Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29224 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29224 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
“Absolutely not. You and my son are our guests of honor. Each guest is receiving a mist popper when they come in so they can participate in the gender reveal. People are starting to arrive, so I need you both downstairs.” I nod coming to the landing and look around.
“Oh my God. Everything looks beautiful. Doesn't it look amazing babe?” He nods his head already looking at me.
“Sure does.” Smiling, I stand on my tiptoes and give him my lips. He kisses me chastely, but it does nothing to quelch the desire I always feel for him. Before this day is over I wouldn’t be surprised if I am flat on my back within the hour.
“You don’t think we overdid it with the decorations?”
“Absolutely not. It is perfect.” Suddenly I am bombarded with people hugging me, congratulating me and shoving gifts into my hand. Luckily it seems Heather and Siddah have been given the instructions to take all gifts from me and place them in a designated place.
“Why don’t I get you something to eat, baby?” Nodding, I follow him into the kitchen and my eyes bug out.
“They hired a caterer?” I squeak out seeing all the people in white making plates and trays.
“Of course we did, girlie. This is our first grandbaby.” Cobi’s father comes up to my side of me and kisses my cheek. “You look beautiful, daughter.” As usual when he calls me that, which he started doing about two weeks ago, my heart fills up with so much warmth and belonging. I didn't realize how much I was missing a father figure until I met him.
“Thank you guys so much, Dad.” Cobi says, slapping his back. “We appreciate everything you have done.” He pulls his dad into a hug for a moment before stepping back and grabbing my hand. “Are you ready?” he asks, me touching my belly.
“Yeah, babe. We’re ready.”
The party is in full swing and surprisingly I am having a great time. Most of the people are of course his family, but other prominent families from school. Girls who have never spoken to me before are here, fake smiles splattered on their faces. I mean I assume it is fake, but Cobi hasn’t left my side and neither has Heather. “Do you need anything mama?” Heather has begun calling me that as a joke, but I sort of like it.
“Actually, I am really thirsty.”
“I got it. I will be right back.” She walks away leaving me sitting in the ‘chair of honor’ alone for a moment. I lean back a little tired, just enjoying the sound of laughter and music.
“So you think you’ve made it huh, slut.” Opening my eyes I see Leslie, the bitch who pushed me standing in my face.
“What are you doing here, Leslie? Surely you didn’t get an invitation.”
“I came as a plus one.” She sneers, staring her nose down at me.
“Then why don’t you minus yourself from in front of me and find a life.” I can literally see the steam coming out of her ears at that comment. I would stand up and face her, but this bitch is crazy and who the hell knows what she would do with my stomach wide open to her.
“If I had known you were pregnant, I would have pushed you harder, bitch.” Pissed I begin to stand up to hit this bitch in her face, but then I feel the hand of my fiancé on my shoulder, keeping me in place.
“What the fuck did you just say to my woman, Leslie?” She begins stuttering trying to backpedal.
“I was uhm… just telling her if I had known she was pregnant I wouldn’t have pushed her. I feel horrible about that.” Like hell she does.
“I see. So crashing our shower was to apologize?”
“Of course.” I look up at him to see if he is buying it, but his stance tells me he is not.
“Great. Apology heard but not accepted. Now, my advice would be to leave now before I have you arrested for assault. The only reason you are not already facing jail time is because Ripley wanted to forget it. But I forget nothing. By the way, how is the wig working out? I heard you had an unfortunate accident at the hair salon last month.” The realization dawns on her face and I see her put it together. “Now here you are in our home talking shit to her? Listen and heed me, Les-hoe. Find yourself a dick and choke on it and stop reaching for mine. I have never wanted your used trashcan and never will. Do we understand each other? She and my kid are off limits to you.” Her face pales and her body becomes rigid. I watch her stumble away from me like she has been slapped in the face. Once she is out of sight I release the breath I didn't know I was holding.