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  “I ain’t got any sympathy for your ass. You brought this shit on yourself trying to pin a baby on me thinking it would bring us back together. I don’t know why y’all women think a baby can keep a man. That shit does nothing but complicate things. Your plan failed and Kimora and I are still together. Grow the fuck up,” he said walking off towards his car.

  His words stung me like a wasp. A tear slid down my cheek as my daughter cried that I wasn’t picking her up right away. Anger filled my body as I floored the gas pedal and drove in Neron’s direction. He hurriedly jumped in his car as I drove passed him. I wasn’t going to hit him, but I wanted to scare him and I did just that.

  Fuck him!

  Chapter 22

  Neron

  Every time I tried to be cordial to this woman, she made me regret it. I couldn’t stand Gabriela’s thirsty ass. I drove home pissed off. I had to lie to Kimora and tell her that I was running to the Barbershop to pop up on my employees and see how things were doing. It wasn’t a total lie because I was going to drop by the barbershop, but I failed to mention that I was meeting Gabriela first. I just didn’t want to hear Kimora’s mouth.

  I drove to my barbershop with Gabriela on my mind. We needed to get this DNA test done. I glanced at Magdalena in the back seat when I was talking to her mother earlier and no doubt she was a cute little girl, but she just didn’t look like me.

  I grabbed my cell phone that was resting on my console and dialed Gaby’s number. There was no use in blocking my number anymore since her crazy behind had it already. I shook my head thinking about how sneaky Gaby was. She could work for the CIA or secret service.

  “What?” She barked into the phone.

  “Gurl, kill all that shit. You just tried to run me over. Fuck you got an attitude for?” I replied raising my voice.

  “I’m sorry. I wasn’t going to hit you. I just wanted to scare you,” she said lowering her voice.

  “You wild man. That shit ain’t cool. I swear you be trying the shit outta me and one day you gonna push the wrong button and I’ma lay you out,” I said irritated.

  “Whatever Neron. You’re definitely not about that life,” she replied, snickering into the receiver.

  There was no use going back and forth with her. I just needed to tell her something.

  “Look tomorrow, we have an appointment to get this DNA test done. I was trying to tell your loopy ass the time and location before you went berserk. You need to be there with the baby at eleven o’clock. I’m paying for everything,” I said, turning into my business.

  “I can’t believe you doubt Magdalena, Neron. How can you not see the resemblance?” She asked.

  “Cut all that out. I don’t trust you. Hell, I don’t trust anyone that would break into their ex’s house and fuck them to make a baby,” I added, getting pissed off.

  There was silence.

  “Gaby, I know you hear me. Be there tomorrow at eleven,” I repeated.

  “I’ll be there. I want an apology when the test comes back that she’s your daughter,” she countered.

  “Nah, never that. The only thing that will change is that I will be in my daughter’s life. That’s it. Look, I gotta go. I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said cutting off my car.

  “Okay. I love you,” she replied.

  I rolled my eyes. This chick just didn’t get it.

  “Goodbye Gabriela,” I said hanging up on her.

  I closed my car door and stood in front of my barbershop, admiring my company. Business was booming and the money was coming in great. There was no doubt that I could take care of another baby if Magdalena were mine. Tomorrow was the day.

  *

  “Neron, it’s your turn,” I heard Kimora mumble in her sleep. Our son was crying and it was my turn to feed and change him.

  “I got him, baby,” I murmured as I sat up and wiped the sleep out of my eyes. I swung my feet over the bed and yawned.

  “Okay lil man, daddy’s here,” I said picking up my son. He was growing into his looks and had a head full of curly hair. He had my complexion and Kimora’s family trait of long twisted eyelashes.

  I warmed up some breast milk and proceeded to change him. I looked at the clock on our dresser and it was almost nine in the morning. Gabriela better have had her ass ready for this DNA appointment.

  After I fed and changed my son, he was soon fast asleep and snoring. What eight-week-old baby snored? My son, that’s who! He definitely was my seed. I smiled as I watched him sleep. The sound of my cell phone vibrating diverted my attention from him. I kept it on silent since the baby was sleeping in our room in his bassinet. Kimora wasn’t ready for him to start sleeping in his nursery.

  Before I could answer, Kimora, who had gone to the restroom, answered. I already knew it was about to be some shit.

  “What bitch?” Kimora asked. She was straight to the point as she exited our bedroom, careful not to wake our sleeping son.

  “Well, good morning to you boo,” I heard Gaby reply loudly into the phone.

  “Nah, bitch you don’t deserve no greeting you THOT! What do you want with my man?”

  “Put our baby daddy on the phone hoe. I don’t owe you any explanation,” I heard her say.

  I quickly snatched the phone from Kimora because I knew my baby’s patience. She was about to flip.

  “What Gabriela?” I asked, annoyed.

  I put the phone on speakerphone so Kimora could be included. I ain’t have time for Kimora to start tripping on me, thinking I was secretive or some shit.

  “My car has a flat tire. I need a ride to the DNA appointment unless you want to reschedule,” she said.

  She knew what she was doing. I shook my head as I looked at Kimora. She was pissed.

  “Look, I’ll come and get you. Be ready,” I said hanging up.

  Kimora stomped off towards the kitchen and started making a pot of coffee.

  “Baby, just hear me out,” I said.

  “Hear what out? That crazy, psycho, delusional ass bitch wants you and you’re falling for her every move,” she replied, slamming a coffee mug down on the granite top counter.

  “First off, I’m not falling for anything. I just want to see if this child is mine. If I have to give her a ride, so be it. You need to trust me,” I said walking up on her to her and grabbing her chin.

  She sucked her teeth.

  “Look, too many men in this world let a crazy chick like Gabriela run them away from being a part of a child’s life or doing something simple as taking a DNA test. I’m not that type of man. I’m having the results sent to me, so after today I won’t have to deal with her anymore if the child isn’t mine. If she is, I’ll be taking her to court. I’m just trying to do the right thing,” I replied kissing her softly on the lips.

  “I love you Kimora and only you. Always have,” I said kissing her again.

  “I love you too,” she replied, giving in.

  I placed Kimora on the countertop and opened her fluffy, plum robe. Her trimmed Kit Kat stared back at me. I slipped two fingers inside her and quickly located her G-spot like MapQuest as I curled my fingers in a come-hither motion. I went to work as if I was trying to stroke her belly button from inside her.

  “You like that baby?” I asked watching her mouth form the letter O.

  Satisfied with the way Kimora had her eyes rolling into the back of her head, and lack of response to my question, I smiled. I pulled out my fingers that were now coated with her sweet, sugary juices and stuck my two fingers inside Kimora’s mouth. She sucked them clean.

  “Neronnnnn, the coffee,” she said squirming.

  “Nah, you’ll get your coffee once you feed your man breakfast,” I replied as I dived in like I was on a slip and slide and went to work with my tongue.

  Kimora was too busy moaning that I don’t think she heard a thing I said.

  “Yessssssss,” yelled Kimora as she spread her legs further apart giving me more access.

  “I’m coming!!” She whimpered, fidgeting
around. She grabbed the cabinet knobs on each side of her and flung them open as she held on for dear life as she rode her Orgasm into town.

  I stepped back and laughed at the sight before me. Kimora sat there still holding onto the kitchen cabinet knobs, panting, trying to catch her breath. I walked towards her and helped her down from the countertop. To my shock, Kimora dropped to her knees and pulled down my boxers. She wrapped her right hand around the base of my meat and stuffed me into her mouth. Kimora could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. Her mouth skills couldn’t be duplicated. My knees buckled and I felt like I was going to pass out. She was sucking the life out of me.

  “Damn gurl,” I said with my eyes closed as I tugged on her hair.

  She pulled my member out of her mouth and started to jack me up and down, as she looked me directly in the eyes.

  “I want to remind you of what you have a baby,” she said before she stuffed me back into her mouth and went to work.

  Damn, I was like putty in her hands right now. If she kept this up, I would be the one rescheduling this DNA appointment.

  Chapter 23

  Gabriela

  I was up bright and early, excited to see Neron. I shipped the boys off to school and tidied up my place. I had just finished washing my hair when a brilliant idea popped into my head. I wrapped a towel around my wet hair and ran towards my closet. I pulled out my utility blade and trotted outside to my car and slashed my passenger rear tire. I watched as the tire slowly deflated and smiled. I walked back into the house and called Neron.

  Kimora was a thorn in my side. I hated her ass. She was going to have to get used to me being around because I had another kid by him. That killed her. I know she wasn’t too thrilled about me getting a ride from her man. I was going to seduce him like no other. Now y’all can say I’m crazy and whatever. I don’t care. I love that man. I will do whatever to make him see that I’m the one for him. Kimora was just temporary.

  I just finished curling my hair and tossing on some hip hugging jeans when my doorbell rang. The sound startled Magdalena and she woke up, fluttering her eyes and whining, wanting me to pick her up. I ignored Magdalena and walked briskly towards the door and flung it open without looking out the peephole. There stood Neron with his hands stuffed in his jeans with a serious look on his face.

  “You ready?” He asked, not moving or attempting to walk into my apartment.

  “Yeah, I just have to grab my stuff and we can be out. Come inside,” I said walking off.

  “Nah, I’m good. Just pass me the baby and I can strap her inside the car and will wait for you in the car,” he replied.

  I sucked my teeth. “I don’t bite Neron,” I said turning around and smiling at him seductively as I grabbed the baby and put her into her car seat.

  Neron didn’t respond as he took the baby from me and walked off in the direction of his car. I shook my head. This is going to be harder than I thought. I grabbed my belongings and walked outside. The bright sun beamed down on my face. I tossed on my sunglasses to protect my eyes. I hate this heat.

  I made it to Neron’s car and saw him turning around and looking at Magdalena and making silly faces. I smiled seeing him interact with her. I slipped into the passenger seat and placed a pacifier into Magdalena’s mouth and strapped on my seatbelt.

  “You look good baby daddy,” I said eyeing him.

  He had just got a fresh tape up and smelled all good. I smiled when I looked down and saw his dick print through his pants. Damn, I missed that shit, but he was definitely not feeling me right now because my comment made his jaw tighten. He really was uncomfortable around me. I didn’t know why.

  “I guess you’ve been in my closet because we’re matching,” I said trying to lighten the tension in the car. We both were sporting blue jeans with a red shirt.

  He didn’t respond. He just kept his eyes on the road. He didn’t even have any music on.

  “Neron? Why are you giving me the silent treatment?” I asked dumbfounded.

  “Gaby, man, is you really that clueless? You just tried to run me over yesterday! You tried to ruin the grand opening of my barbershop, you crashed Kimora’s baby shower, you’ve drugged Kimora, you had her arrested, and you broke into our home and then fucked me! Now I might have another baby with your ass. I don’t fuck with you. It’s hard for me to even be this close to you without wanting me to choke your ass out,” he said as calm as he could muster up.

  I sat quietly and took in his words.

  “I only did those things because I love you,” I replied turning my body to look at him.

  “Well, I don’t love you,” he replied matter-of-factly as we pulled up to the DNA testing center. His words broke my heart. A tear slipped from my cheek as Neron hopped out of the car and picked up the baby. I followed behind him as we went inside and checked in.

  While Neron signed us in, I sat down and twiddled my thumbs. I hated rejection. I’ve been rejected my whole life. I was sick of it. I smirked watching Magdalena smile in her sleep. I was going to love her and give her the best life I could. I wanted to make things work with Neron even more now that she was here.

  Neron sat down across the room and scrolled through his phone. I know he was probably texting Kimora. I shook my head. Within ten minutes, Neron’s last name was called. He walked towards me and picked up the baby carrier and we all trotted in the back. The process was quick as Neron and Magdalena got the insides of their cheeks swabbed. Neron put a rush on the test and we were going to have the results in a few days.

  After leaving the DNA testing center, I sat in the back of the car and fed Magdalena a bottle. She was really fussy and cranky and she was putting my plans on hold that I had for seducing Neron. Neron said not one word the entire drive back to my place.

  We pulled up to my apartments and he helped carry Magdalena to the front door. I had to think of something quick because I didn’t want him to leave me just yet.

  “Neron!” I yelled as he was descending the stairs.

  “What?” He barked.

  “Um, do you mind putting the spare on my car, please?” I begged, pouting.

  “Find somebody else to do it,” he shot back.

  “Neron, I have nobody else to ask,” I said sadly. Damn, I couldn’t even get him to change my tire when he used to wait on me hand and foot when I was pregnant with Mia.

  “Where’s your keys?” he asked turning around and walking back up the stairs. I smiled on the inside. I hurried and unlocked the front door and passed Neron my car keys. Magdalena was knocked out so I left her in her car seat and sat it on the floor by the couch. As I was preparing to walk out the front door, my cell phone rang and Renee’s name flashed across the screen.

  “Hello,” I said answering.

  “Yasssss, murder this pussy!” I heard Renee moaning.

  I took the phone from my ear and scrunched up my face. I know that bitch didn’t just call me to prove that she was getting some dick. I put the phone back to my ear and was about to hang up when I heard a familiar voice.

  Nah, this can’t be happening. As I was about to reply, the call disconnected. I was shaking. I squeezed the phone so hard that I was sure it was going to crack. I wiped the beads of sweat from my forehead and decided to deal with that shit later. Right now, I needed to try and seduce Neron and get him in my bed, but best believe, I was about to show up and show out on Renee.

  That bitch swore she was my friend though! Tried to tell me to stay to myself at the job because all the females did was gossip and hate. Now, I see why she said that because she was a hoe! She was dick crazy and scandalous and was probably fucking all the females’ men from the job. How dare she fuck Paul knowing I was feeling that man! Why would he do that? Why was it okay for these bitches to keep stealing my man?

  I swallowed a lump in my throat and pushed Renee and Paul to the back of my mind. I’ll definitely deal with that later. I ran outside to see Neron jacking up my car, preparing to put on my spare tire. He looked so damn
good. I walked up to him and tried to pass him a bottle of cold water.

  “No thank you,” he replied.

  I sat the water on top of the car and started to massage his shoulders. He jerked away from me and stood up.

  “You bitch,” I heard.

  I turned around and saw Kimora running towards me from her car. I guess that bitch was watching us the entire time and I didn’t notice. I didn’t have a chance to react when she punched me dead in the face. I charged at her and we tussled, pulling hair and cursing at each other.

  “You stupid bitch! I trust Neron, I don’t trust you,” said Kimora, who was now swinging wildly at my face.

  I was eating those hits though. I tried my best to fight back, but she was like a wild Pit-bull. I managed to hit her a few times, but nothing compared to the ass whopping she was serving me.

  I saw Neron standing there watching the fight as if he was enjoying it.

  “Get her off me!” I yelled. He slowly walked towards me as if he’d seen enough and attempted to break us up, but Kimora had a lock of my hair and began dragging me across the hot pavement. I felt the skin on my knees being ripped open. I tried to grab whatever I could on her body to fight back, but it was no use. She had whooped my ass again.

  “Bitch, I had written an IOU on that ass bitch! I told you I was coming for you. You up here trying to seduce my man bitch. Yeah, Neron knew I was following y’all because I know you. You’re a sneaky bitch,” She roared. I felt blood trickling down my chin and touched my face. It was coming from my nose.

  I felt someone pull me off the ground as Neron pulled Kimora back, finally separating us. Neighbors had come outside to be nosey and probably got a good show. My knees were bleeding and some of my hair was scattered across the parking lot. This bitch had pulled out some of my real hair.

  “What the fuck are y’all doing?” Yelled my ex-neighbor, Ryan.

  Ryan was a cutie though. Everyone compared him to the singer August Alsina.

  “Mannnn, this doesn’t concern you,” Kimora fired back.