"I know, baby."
"I know." He spoke sympathetically, wiping my tears away.
"But little man ain't ready yet." He explained, placing his hands on my stomach and slowly rubbing it.
"Just give him some time to get his shit together." He went onto say, making me laugh.
"Oh you liked that one?" He smirked as I playfully rolled my eyes.
"Don't even worry bout' it. When he ready to see us, he gon' fly right out that bitch." He went onto say, making me smack my lips with a smile.
"Stop." I pushed him away from me and he smirked, standing to his feet.
"Na' I'm just fuckin' witcha. Stop cryin' though, Aight?"
"Whatever you need me to do, I'a do it. Just stop cryin' for me."
"I don't wun' see nomore tears on that pretty face." He bent down to kiss my cheek and I couldn't help but to smile.
"Come on na' let me massage you."
*
2 hours later
10pm
Laying in bed with Dominic, I laid up against his chest, trying not to move too much. I'd just started to feel better and I felt that if I moved I would be in pain again.
"Baby." His deep raspy voice spoke, startlingly me.
"Hm?" I answered with my face still in his chest.
"You wun' go home or you wun' stay here tonight?"
"Stay here." I spoke softly.
I was way too scared to go home since Deja was going to be the designated driver for our hospital ride once my water broke. We'd already set out a plan for everything and I didn't want anything to go wrong so we've been staying here the past couple of nights.
"Aight." He nodded as he held onto my waist and he slowly drifted off to sleep.
I'd watched as he'd fallen back to sleep and as soon as he did, my mouth watered in a sudden mood for crushed up ice.
"Babe." I called as he snored lightly. I knew I'd been annoying him so much lately, especially keeping him up these past couple of nights but it wasn't even me, it was these random cravings I couldn't stop having.
"Baby." I called again a little louder this time.
"Yes, ma?" He sighed deeply as his eyes slowly popped open.
"Sorry." I pouted, knowing that he was tired.
"Na' it's coo, baby."
"What's up?" He cleared his throat.
"Can you get me ice?" I spoke softly.
"More ice, baby?" He sighed and I nodded slowly.
