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Chapter 33

The headache that Cam had just gotten rid of was back with a vengeance as soon as Asha got into his truck. She didn’t even say hello before she started going off and making demands. Cam tried to tune her out, but she wouldn’t let him.

“Did you hear me, Camden? We’re moving day after tomorrow and we don’t have enough help. You have to clear your schedule Saturday or send some of your people to come help us,” Asha demanded.

“I don’t have to do a damn thing, but stay half black and die,” Cam calmly replied.

“What am I supposed to do with all your son’s stuff?” Asha questioned.

“The fuck you mean? Move it like y’all plan to move everything else,” Cam answered.

“We can’t move all that stuff by ourselves. You need to come make sure his stuff gets to the house and situated in his room,” Asha ordered.

“See, you’ve been having me fucked up a lot lately. I don’t know what kind of lame ass nigga you take me for, but you already know what’s up with me,” Cam asserted.

“I got you fucked up because I’m asking for help to move your son’s things.” Asha frowned.

“I already agreed to help y’all pay that high ass rent to make sure he’s comfortable. I’m not about to jump every time you think I should, just because I fucked up and nutted in you,” Cam growled angrily.

His migraine had reached a new height and he needed Asha to shut up talking to him.

“So, you regret your son now. Is that what you’re saying?” Asha asked.

“Nah, but I damn sure regret his mama,” Cam acknowledged.

“Well, that’s just too damn bad because you’re stuck with me. And now that we’re on the subject of CJ, we have another problem to address,” Asha informed him.

“What’s the problem now Asha?” Cam asked.

“The bitch that you live with is the problem. She doesn’t like me and she doesn’t try to hide it. I’m not sure if I want my son coming to your house as long as she’s there. She might try to do something to him and I don’t trust that hoe,” Asha snapped.

Demi had already told Cam about running into Asha a few days prior at Target. Asha was talking reckless as usual, but she had met her match with Demi. She had a mouth that was just as reckless, in and out of the courtroom.

“I don’t want you to confuse me being meek with me being weak. Fuck with me if you want to and we’ll be in court before he turns a week old,” Cam threatened, shutting Asha up.

Asha knew that Cam still had a little pull in the courtroom, even though his father had passed. Not only did he have his grandfather, but he now had Demi too. She was done with the conversation, if only for a little while. When they pulled up to the hospital, Asha waited in the truck for Cam to come open her door. When she saw that he was just standing there, she got out and started fussing again.

“I bet you open the door for your bitch, but you can’t even open it for the mother of your son,” Asha argued as she wobbled behind him.

“Who’s fucking Demi? Me or you? Damn, you seem to be more in love with her than I am,” Cam said, making Asha’s heart skip a beat.

“In love? You barely know her ass. It’s bad enough that you moved her in with you, but now you’re in love too?” Asha yelled.

Cam ignored her and walked into the doctor’s office. He and Asha took the elevator up to the third floor and signed in for their appointment. Cam was happy that the waiting room was kind of empty because he didn’t want to sit next to Asha. She seemed upset when she saw him sitting across the room on his phone texting, but she decided to leave him alone.

“Asha Dixon!” the nurse called out a few minutes later.

Asha and Cam got up and followed her to the back. Cam pulled the curtain close, as Asha took off her sundress and put on the hospital gown. Once she was done, she yanked it open and rolled her eyes at him. Cam was acting like he’d never seen her naked and they both knew that wasn’t true. He didn’t seem to be attracted to her anymore and Asha hated that.

“I see that your feet and legs are still very swollen. Have you been laying off the salt and drinking more water like the doctor told you to?” the nurse asked.

“I’ve been trying, but these craving have been driving me crazy,” Asha replied.

“You have to do more than try. Your baby’s health depends on it,” the nurse said as she took Asha’s blood pressure.

“Tell that to my son. If I’m craving something, I don’t stop until I get it,” Asha flippantly replied.

“Well, your pressure is through the roof. You might not be going home today once the doctor sees this. Lay back and relax while I do an ultrasound,” the nurse instructed.

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