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Authors: Alexandra Warren
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getting pregnant by someone with more than just street cred.
The door was yanked open by a young girl I immediately recognized from the picture as the sister. She eyed me for a long time, before she gave me a full body scan that made me unconsciously strike a little pose. I knew when a girl was sizing me up so of course I had to give her my best.
“Damn girl, those heels are bad. For a pregnant lady, you are slaying hunty.” She even gave me a snap to solidify her appreciation. It was a warm welcome for what I was just sure was gonna be disastrous.
“Umm...thank you, Rae right?”
“In the flesh. It’s nice to finally meet the girl that’s carrying my little nephew.”
Though I couldn’t even tell if I was really showing or if the little bump sprouting from my belly was from all the extra food I had been consuming, I quickly corrected her, “Niece.”
“Right. Anyway, Rich is still getting dressed but you can come on in. He’s changed outfits like eight times so I think he’s nervous about having you here.”
Nervous?
If anything, I should’ve been the nervous one. I was coming into his territory, meeting his little sister and still technically getting to know him, all while carrying our itty-bitty baby.
I followed Rae through the house as she gave me a quick tour as if she was a real estate agent. It was a little strange the way she kept asking me if I liked certain things about the house, but I figured it was just a part of her teenage, still caring what other people think, ways.
As we made our way out of the guestroom, we practically bumped right into Rich who was looking good enough to forget we had ever done things the wrong way. He was wearing a plain white v-neck tee and dark grey chino pants but I swear he made it look fresh out of a magazine ad for something totally unrelated like a watch or cologne.
“Miss. Jasmine. I hope Rae hasn’t been causing you any trouble.”
No more trouble than what you’ve been causing in my panties since you showed up.
“She’s been a gem, actually; showing me around. You have a beautiful home, Rich.”
“I’m...glad you like it. Let’s go eat. Dinner should be good and ready by now.”
Rae led the way as Rich guided me down the stairs with a warm hand against the small of my back. I would be kidding myself if I didn’t acknowledge the fact that everything about the situation suddenly felt very comfortable, but I knew it had to be part of the illusion Rich was steadily trying to create.
We made our way to the dining room and when we arrived, Rich pulled out the chair for me, getting me settled in before he went to the kitchen to grab the plates of food. Rae had watched the whole thing with a skeptical eye until Rich was out of sight.
Her voice was hushed as she leaned into the table and said, “I’ve never seen him like this, Jasmine. What did you do to my brother?”
“I didn’t do...anything. I don’t think.”
Rich rushed out of the kitchen with three plates, quickly setting them on the placemats. I looked down at the plate he had put in front of me and knew without a doubt it had to have come from some takeout delivery service. It was plated like a banquet meal, or something from one of those fancy cooking shows; definitely not something home-cooked.
“Damn, Rich. You’re even pulling out your old culinary school skills for her? You must be whipped!”
So he did actually make this?
“Watch your mouth, Rae. You always give people your best when it’s their first visit to your home.”
“But you haven’t cooked like this in I don’t know how long…..”
“That’s enough, Rae. Anyway, Miss. Jasmine, I hope you like what I prepared.” Ironically enough, the fancily-sauced chicken was my go-to meal when I went out to dinner with the high rollers. It was the only thing that tasted at least a little normal amongst all the usual overpriced, under-seasoned menu items.
“I do. Thank you.” I took a bite and could feel Rich’s eyes
The door was yanked open by a young girl I immediately recognized from the picture as the sister. She eyed me for a long time, before she gave me a full body scan that made me unconsciously strike a little pose. I knew when a girl was sizing me up so of course I had to give her my best.
“Damn girl, those heels are bad. For a pregnant lady, you are slaying hunty.” She even gave me a snap to solidify her appreciation. It was a warm welcome for what I was just sure was gonna be disastrous.
“Umm...thank you, Rae right?”
“In the flesh. It’s nice to finally meet the girl that’s carrying my little nephew.”
Though I couldn’t even tell if I was really showing or if the little bump sprouting from my belly was from all the extra food I had been consuming, I quickly corrected her, “Niece.”
“Right. Anyway, Rich is still getting dressed but you can come on in. He’s changed outfits like eight times so I think he’s nervous about having you here.”
Nervous?
If anything, I should’ve been the nervous one. I was coming into his territory, meeting his little sister and still technically getting to know him, all while carrying our itty-bitty baby.
I followed Rae through the house as she gave me a quick tour as if she was a real estate agent. It was a little strange the way she kept asking me if I liked certain things about the house, but I figured it was just a part of her teenage, still caring what other people think, ways.
As we made our way out of the guestroom, we practically bumped right into Rich who was looking good enough to forget we had ever done things the wrong way. He was wearing a plain white v-neck tee and dark grey chino pants but I swear he made it look fresh out of a magazine ad for something totally unrelated like a watch or cologne.
“Miss. Jasmine. I hope Rae hasn’t been causing you any trouble.”
No more trouble than what you’ve been causing in my panties since you showed up.
“She’s been a gem, actually; showing me around. You have a beautiful home, Rich.”
“I’m...glad you like it. Let’s go eat. Dinner should be good and ready by now.”
Rae led the way as Rich guided me down the stairs with a warm hand against the small of my back. I would be kidding myself if I didn’t acknowledge the fact that everything about the situation suddenly felt very comfortable, but I knew it had to be part of the illusion Rich was steadily trying to create.
We made our way to the dining room and when we arrived, Rich pulled out the chair for me, getting me settled in before he went to the kitchen to grab the plates of food. Rae had watched the whole thing with a skeptical eye until Rich was out of sight.
Her voice was hushed as she leaned into the table and said, “I’ve never seen him like this, Jasmine. What did you do to my brother?”
“I didn’t do...anything. I don’t think.”
Rich rushed out of the kitchen with three plates, quickly setting them on the placemats. I looked down at the plate he had put in front of me and knew without a doubt it had to have come from some takeout delivery service. It was plated like a banquet meal, or something from one of those fancy cooking shows; definitely not something home-cooked.
“Damn, Rich. You’re even pulling out your old culinary school skills for her? You must be whipped!”
So he did actually make this?
“Watch your mouth, Rae. You always give people your best when it’s their first visit to your home.”
“But you haven’t cooked like this in I don’t know how long…..”
“That’s enough, Rae. Anyway, Miss. Jasmine, I hope you like what I prepared.” Ironically enough, the fancily-sauced chicken was my go-to meal when I went out to dinner with the high rollers. It was the only thing that tasted at least a little normal amongst all the usual overpriced, under-seasoned menu items.
“I do. Thank you.” I took a bite and could feel Rich’s eyes
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