Page 178 of Captivated By Danger

“Aye. Aye. Aye. Before you start talking shit, do you still want your five dates?”

“We’ll be dating exclusively?”

“I don’t want to date anyone else.”

“So, we’ll be like boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“Yes ma’am. So…”

He held the rose out, and I took it and sniffed it. Grabbing his hand, I stood, locking fingers with him before I started for the beach, but he’d stopped me.

“Go get some shoes.”

“We are literally ten feet from the sand.”

“That’s why you and Quinci got them big goofy ass feet,” he said, making me laugh.

To make him happy, I went inside and slipped in my sandals. We’d walked to the beach, hand in hand, until we got to the edge of the water. I kicked off my shoes and walked in the water. With it being a private beach, there were very few people out here. When I turned around to look at him, he was taking a picture of me.

“This is a good one. I got a great shot of you and the moon. Fuck, I cannot wait to do your maternity photos. They are going to be so fire. I can see it now. I’m actually going to take a picture of you every day until the day you give birth, and then I’m going to take a picture of them every day until like their sixteenth birthday.”

“Diesel, I hadn’t even thought that far.”

I turned around and stared out at the ocean. A moment later, he’d come and wrapped his arms around me. I rested my head against his chest.

“Talk to me, Greysen.”

“I’m scared,” I whispered.

He didn’t say anything.

“I did everything right.”

Tears started to form in my eyes.

“The doctor said I did everything right and what if I do everything right this time and this one dies? Diesel, I won’t be able to take that much pain again. I had to deliver my dead child. I had to look at her tiny lifeless face. It hurt so bad. I don’t know. I want this for me. I want this for you. I want this for us, but I don’t think I’ll survive if…”

“Sssshh, my love. It’s okay to be scared. What you went through was traumatic. You were very young and barely had any support, but this time it’s going to be different. You are going to get so much R&R that you’re going to be annoyed. You won’t have to lift a finger to do anything. We are just going to focus on your pregnancy, if that’s what you want, of course.”

That made me smile a little. “Are you going to be overbearing, Daddy?”

“Yes. Very. I won’t lie about that, but not so overbearing that it stresses you out. I’m going to be a little clingy.”

I maneuvered around to look up at him. “I trust you, Diesel.”

He kissed my forehead, then my nose, and then my lips. “Well, I would hope that you would.”

“And you’re really excited about this?”

“I’m really excited about this.”

“You know, Diesel, I had so many thoughts when I found out I was pregnant. I was like that nigga ain’t sterile. He about to start a polygamy compound with a lot of women or some shit.”

He leaned back very dramatically. “Excuse me?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “At the time all I could think about was you having two project twins and having to split your time between New York and Florida and trying to keep two babymamas happy.”

“That is a very wild thought. That would have been a very large adrenaline rush for me. Did you make an appointment with an obstetrician?”

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