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I had no objections. After hearing he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, I was on cloud nine. I knew people said sex had folks saying shit they didn’t mean, but that wasn’t the case with us. He didn’t have to say the words for me to know he was locked in, but I’d be lying if I said they didn’t make a bitch feel good.

“When arewe going to beat this bitch’s ass?” Mo snapped, referring to Solomon’s baby mama. “I’m sick of her ass.”

“You and me both.” I rolled my eyes as I put the weave from the last braid I’d just taken out of my head into the grocery bag. I called her over to help me get them out because I missed my hair. I’d had them in long enough, so they had to go. “She gon’ get it though. Just wait until I drop this baby.”

“Girl, if I can wait that long. The bitch is more trouble than she is worth for real.”

Her new thing now was Solo wasn’t safe around Solomon because of how he’d done Scoot in front of the club. She claimed if he would do that to his best friend then she knew he would harm their son. The crazy part about it was he’d had Solo since then. He just didn’t get the baby from her. He had either her cousin or mom meet him. The bitch just wanted to be around him.

“No, bestie, it has to be me.” I laughed. “She really thinks I’m a soft ass bitch for real, so I’m going to make her swallow her words and maybe even some of her teeth very soon.”

“I love to hear it, boo.”

We slapped hands before I went to toss the hair in the garbage then get a towel from my hall closet so she could help me wash my hair. I was going to let her give me a slicked back ponytail too then we were going to our friend Vedra’s birthday party. She had gotten another girl in the shop that could do brows and lashes, so she gave her booked clients to her and took the day off for us to hang out.

After she got my hair together I showered, brushed and flossed my teeth, then dressed in a burgundy and orange two-piece Off White set with matching sneakers. The weather was cooling down so we had to have some clothes on, Morgan less than me because she would be drinking and that would keep her warm.

“Look at your belly!” Mo beamed when I walked into the living room. “It’s bigger and bigger every day.”

“I know,” I huffed. “It’s hard finding cute stuff with this thing.”

“Girl, bye.” She waved me off. “Samadia launched a maternity line and you know everything she has is very cute and fashionable.”

“You’re right.” I nodded. “I definitely need to go by there and get some stuff, especially pants.”

“Yep. Can’t have you cutting off my little nugget’s circulation.”

“All everyone cares about isyour little nugget.” I rolled my eyes playfully. “It’s never about Kaori anymore.”

“Who?”

“Fuck you.” I laughed.

She walked out first, and I followed, locking the door behind me. We made small talk as we rode the elevator down and got inside of my car since she was clearly going to be drinking while we were there.

“Girl, before we get around these other bitches, let me say this. Elijah is a whole mess, literally. You know I’m always at his and Bino’s place and his ass is always around there sulking.”

“It’s been months.” I shook my head, still very disappointed in him.

“I know, and he still asks if Bino tried talking to Smoke for him.”

I nodded. “Solomon doesn’t really say much about it, but he does mention when he texts him and stuff. I just can’t believe him.”

“Right, and the girl is saying she’s pregnant.”

“What?” I screeched.

“Yes, and don’t say anything because Bino told me not to tell you. He would be pissed if he knew we told.”

“I won’t say anything,” I promised, feeling bad because that wasn’t the kind of thing I should keep from Solomon but I also didn’t want to start things in my best friend’s relationship. “Is she really?”

She nodded. “I’ve seen the ultrasound because she sent it to Bino and told him to tell Elijah to stop playing with her before she makes it worse.”

“And what did Elijah say about it?”

“He claims it’s not his kid. According to him, he used protection every time.”

“This is a hot ass mess.”