Page 31 of Too Many One Nights

“You got a big ass mouth.”

“Don’t blame that shit on me. I’ain the one keeping secrets and shit. Hell, I just figured it out after seeing your car again. You’re welcome, by the way, because that nigga got on my last fuckin’ nerves about that shit. I asked her because I thought she knew. Now that I know, I need to holla at Kilo because you got a fly ass mouth. I’on wanna hear that nigga’s mouth if I curse you out, because trust me if you keep talking to me like you do…I will.” He looked Mel directly in her eyes when he said that. He didn’t even bother to say anything else before swaggering off ahead of us.

“Bitch, I can’t believe you’ve been fucking a DeLuca brother and didn’t tell me.”

“It’s complicated, Nic. I could lose my job if our relationship got out. That’s why I said nothing. I didn’t intentionally keep it from you,” she confessed, and I believed her.

“I guess I understand. This shit is crazy.” I couldn’t do anything but laugh as Buck held the door open for us and I went to sign in. I only had to wait for about twenty minutes before they called me back. When I got to the back, I was greeted by Cousin Saint’s wife, Eve.

“Hey, girl. When I saw the name, I thought it was you, but I wasn’t sure. I didn’t expect to see you here.” She smirked.

“I know right,” was all I said.

“Hey, Mel. How you been, boo?” She greeted my sister while she prepped me to take my vitals.

“I’ve been good,” Mel responded.

“And you must be dad,” she spoke to Buck, who had a stoic look on his face. “I’m Eve. I’m married to Nic and Mel’s cousin, Saint,” she informed. When she said that, he had a look on his face that I couldn’t quit read.

“Wassup,” was all he offered.

Once my vitals were done, she asked me to go to the bathroom so I could give a urine sample. Of course, Buck followed behind me.

“You can’t come in here.” I stopped at the door to keep him from coming in.

“Goldie, stop playing wit’ me and get in there and piss in that cup,” he commanded.

Rolling my eyes, I went inside the bathroom since he clearly wasn’t leaving. I washed my hands and prepped myself with the wipe that Eve gave me before squatting over the toilet, holding the rail with one hand, and the cup in the other.

“Don’t touch that shit. Here, grab my hand.” I looked up and Buck was standing in front of me with his hand extended for me to grab. Hesitantly, I grabbed his hand and peed in the cup. When I was done. I placed the top on it and was about to put it in the window that they instructed me to put it in, but Buck halted my movements.

“Nah, hand it here,” he ordered.

“Huh? What are you going to do with it?” I frowned.

“Goldie, hand me the cup and stop asking me so many damn questions.” He frowned his handsome face.

Reluctantly, I handed the cup over, then washed my hands. When we exited the bathroom, he took the cup back to Eve and handed it to her personally. She smirked as she took it and informed us to go inside of the room to wait for the doctor. The three of us sat in the room in an awkward silence. Both Buck and Mel were on their phones, while I sat on the examining table, nervous as hell. When the doctor came in, I was glad because that meant that I didn’t have to be here much longer. She introduced herself and, once again, Buck acted like the charming asshole he was known to be. I expected him to sit in the chair the entire time, but when she did the ultrasound, he stood beside me with his arms folded across his chest and stared at the screen intensely.

“Well, Nicari. It looks like you’re measuring about ten weeks,” she informed. I looked over at Buck, and he already had his eyes on me.

“Uhm. When will I be able to take a DNA test?” I asked the question I knew Buck wanted to know.

The doctor looked between me and Buck before answering. “You can do it as early as you want, but I would suggest that you get it done as soon as you can.”

I nodded.

After she cleaned me up, she gave me a prescription for the nausea and prenatal vitamins. She informed me to let the receptionist know that I wanted to schedule a DNA test, and she gave me an appointment for next week.

“I got a meeting to get to. I’m late for the shit so your sister can take you back.”

“You didn’t have to miss your meeting,” I stated.

“I wouldn’t have to if you weren’t being sneaky and not telling me,” he shot back.

Instead of responding, I walked off until he stopped me.

“Give me those prescriptions so I can fill them for you.”

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