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used to me being around because I won’t be going anywhere.”
    I noticed he had put emphasis on the word we both times he’d said it and was mentally thrown off balance when he brought his lips to mine and kissed me. I didn’t know what to do or think. I wasn’t prepared for him to do that and was mad at myself for letting him pull me close to him, deepening the kiss.
    â€œSee you tomorrow,” he said before turning and walking out of the door. “Lock the door behind me. I want to hear you lock it so I’ll know it’s locked. Get some rest and we’ll talk tomorrow.”
    I nodded, closed the door, and locked it. Shaking my head and thinking about what had just happened I made my way back to the shower. Stepping into the shower I silently thanked God that the water hadn’t turned cold. I stood there a while and let the hot water wash over my back. That hospital bed hadn’t been my friend when it had come to my back. I cringed when I turned around and the water hit my sensitive nipples. Quickly washing myself, I finished up, oiled myself down, and crawled into bed.
    There was a lot that I needed to think about. A lot I had to do. A sudden feeling washed over me; one minute I was scared to the point of tears that I was about to become a mother, and then the next minute I was jubilant thinking that God had blessed me with a chance to show the world that I could be a good mother. I was a ball of emotions all night, even as I talked on the phone with Justin and told him about all of the madness. He had wanted to come over and sit with me but I declined, stating that I wanted to be alone. I promised him that we could get together the following week and after worrying myself to death about being a mother, being pregnant by a married man, and being in love with a married man, I prepared myself for a sleepless night.

Aric
    â€œWow! So she’s pregnant?” Gabriel asked me, shock written across his face.
    It was Monday afternoon and we were in my entertainment room that had come custom built with the house. Three forty-two-inch flat screen TVs lined the wall as well as a movie theater style screen on the back wall. The left side of the room housed a bar that made the room appear more like a sports bar with a theater-style setting. The stained concrete floors and stoned wall gave it a masculine feel and the red and black leather sofas and chairs gave off a laid-back mood.
    I nodded and took another swig of my Corona before racking the balls up for another round of pool. I’d won the last one. “Yes sir! Asked her for a DNA test though because like I told you, I saw the pictures of her and ole boy.”
    Gabriel chuckled and sat down on the stool behind him. “Okay, this is what I don’t get. You usually do your thing with these women and then you leave them alone. You treat Chy differently, like you want to be with her. Do you want to be with her? If not, I don’t understand the possessive nature you have toward her. Doesn’t make sense . . .”
    It wasn’t lost on me that he called her Chy, like they had gotten close enough to have pet names for one another. I still hadn’t let him know that I knew he’d taken her to lunch. I made my first shot before answering him and besides, I needed time to contemplate my answer.
    â€œHas nothing to do with that. Chyanne is different. You know what I mean? She’s a different breed. I know she’s young, but she’s got her shit together. She knows what she wants in life. She’s a hell of a worker and she’s got pussy that Jesus would have sinned for.”
    Thinking about being inside of her caused my manhood to stir around in my jeans.
    Gabriel laughed out loud and the sound resounded in the closed off area. “Wow, Aric. You’re a fool, man.”
    I laughed with him. “For real though, Chyanne is different for me. I mean . . . let me put it to you like this,” I said