his lips to God’s ears because Lord knew, the alternative would shatter me into pieces.

“You are very rude. Lucky for you, I needed an excuse to end this date anyway. I can catch an Uber and meet you at the house.The boys are with a friend for a few hours. Do you think we should go get them or wait until after we find out the truth?”

“We can wait until after because, depending on the results, there are some things we need to discuss, and they don’t need to be there.”

“Okay, I understand. I’ll see you shortly.”

“Don’t play with me, Sunny. You have twenty minutes to get your ass to the house before I show up where you are and embarrass the fuck out of you. I’ll pistol whip that bitch ass nigga in front of the whole restaurant,” he warned. The deep roar in his tone caused a puddle in my panties, but I knew better than to test out his warnings. The Dinero I once knew never gave a fuck about a consequence, so I decided to take heed of his words.

“Well, I surely don’t want you showing your ass, so I’ll be there. I need to grab my purse and say goodbye. I’m not a complete jerk,” I rambled into the phone.

“Fuck him. I’ll see you soon.” I whispered a silent prayer that all would go well and, if not, that God would give me strength.

“Thank you, and have a great night,” the Uber driver said as I stepped out of his car.

“Thank you for getting her here safely. Here’s an extra tip for your troubles.” Dinero stepped up, peeling bills from the knot in his hand. Things like this used to turn me on when we were dating, and sadly, he still had the same effect on me. I had to remind myself that he no longer belonged to me because thoughts of stripping down and swallowing him whole flashed through my head.

“Oh, wow. That’s incredibly generous of you. You all have a blessed night.” The older black man waved as he drove off. Dinero and I locked eyes, and butterflies rumbled in my belly.

“I guess we can go inside now.”

Tamia was supposed to be coming over, but I texted her that Dinero was here, so she told me to text her as soon as I found out. Knowing her, she would come over after he left, just in case I needed someone to pull me off the floor.

Before I left, I turned the heat down, and the temperature had dropped since I left the house. I went ahead and turned it up a little bit to knock the cold off.

“Do you want something to—” My words were halted when I turned around to see him standing right next to me. His eyes flitted over my outfit, which made me uncomfortable. “What? Why are you looking at me that way?”

“How long have you known ol’ boy from your date?”

“Umm. A couple of months, I guess. He used to be one of my patients at the office.”

“Oh, so you offer your pussy as a parting gift?” His snarky comment pissed me off, but I also found his jealousy cute.

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