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“I love you, Chrasmere,” she whispered.

“I love you, too, Ma.”

Chapter Sixteen

KOSHA

My nerves were bouncing off the wall and I was unsure as to why. This wasn’t my first pregnancy, yet I was so scared of what was to come. It could’ve been that I was up in age and knew how risky this was. I wasn’t no spring chicken and my body reminded me of it often. However, I still felt excitement in a sense.

As I lay on the table, I thought about the kind of life I would have with Chrome. He was the protector he’d been since I first met him. Even though he was trying to put a white man’s head through the gravel, he was still protecting his crew, his image, his family. I loved that about him. He meant everything he said and didn’t double down on shit because his point was made the first go ‘round. I loved that about him the most.

Our child was gon’ have a father that provided them with more than necessities. They would have a father who provided them with unconditional love and everlasting support. I could see both of them sharing an unbreakable bond that would make others envious. He was a man and age didn’t play a factor in this at all.

“Okay. Let’s get a good look at the fetus and try to get a due date. How does that sound?” Dr. Ballet asked.

“Good. He’s been dying to know when she’ll arrive.”

“He,” Chrome chimed correcting me.

Dr. Ballet chuckled and said, “I see there’s a debate already. Well, we can find out what you’re having through a blood test. You are well over ten weeks so it’s safe to perform. Would you guys like that or do you want to wait and find out the old school way?”

I looked up at Chrome and he gave me that look. “We can wait,” I answered. He wanted results but, I also knew he trusted the process.

“Alrighty. The gel is cold,” she warned. It caused me to jump a little once it hit my belly, but I was good. She went to pecking on the keyboard and moving the wand around before she landed on a spot that gave us the purest view of the baby. “The little nugget is growing perfectly. Would you like to hear something cool?” she questioned.

“Like?” Chrasmere was the first to answer.

“This.” Dr. Ballet pressed a button and the sounds of our baby’s heartbeat echoed through the room. It was strong and all my sensitive ass could do was cry. Chrome showered my face with kisses telling me how much he loved me. “The fetus is strong you two. Odd time to start over, but the baby and you are healthy. Keep doing whatever you’re doing because come January the twenty-third, you will have yourselves a new edition.”

“Is that the due date, doc?” Chrome inquired with a smile.

“It is. We’re done here for the day. Would you guys like ultrasounds to take home?”

“Hell yeah. Let me see my baby.” Chrome was too excited, and I loved that for him. He talked to my stomach every night making sure the baby knew his voice. Seeing the baby was only making his day.

Dr. Ballet smiled and printed off at least four pictures for us. The way Chrome couldn’t contain his smile brought me so much comfort. After all me and this man been through, he just wanted to be there and bask in happiness. I made him happy. Our child made him happy. This was the contentment I looked forward to on a daily basis with him.

“I will see you two next month for the next appointment. Kosha, you’re doing great. You’re Zofran should be ready and if you need more prenatals, just ask for a bottle when you schedule your next appointment. Is there anything else you guys need from me?” Dr. Ballet inquired as she wiped the gel from my stomach.

“Nah doc, we straight. ‘Preciate you.”

“My pleasure. Have a good rest of your day.”

“You do the same, Dr. Ballet.” I was smiling just as hard as he was.

She stepped out and Chrome showered me with more kisses. I fell in love with affection again all because of him. Houston damaged me and I’d be damned if this man didn’t come and heal me just by knowing what he wanted with me. There was no games or room for me to wonder. He was always making himself and his needs present.

I was helped down off the table and escorted out the room when I got myself together. Chrome never let my hand go and I felt relaxed and safe. With him, I didn’t think anything could go wrong. He handled shit and that made me feel like I could be freer than I’d ever been.

We grabbed my medicine and were out the door. Today was the official meet and greet with his parents. Chrasmere and I had been locked in for a while now, but things were just now starting to settle. It was time to meet them and let them in on the pregnancy. They deserved that much respect. They loved their son, and I was sure they’d love their grandchild as well.

Climbing in the car, I immediately kicked my shoes off and got comfortable. My baby took to the driver’s side, and we were pulling into traffic moments later. The cruise through the city was nice. I was seeing more and more of Eastlake with him. It was nice and quiet for the most part. I could see why people moved here.

The traffic was light, so it didn’t take us long to get to Myers Park. I was still shocked that everyone ‘round this way showed up for him and gave so much love. He was really someone they admired, and he was only twenty-five. They showed me how easy it was to love him if I was being honest. Most came through to reciprocate the dedication and time shown.

I did notice that when we finally came to a stop his bike was parked next door. Him living so close to his parents was crazy. It’s like he left the nest because they made him, but he was never really ready. I couldn’t do shit but laugh. That was the one factor he left out.

“Your parents, are they gon’ chew me up? Take me home if they are. Hell, we’re the same age, I won’t tolerate disrespect.”

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