Page 85 of Her Loyalty

"What?" I asked with a smile.

"Don't start that shy shit. If you hungry, I'a get it for you. Just tell me, baby."

"Okay, fine. I just want a hot dog though." I finally admitted and he couldn't help but to laugh.

"Aight, punk."

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6am

Next morning

Sitting in the living room, I watched as Dom came in and out of the house sporadically. He was simply handling business this morning and I could no longer sleep, so here I was up. Usually I would feel away about "business" but he wasn't doing itin frontof me so I didn't mind. Plus he want expecting me to be up this early so I wouldn't fault him for his timing.

I'd just asked if he could hurry up though so he could tend to my sick self.

"What's up, T?" Deja spoke as she came down the stairs, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Oh, hey." I spoke unsure like since she and I still weren't on the best of terms. We remained cordial though, enough to be in the same spaces at the same time.

"How are you?" She asked, plopping down on the opposite couch while I raised my eyebrows.

"Oh, I'm fine. Just feeling a little queasy." I admitted, considering I'd been throwing up the entire morning.

"I know I heard you earlier in the bathroom. You good?" She asked and I nodded.

"Yeah. It must've been that food we ate last night." I told her, looking down at my hands.

Dom and I ended up going to a restaurant last night and he wined and dined me until I couldn't eat anymore. So I figured all of that eating finally got the best of me this morning.

"Yeah?" She asked, making me look up at her.

"Yeah.."

"Okay." She dismissed it, standing to her feet. I then watched as she walked out of the door.

As she did, my mind wandered, remembering that my period was late again for the second time in two months.

Fuck.

"Deja." I called since she'd left the front door opened.

"Yeah?" She asked, peeking in and I slowly motioned for her to come to me.

When she did, she sat down on the couch beside me as I took a deep breath and looked down at my hands.

"I think I might.." I trailed off, collecting my words.

"I think I might be-"

"Pregnant." She blurted, making me quickly look up.

"Right?" She asked, making me narrow my eyes.

"What made you ask that?" I couldn't help but to ask.

"The way you was throwing up this morning."

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