“Thank you both.” That was all I had for them at the moment. My mind and body were drained.
Dr. Abrams began to retreat from the room, but Dr. James stayed back.
“I know now it’s the best time to talk about what happened between you and I, but I want to say that I thought about you damn near every day and I'm glad to see you’re doing well, excluding the current circumstances. Are you expecting Little Man’s father?” He asked.
“Umm…” I really didn’t know how to answer that, ‘cause shit… he wasLittle Man’sfather.
He just stared at me. I’m sure I looked like a deer caught in headlights, so I would have assumed he would put it together.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to answer.”
Well shit, I guess he really wasn’t putting two and two together.
He started to retreat, and I finally decided to open my damn mouth.
“Cannn we talk?” I asked, drawing out my question.
He whipped back around so damn quick, I thought his damn head was going to roll right off his neck. It was as if itfinallyclicked, and he knew what I was going to say.
I was scared!
Saeed… Dr. James…. The shit was still confusing me. But anyway, he walked closer to the bed and took a seat next to it.
“Sure…” Now we were both just dragging the shit out of each word we said.
“I remember we used a condom that night, but eight weeks after our little… get together… I found out I was pregnant. I didn’t know how to find you. I promise I went to that restaurant so many times hoping I’d run into you. I’m too old to be with thekeeping a father from his kidtype of woman. So please believe me I tried to find you. Anyways, I guess what I’m trying to tell you is… you’re Little Man’s father.”
I got quiet, and I was trying to look everywhere but at him, but I couldn’t keep it up. I needed to see his face.
Saeed just stared. I was about ready to press the damn call button for his ass. The stoic expression on his face was starting to scare my behind.
“Saeed… Dr. James… say something.”
I wanted to reach out to him, but I had no right to be touching this man. So, I kept my damn hands to myself.
“You sure?” He asked quietly.
“As sure as I am about you cutting me open a few hours ago. You’re the only man I’ve been with in too many years to count.”
He rose from the chair and stuttered, “I… I need a minute.”
Saeed walked out the room. But I knew his ass would be back…. he was one of my doctors.
That was the last thought before I let sleep overtake me.
8
Eight - Ahmad
“Yoooo. Bruh! That’s the shorty who dipped on you all them months back. You saidMiMiwhen we walked into that room. Ain’t that the name of the woman you can’t stop thinking about?” Daran was talking a mile a minute. Then he stopped his pacing and looked at me with wide eyes. “Yo… IS THAT YA BABY?!”
He went back to pacing, rubbing his beard as he did so. Daran was deep in thought, and I knew he had much more to say.
I was mad as hell that he put two and two together at warped speed. The shit did not cross my mind… not once! But I guess… with a woman who damn near accosts you on sight, let a brother believe that she probably did that on a regular, and shows up to a hospital pregnant… a man could believe that could be on anybody. I didn’t consider it for even a nanosecond that it was on me.
“Apparently, so,” I told Daran.
He stopped and looked at me like I’d grown three heads.
