Page 28 of I Choose You

We entered the room and Otis put me down and I sat on the bed while Otis placed the food on the dresser and went into the bathroom inside the room to wash his hands. I sat there trying to decide whether I should tell him tonight if I’m pregnant or should I just wait in the morning.

He walked out of the bathroom and took his shirt off and threw it on the chair. I just couldn’t help but stare and my man’s nice ripped up body. His chest was covered in tattoos and his rock hard abs were just looking too good. He caught me damn near drooling and gave me a sexy smile showing off his pearly whites and those sexy ass dimples.

“Baby what did you get from Snappers?” I asked, getting off of the bed.

“Some fried tilapia, shrimp, conch, and fries,” he said, opening the bag up.

He walked over to the bed and I walked over to pull the test from out of my purse. When he wasn’t looking, I put it under the pillow. I planned on telling him once he finished eating. While he ate I climbed behind him and massaged his back for him.

“Yeah baby, do that for your man. Daddy had a hard day today,” he said.

“Negro please, all you do is give out orders all day at work,” I said, laughing.

“I bet them mothafuckas listen to them orders though,” he said with a mouth full of food.

I was just kidding with my baby though. I knew he was a hardworking man. He was only 26 years old and he already owned his owned club. I let him know how proud I was of him every day. I reached over and tried to take a shrimp from out of the container.

“Nah continue what you was doing and then you can have some,” he said.

“Come on baby, let me just get one,” I whined.

“Nope, after you finish.”

I continued to massage his back for another fifteen minutes and then I started complaining about my fingers starting to hurt. I was lying, I just wanted some of his food and I knew that his greedy ass would eat the whole thing. I climbed from behind him and took my favorite spot, on his lap. I started eating his shrimp and fries.

“Yo li’l greedy ass said you only wanted a shrimp,” he teased.

I ignored him and continued to eat the fries until I got full. I walked over to the dresser and drank some of his Sprite that he’d brought home with him. When I was finished, I brought it over to him so that he could drink some as well. Once we were finished eating, I took the food downstairs in the trash and came back in the room to spray it with Febreze. I didn’t want the room smelling like fried foods. Otis was laid in the bed, with his hand resting behind him. I joined him and laid my head on his chest. I guessed I should just go ahead and tell him.

“Baby I have something that I want to tell you,” I said nervously. I didn’t know how he would react to what I was about to drop on him. He always told me that he wanted me to be the mother of his children but I don’t know if he wanted it to be so soon.

“What’s up bae?” he asked.

I reached behind me and pulled the test from behind the pillow. I looked at him and placed it in his hands. He saw the two lines and my smile and he knew I was pregnant.

“Tisha, I already knew baby,” he told me bluntly.

“What you mean you knew? I just found out earlier today,” I said confused.

“It’s like I could just tell the difference in your body. Not to mention, I peeped your ass trying to squeeze in some jeans the other day but the shit just wasn’t working. And I can’t forget how that ass is getting fat. But most importantly, your ass is greedy as hell now,” he said, laughing.

I just shook my head at him. His ass swore that he knew everything. “So if you knew already then why didn’t you tell me?” I quizzed.

“I wasn’t one hundred percent sure. I just had a feeling.” He smiled.

I couldn’t help but smile. This man swore he knew my body more than me. All the signs that he just showed me, I never paid them any attention. And then I noticed that my breasts were sore as hell last week but I thought it was just because my period was coming soon. Also last week, I tried to slip into my size three skinny jeans and it took me forever to put them on. Damn, I really was pregnant!

“Real shit Tisha, I’m glad you’re about to be the one to have my baby. I been trying to knock your ass up and it finally happened,” he smiled.

“Baby what do you want? A boy or a girl?” I asked, tracing my fingers over the tattoos on his chest.

“Honestly baby, I want a li’l man. At the end of the day as long as we have a healthy baby, that’s all that matters. But Tisha I don’t know if I can handle another little you running around here,” he joked.

“I hope it’s a girl baby. She going to be so spoiled,” I said.

“Yep, we going to have a littler monster on our hands,” Otis said, laughing.

“I love you baby,” I said, leaning up to kiss him.

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