Saeed jumped up at the sound of Kennedy’s voice. There was no use in shushing her loud ass.
The screeching halt she came to was hilarious once she noticed Saeed sitting across the room.
“Hey Kenni. Thanks for rushing back. I really appreciate it.” I turned to Saeed and then back to Kennedy. “This is Dr. James; he performed my c-section.” I was a little wrong for not explaining everything right away, but the wide-eyed look on Kennedy’s face was hilarious.
“Doctors sleep in the room with all of their patients?” Kennedy asked skeptically.
“This is also, Saeed…” I let his name trail off my lips and kept my stare on her.
“Oh shit. Like… thee Saeed. The one who gave you the best sex of your life and knocked you up, Saeed?”
I couldn’t contain my giggle, but that shit was very short lived when my stitches protested.
Saeed cleared his throat and stood.
“Maybe, I should give y’all a few minutes. I’m going to go to the NICU and check on Ahmir and stop by my office. Have the nurse page me if you need anything.”
“Okay. Thanks for staying with me,” I told him.
“No need to thank me. I’ll see you in a bit.”
Before leaving the room, he shook hands with a befuddled Kennedy and a confused Andreas. It was so hard to keep my laughter at bay.
Once he left, Kennedy rushed over to my bedside.
“Bitchhhhh… how the hell did this happen?”
I loved seeing this side of Kennedy. The off the clock lawyer, who was just a down to earth girl from South East D.C. She matched my inner ratchet girl, and I’m always so thankful that we met.
“Girl, my water broke, contractions started, and I ended up here. The doctor came in and… BOOM… in walked Saeed… or Dr. Ahmad James rather. Everything else happened so damn fast, with trying to stop my labor, then having to get an emergency c-section. The shit was just wild.”
“So what? Did he pull his child out and you were like,congratulations… you are the father!”
I laughed at Kenni’s extra ass imitating Maury Povich.
“Stop making me laugh! It hurts. And no! He came to check on me, asked about the father or family, and I told him. You should have seen his face. He looked like he was going to shit himself. I could tell that he didn’t even consider the possibility in all the hours he treated me.”
“That is some wild stuff,” Kennedy said. “I need to know more.”
“Okay, woman… will you stop with the third degree?” Andreas spoke up. He then turned to me, “Congratulations. We can’t wait to meet our godson. Do you need anything?”
“Thanks, Your Honor,” I joked.
He rolled his eyes heavenward.
“You and your friend always got jokes.”
“I’m saying… you just got off a flight, it’s your day off, and you’re dressed to the nines in a suit… vest and tie to boot.”
“I like my suits.”
I looked at Kennedy and she looked back at me… then we both fell out into a fit of giggles.
Andreas sighed heavily, exasperated with the both of us.
Finally done with our teasing, I told Andreas I was okay, and showed them both pictures Saeed took. They both gushed over how cute Ahmir was, but all I could focus on were the tubes stuck in him.
“Well, I’m going to leave you two to y’all girl talk. Baby, I’m going to go meet Joel for lunch.”
