She ended the FaceTime call, and I finished packing up my things. It had been a crazy few weeks since Cairo found out Karla and I were dating. Dropping the girls off a day or two early became his norm. He also made himself unavailable for two or three days when it was his turn to have them. A few times, he faked an emergency with the girls to interrupt my time with Karla.
I took everything in stride and supported Karla in whatever ways she needed. Although it was frustrating to make plans only to have to cancel or change them, I never let her see my frustration.
“You ready?” Clinton asked when he appeared at my door.
I nodded. “Let’s go.”
Twenty minutes later, Clinton, Evander, and I entered Smokin’ Dawg, a cigar lounge owned by Evander’s brother-in-law, August. Dominick, Juelz, and August were already seated in one of the back sections.
After we exchanged greetings, I pulled up the app to order some food before heading to the humidor to choose a cigar. When I returned, the fellas were in what appeared to be a heated conversation.
“What’d I miss?” I asked.
“Clinton told Mona he’d get a vasectomy after baby number three. Of course, she told Lariah, and now she’s on my ass to do the same,” Dominick shared.
I shrugged. “It’s not something you’ve ever considered?”
“Not even once,” Dominick announced proudly.
“What about the rest of you?” I asked.
“Norah got her tubes tied after number three. It wasn’t really up for discussion, and I didn’t argue with her. Our three keep us plenty busy,” August offered.
“Austyn wants more kids, and we’ve been playing Russian roulette for a while. If it happens, it happens,” Evander shared.
“We’re done, but neither of us has made any permanent birth control decisions. I’m not opposed to a vasectomy,” Juelz said.
“I’m probably not the one to give advice on this, considering I don’t have a wife or children. I think you should always take your wife’s thoughts and feelings into consideration. I mean, they are the ones who have to carry them, give birth, and possibly breastfeed. It’s their bodies going through everything.”
“I agree. Plus, none of us are getting any younger,” Clinton added. “Speaking of your relationship status . . . how are things going with Karla?”
I smiled at the thought of Karla. “Things are going well between us. She’s still a little gun-shy because of what she went through with her ex, so I’m moving at her pace.”
“Mona was the same way. We connected not long after her divorce, and after a fucked-up marriage, she had no interest in marrying again,” Clinton shared.
“She hasn’t mentioned being opposed to marriage, but I believe she’s concerned with finding the right person and staying married this time,” I said.
“That’s understandable because children are involved,” Evander added.
“True. I haven’t met them yet, but I almost did a few weeks ago. Her ex popped up at her house with them in the car at midnight. I’m sure one of them saw me when I answered the door.”
“The fuck is he doing coming to her house at midnight? Was something wrong with the girls?” Dominick asked, sounding a bit concerned.
“No. He said something about having a feeling Karla was on some bullshit. I guess he thought confronting her about it at midnight was a good move. To top that off, he dropped them off a day early, with no heads up. I had to sneak out so they wouldn’t see me.”
“Something about that doesn’t sound right,” Clinton said.
“He must’ve gotten wind that Karla’s dating again and wanted to fuck shit up,” Evander surmised.
“I assure you, he didn’t hear it from me. When you go over there again, check the bushes and the area around the house for cameras. Cairo is a tech guy, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he installed cameras without Karla’s permission to keep an eye on her,” Dominick said.
“That actually makes more sense than what he said. Karla didn’t dwell on it, but she thought it was odd for him to show up when he did, especially with the girls,” I told them.
“Cairo’s dumbass aside, what are your intentions with Karla?” Dominick asked.
“Honestly, I’ve already fallen in love with her. I’m just waiting for her to join me.”
“I knew you were a goner when you approached Mona and me in Punta Cana asking for Karla’s number. I could tell by the desperation in your voice and disappointment on your face when Mona said she’d take your number instead of giving you Karla’s,” Clinton teased.