and unclenched his hands around the arms of
the chair.
“Alexis..." She heard the warning in his voice,
but that was what gave her the courage she so badly needed right now. She was
not going to let him intimidate her!
“Amir…” she mocked him, using the same tone as he.
“You want to know why? Why I never told you that I was pregnant? Why would I,
is more like it.”
Amir’s head snapped back as if she'd physically
slapped him. He stood up to his full height then took a couple of steps back as
if he didn’t trust himself to be in such close proximity to her. Alexis let out
an audible sigh of relief once he was several feet away.
“What in the hell is that supposed to mean?” His voice
was still dangerously low.
Alexis was able to think clearer now that he wasn’t in
her space. “It means exactly what I said. Why would I tell you I was pregnant?
The last words I remember you saying were, ‘no bitch is ever gonna whip me.’
That is correct, isn’t it? That’s all I was to you. Another ‘bitch’ you’d managed
to fuck on spring break? And oh, let’s not forget the bonus you got.”
“First of all, that’s not why we’re in here. If
you’d given me a chance to talk to you these last couple of weeks, I would’ve
apologized! Don’t try to purposely confuse the issue!”
When Alexis stood up and turned her back to him, he
stalked over and spun her around. “Why didn’t you tell me I had a son?!”
Alexis raised her voice to match his. “And what would
you have done if I’d told you?! Laughed in my face?! Called me a liar. Said I
was easy because I slept with you the first night I met you?!”
“No, I…”
“You would’ve what, Amir? I didn’t even know your last
name, for Christ’s sake.” She let out a hollow laugh. “You just found mine out
a few minutes ago.”
Amir
couldn’t meet her eyes because he knew what she’d said was true. Then his face
hardened, but before he could say a word, she continued.
“And for your information, I did try to find you. I
figured there couldn’t be too many Amir’s who went to Morehouse and played
football. After I found out I was pregnant, I got on a bus and rode five hours
to Atlanta. Once I got to Morehouse, I went to the athletics department, and
asked around until I was directed to a Coach Brown.”
Amir’s look intensified as she mentioned the name of
his college football coach. Coach Brown had been instrumental in helping him
perfect his game to become one of the best collegiate players in his division.
He’d been like a father to Amir. “You came to Morehouse. To find me…”
Alexis squinted as she heard the touch of
skepticism. “Yes. I did.”
Hearing the conviction in her voice and seeing
it on her face, Amir felt an unsettling gnawing in his gut. “Okay. Let’s say
you did come to Morehouse. If you’d spoken to Coach Brown, he would’ve told me.
Hell, he would’ve called me. He knew how to contact me at all times.”
“Oh, I’m sure he did. When I told him my name and that
I was looking for you, he led me back to his office once he saw how upset I
was. He managed to get it out of me that I was pregnant with your child - and
then he called me a gold digging little slut.”
“What?!” Amir shook his head. “I don’t believe you.
Coach Brown would never keep something as important as this away from me.”
Alexis laughed. “He would if he thought it would ruin
your squeaky clean image. He said you were on the ‘fast track to stardom’, and
not only was it a foregone conclusion that you would be a first round draft
pick, but endorsement deals were just waiting in the wings once you signed on
the dotted line. You having a baby out of wedlock would have tainted what he’d
worked so hard to accomplish with you. He said he wasn’t going to let you be
another
the chair.
“Alexis..." She heard the warning in his voice,
but that was what gave her the courage she so badly needed right now. She was
not going to let him intimidate her!
“Amir…” she mocked him, using the same tone as he.
“You want to know why? Why I never told you that I was pregnant? Why would I,
is more like it.”
Amir’s head snapped back as if she'd physically
slapped him. He stood up to his full height then took a couple of steps back as
if he didn’t trust himself to be in such close proximity to her. Alexis let out
an audible sigh of relief once he was several feet away.
“What in the hell is that supposed to mean?” His voice
was still dangerously low.
Alexis was able to think clearer now that he wasn’t in
her space. “It means exactly what I said. Why would I tell you I was pregnant?
The last words I remember you saying were, ‘no bitch is ever gonna whip me.’
That is correct, isn’t it? That’s all I was to you. Another ‘bitch’ you’d managed
to fuck on spring break? And oh, let’s not forget the bonus you got.”
“First of all, that’s not why we’re in here. If
you’d given me a chance to talk to you these last couple of weeks, I would’ve
apologized! Don’t try to purposely confuse the issue!”
When Alexis stood up and turned her back to him, he
stalked over and spun her around. “Why didn’t you tell me I had a son?!”
Alexis raised her voice to match his. “And what would
you have done if I’d told you?! Laughed in my face?! Called me a liar. Said I
was easy because I slept with you the first night I met you?!”
“No, I…”
“You would’ve what, Amir? I didn’t even know your last
name, for Christ’s sake.” She let out a hollow laugh. “You just found mine out
a few minutes ago.”
Amir
couldn’t meet her eyes because he knew what she’d said was true. Then his face
hardened, but before he could say a word, she continued.
“And for your information, I did try to find you. I
figured there couldn’t be too many Amir’s who went to Morehouse and played
football. After I found out I was pregnant, I got on a bus and rode five hours
to Atlanta. Once I got to Morehouse, I went to the athletics department, and
asked around until I was directed to a Coach Brown.”
Amir’s look intensified as she mentioned the name of
his college football coach. Coach Brown had been instrumental in helping him
perfect his game to become one of the best collegiate players in his division.
He’d been like a father to Amir. “You came to Morehouse. To find me…”
Alexis squinted as she heard the touch of
skepticism. “Yes. I did.”
Hearing the conviction in her voice and seeing
it on her face, Amir felt an unsettling gnawing in his gut. “Okay. Let’s say
you did come to Morehouse. If you’d spoken to Coach Brown, he would’ve told me.
Hell, he would’ve called me. He knew how to contact me at all times.”
“Oh, I’m sure he did. When I told him my name and that
I was looking for you, he led me back to his office once he saw how upset I
was. He managed to get it out of me that I was pregnant with your child - and
then he called me a gold digging little slut.”
“What?!” Amir shook his head. “I don’t believe you.
Coach Brown would never keep something as important as this away from me.”
Alexis laughed. “He would if he thought it would ruin
your squeaky clean image. He said you were on the ‘fast track to stardom’, and
not only was it a foregone conclusion that you would be a first round draft
pick, but endorsement deals were just waiting in the wings once you signed on
the dotted line. You having a baby out of wedlock would have tainted what he’d
worked so hard to accomplish with you. He said he wasn’t going to let you be
another
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