Page 159 of Captivated By Danger

“Yes, anything is possible, Dymon. Your brother has millions more sperm cells than he had when we first met.”

When he said that, I had to clear my throat. If that was the case, then Rachel’s baby could absolutely be mine and there was no way I could deal with her for the next eighteen years. Thinking about what I’d said to Greysen, this conversation really made me sick to my stomach.

He sat back. “Hmm. So, what if… or could you take some sperm from me and mix some of mine with his and… you know.”

He nodded his head. “Of course, but you would have to tell the woman that we would be inseminating her with both of your sperm.”

“Dymon. Quinci would murder you. That is something that you would have to talk to her about and I am definitely not asking you to do that.

“Now, you know Quinci ain’t like that.”

I waved him off.

“But think about it, Diesel,” Dr. Barr said. “That is a guaranteed baby. We could get enough to freeze, so you wouldn’t have to come back to me when you and your significant other are ready for a child.”

“Dr. Barr, all I’ve heard and understood was the fact that Rachel’s crazy ass is having my baby and oh, shit.”

“Well, the silver lining is, you are getting the child you wanted.”

“That is no fucking silver lining, Doc,” I said, making him and Dymon laugh, but I didn’t see shit funny.

Leaving the doctor’s office, Grey was the first person to cross my mind and I needed to talk to her. I knew that she wasn’t going to answer the phone, so I decided that I was going to have to go where she was and make her listen to me.

“Where you about to go?” I asked Dymon once we were back in the car and headed to take him to his car.

“Nowhere. With you.”

“What?”

“Nigga, this is take your lil’ bro everywhere you go day,” he said before letting the seat back and crossing his hands behind his head.

“You better be glad I like you a lil’ bit. I’d put your ass out when I get on the highway.”

“You remember when you used to get in trouble and Dad would make you take me everywhere with you? You had me some of everywhere, thinking I would tell, so that wouldn’t be a punishment of yours no more. Whole time, I was enjoying everything. I was praying for you to get in trouble.”

“Just like a hater to prey on your downfall.”

Saying that made me think of that fucking round face girl. Damn, I couldn’t fucking escape her ass.

“What is she like? Greysen.”

“Beautiful, inside and out. Hilarious. Soft, even when she’s trying to act hard. Smart. Loves kids, flowers, and handwritten notes. She has pictures of all her kids’ artwork in her phone. She doesn’t see herself doing anything but being a teacher. Oh, she has a newfound love for fashion too.”

“Oh nigga you in love love.”

“Just because I remember certain stuff about her, I’m inlove, love?I care about her. You remember things about people you care about.”

“Nigga, Icareabout Tyra’s ass, but I don’t know if she likes handwritten notes or not.”

Tyra being his long-time publicist.

I waved him off.

“Diesel, you are cruising a college campus. If this ain’tlove, love,I don’t know what is.”

“Man, I’m just trying to talk to Greysen face to face.”

“Let me give you my builder’s number.”

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