“You’re right. I’ll only be gone for a couple hours. Try to get some rest. Will you do that for me, honeybee?”
“Absolutely.” I smiled.
He stood between my legs then leaned down. Our noses brushed against each other and he sighed. His eyes closed and I literally saw the peace taking over him. The lines in his face smoothed over. Those little crow’s feet when he squints disappeared and his forehead was no longer creased. A smile grew on his face then he pecked my lips.
“I love you, Brandy Noel.”
“I love you too, Mon Mon,” I replied with a smile. His eyes shot open and he scanned my face.
He chuckled then nuzzled his face into my neck and planted a kiss there. He finally pulled away then kissed my forehead. He stepped off and said his goodbyes then grabbed his suit jacket as he left the kitchen. Shortly after the front door closed, I heard him press the buttons to lock the doors and set the alarm. Thankfully, if we needed to leave, I knew the code to get us up out of here.
“Y’all are cute,” Chardonnay said while munching on one of my apple slices.
“And you’re rude. Get your own damn apple,” I hissed.
“Girl, bye. You ain’t fitna eat all this. You’re a bird.”
“The sexiest phoenix you’ll ever meet, hoe,” I replied.
“Period, boo,” she replied.
I grabbed the tea and took a sip. It was still nice and hot. My stomach churned for a split second, but as soon as that second sip hit, I was in there. All of the pain subsided and it seemed like the gas was letting up as well.
Dr. Hanna didn’t prescribe nor give me anything to help so I was glad my body was handling this thing on its own. I took a bite of oatmeal and groaned. It was so good.
“Damn, bih, did you just cum? What the fuck?” Chardonnay said, then burst into laughter.
“Shut up. Taste this,” I said. I hopped up and grabbed a spoon, but she was already taking the bite from my spoon. Dusty hoe.
“Oh yeah, this slaps,” she agreed. She took another bite and I pulled the bowl from her.
“Hoe, you sure you aren’t the one pregnant? Why you so damn hungry?” I griped.
“I ain’t eat before I was summoned. Be grateful, hoe.” She shrugged then took another spoonful before I pulled it too far away. I laughed when some of it fell on her chin. That’s what her ass got.
“Girl, if you don’t order some food on the app and get outta my bowl.”
“If he’s making oatmeal taste that good, I wonder what else that man can cook. Ain’t no reason to have a damn chef,” she said.
“I might have to agree with you on that one. He’s barely here anyway.”
“It’s the longest I’ve heard of him being in The States to be honest. He’s always flying everywhere. I know because whenever Arlando tries to book the jet, he’s pissed off cuz Armond done snatched the slot.”
“Well, hopefully he’ll have more time for me or maybe even let me travel with him.”
“You really think your pregnant ass gonna wanna fly somewhere?”
“We don’t even know if I’m pregnant yet,” I whined.
“Bish, you pregnant. Let it settle in your soul right now. I’m fitna be somebody’s tee-tee. Come on now.”
“I love how hype you are,” I replied.
“And you should be too. I mean, I get it doesn’t line up with your yearly goals but shit neither did your relationship. Ithought I was going to have to get you a noni wash just so you could get some action down there.”
I laughed into a burp then paused. I needed to see if this oatmeal was about to reverse. I sighed after thirty seconds. No watering mouth, no needles, no gag. I was good.
“See, pregnant shit.”
