“You know what I mean.” His easy possession of me and this baby had my heart skipping with joy in my chest.
He sat down his empty bottle before opening up mine for me since I’d just been toying around with it in my hand. “You finished panicking?”
“Seems like it. Why, you scared?”
“Nah, I’m trying to talk to my seed real quick before I thank my woman for the sacrifice she’s making for us.”
Well, fuck this water.
“Corey—”
“I’m bout to kiss you, Porsha. First the lips on your face and then the ones between your thighs. I’m not gone do too much, just give you the physical praise for the physical journey you’re about to embark on for us. If there’s anything you need from me, you don’t even have to ask. Just demand it if I haven’t already done it and it’s yours.” He was rubbing my sides before his hands crept up and began to rub gently on my chest. “I knew these shits had gotten bigger.”
“Yeah, Rye said something about them today and it got me thinking that I hadn’t seen my period in a minute. I have no idea how I’m going to tell them what’s going on.” I was biting my lip thinking about how I was going to tell anyone this news. I could hear Toots now being over the top for no reason.
“You might as well get on the phone with your home girl and tell her you about to be her big sister. Step mama or whatever.” He was chuckling at the thought and it only sent me back into a mild panic.
I took a step back and shook my head like thatDanny Devitomeme. “Oh, hell nah.”
“Hell nah? What you mean, P? One thing you not finna do is try to hide my gotdamn baby like you been hiding me for the last umpteen number of years. That’s some shit I ain’t gone let slide at all.”
For the first time, Corey looked at me angrily, arms folded like he wanted City to come out and teach me a lesson. All that talk of gentle kisses was fleeing and he looked like he wanted to fuck some sense into me.
“Umpteen? How old are you?”
“You can play about anything but my seed and my money.” He was watching me like he was waiting on me to apologize or something.
I sucked my teeth sitting there waiting on him to add me to the list but he didn’t. “Damn, just leave me out of it.”
He snickered his agreement like I was right. “I got to until you get your mind right.”
“Nobody trying to hide anything. With my history, I just want to make sure I’m fine. That they’re fine. It ain’t like I’m young my damn self.”
I hated to give voice to anything that was negative but I had to be honest about how I was feeling. Doubting us wasn’t what kept me from being all in. I didn’t want to get my hopes up and then life come back and take away my joy.
“I feel you on that. But we not jinxing shit. We being positive. And we not doing that southern shit and waiting until the kid almost here to start buying shit. Kid be ready to fall out of the pussy and ain’t got but a pack of pampers and a fucking t-shirt.Kid could be born with eight legs and we’ll call him Octarion and keep it moving. Ain’t no need to worry the baby gone be fine. And even if they not perfect in the eyes of anyone else, they will be perfect to us. So enjoy this shit, Porsha. I know I already am and you just told me the shit.” His voice was raspier, the emotion seeming to make it scratchier than normal.
“But Octarion?”
“I ain’t about to call his lil assSquidwardin this muthafucka. Octarion goes hard. I fuck wit’ it.” The way he nodded his head like he had it all sorted out in his mind had me cracking up.
I laughed through the tears thankful that he wouldn’t let me rest in the sadness and his silliness was something that would make this situation much easier.
“My baby daddy is a plum fool.”
He wagged his finger at me disapprovingly. “Ain’t none of that ‘round here. I’m your fucking man, I’m this child’s father. You might as well get ready to find some houses and shit, Porsha. I ain’t doing no visitation bullshit. Not with my baby or my pussy. Shit is done.” He drug the side of his hand across his neck in a slashing motion to emphasize how dead that baby daddy notion really was.
“A visitation schedule for my pussy. You really been thinking too hard about this shit.”
“I got a whole list of houses ready for you to view. I’ve been making plans but I put it on pause because one thing I never wanted you to feel was like you didn’t have choices with me.”
“But you ain’t have no problem teasing me about telling Lyric about us.”
“Wasn’t gone play me like I was mixed with a whole lot of ugly. You ain’t gotta put a paper bag over my head when you riding this dick so it don’t make sense for you to keep my ass locked in the bell tower, P.” He again sounded so calm about it like he really had been thinking about this the whole time.
“I don’t even know what the hell you’re talking about right now and somehow I think it’s for the best. Besides, we are all out in the open now. I’m much happier about it.”
He eyed me and could only shake his head. “You sure?”
