Page 1 of Wild Thoughts, Reckless Nights
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One - Jameela
Pregnant?How the hell did I end up pregnant? This couldn’t be happening. I went from being married for eight years, to a worthless piece of shit, to having desert snatch for another five years. Then, the one time I felt like I needed to get out and have some fun, eight weeks later I’m facing a lifelong consequence.
“Kalia, are you serious right now?” I looked at one of my closest friends as if she’d grown two heads in the past twenty minutes.
“Meela, girl… I’m sorry. But according to your hCG levels you are definitely about eight weeks pregnant and will be expecting a baby in about another thirty-two weeks.”
I hung my head. I was about to be forty in three months, and expecting a baby by a man who’s name I didn’t even care to catch… or at least a real name anyway. All I wanted was to get my back blown out after watching my other closest friend bring down a racist ass lawyer and be able to claim her man, or husband rather, for the entire world to see.
Love was in the air, and I was feeling it. I didn’t want to go out and find someone to love me. I just wanted to get my honeypot attended to, get some good head, and some long strokes.
“What am I going to do with a baby at forty?! I work all day every day, even on weekends. What the hell am I going to do with a baby, Kalia?”
“I know this is a shock, Jameela, but you will survive. You are not the only forty-year-old woman to have a baby. But if you don’t want to be a forty-year-old mother, you do have options. Take some time and think about it.”
“Thanks, girl. I am going to go home and get some rest. At least I now know why my ass has been extremely tired. Kenni is going to have a field day with this shit. She has already been looking at me funny for the past few weeks, as if she could see right through to my damn uterus.”
Kalia laughed.
“That girl be knowin’ shit.”
“Girl, all the shit except what she supposed to be knowing.”
We both laughed at that, because she was absolutely clueless to that attorney gunning for her.
“I’m not supposed to be laughing, Kalia. I’m having a mid-life crisis.”
“Girl, go take your behind home and get some rest. Don’t forget to stop past the pharmacy to pick up some prenatal vitamins.”
I groaned. But I knew that’s exactly what my ass was going to do, because while I knew I had options, I also knew without a doubt that I was going to keep my baby. My ex-husband, Brian and I tried to get pregnant for the first five of the eight years we were married. And nothing!
Just my luck, I go out, on a whim, have a one-night stand, which I was completely sober for, and BOOM… my ovaries wanted to come out and play.
Once I settled into the house, I removed my clothes and climbed my butt right in bed.
My mind was taken back to that night. After making sure everything was straight with Kennedy and Andreas after their press conference, and wrapping up some other details at the office, I found myself at my new favorite Korean inspired restaurant, Anju.
I was buzzing with happiness for my best friend and simply enjoying the feeling of love in the air.
However, after having one glass of Korean wine, I was ready to leave. My excitement quickly left once I noticed all of the cute couples cozied up with one another, reminding me that I was two seconds away from going out and getting me a cat.
The atmosphere had me rescind to the fact that I could potentially becomethe cat lady.
That shit was depressing. And just downright pitiful.
I was about to gather my purse, after dropping some cash on the counter.
Yup, time for you to go. Sitting here thinking about owning cats and shit.
I inwardly rolled my eyes and chuckled to myself.
Then I saw him…
My thoughts were snatched from my mind, along with the air in my lungs when I turned and looked at the door.
Skin the color of a rich caramel drizzle, strong masculine facial features with a five o’clock shadow gracing his jaw. And when he smiled… my honeypot wanted to do backflips on the dick.
