Eriq“The apartment he bought was this one,” she trails off, leaving me stunned.“What?” I jump to my feet. “This is that apartment?” She nods.“But you’ve been here before. Didn’t you recognize it?”“I’ve never seen it. I was always too busy to come when we were together, and after we broke up, I didn’t want to see my ex’s love nest.”“Oh,” I mumble. I can’t imagine how she must feel being here, in the apartment he shared with another woman—and worse, finding me, the guy who dumped her, living in it. I glance at her, trying to read her, but she won’t meet my eyes.“Are you okay?” The words slip out before I can stop them. She lifts her gaze to mine, staring for a moment. Her mouth opens as if to speak, but she hesitates and keeps staring.“Ami?” Jaden says, breaking the silence between us.“I’m fine. It’s been over a year.”“Oh.” Over a year since they split. Does that mean the baby isn’t Xoi’s? Then who’s the father? Is he still in the picture?“So, about the apartment,” Jaden says,
AmaijaI glance at him from the corner of my eye. How strange is it to keep running into the man whose baby I’m carrying? I didn’t expect to see him again after that night, yet here he is, in the flesh, right beside me. I knew this place looked familiar when Jaden pulled up, but his being here isn’t that too much of a coincidence? It’s like the universe is shoving us together, but we keep screwing it up. Now I’m evicting the father of my child. I sigh—great, so much for any future we might’ve had. If he didn’t hate me before, he probably does now. Maybe I dodged a bullet. If he bolted when he found out I was pregnant, imagine how he’d react if he knew he was the father.“So, where’s the father?” My eyes widen. Can he read my mind?“Huh?”“The father of your baby.”“Umm…” I bite my lip nervously, unsure of what to say.“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. I was just making conversation.”“Ah… It’s not that. The father—he’s not in the picture.” I settled on the absentee father
AmaijaI sneak a peek at him as we climb the steps, still in disbelief that this is happening. Just hours ago, I was trying not to think about him after he ditched me at the club, and now I’m getting the chance to live with him and know the other half of the child I’m carrying. When I started this journey, I never expected this opportunity, so I plan to make the most of it. One day, when you ask who he is, I can tell you all about this time we shared—that Daddy’s a great guy. He was so concerned about a woman he’d only met twice and a baby he didn’t know was his. I wonder how he’d react if he found out. Would he be happy? Would he want to be in the baby’s life? Who am I kidding? If he wanted a wife and child, he’d have them instead of donating his sperm.“Ami… Ami.”“Huh?” I look up at him, confused.“The door,” he says, pointing at my front door.“Oh.” I quickly open it, step inside, and wait for him to follow.“I’ll get you a set of keys.” I head toward the living room, then remember
Ami“So, what would you like to eat?” he asks as we enter the kitchen. He releases my hand, and I immediately feel like something is missing.“Ami?”“Huh?”“What do you want?” he asks as he heads over to the refrigerator and opens it.“I’ve been on a pasta and pizza bender since I got pregnant,” I say, taking a seat at the kitchen island.“Pizza and pasta?” he repeats, poking around in the fridge.“Yeah, I think I’m addicted—or the baby is. I’ve been craving everything with carbs lately. By the time I have this baby, I’ll be seventy pounds heavier.”“Come on, you won’t gain seventy pounds. And even if you do, you’ll still be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on,” he says, closing the refrigerator. I stare at him, stunned, unsure how to respond to a compliment like that. He clears his throat after a couple of minutes of silence has passed.“Most beautiful…” I whisper, just loud enough for him to hear.“Don’t put me on the spot. I’m sure you’ve heard that before,” he says awkw
Eriq “Very single,” I whisper as I lean in closer. My eyes drift to her lips—those lips I keep dreaming about, aching to taste again. They’re right there. All I have to do is lean in a bit more. Just a —just more. I’ve wanted to kiss her all day. Whenever she smiles, I want to pull her into my arms and kiss her senselessly, but logic always stops me. She’s pregnant, with a boyfriend—someone she met after I ditched her. I have no right to want or expect more. I shouldn’t want anything, but one look at her makes me greedy. I want her, and from the way she’s looking at me, I’m starting to think maybe I have a chance.—just one kiss. I inhale and lean closer, our lips almost brushing.*Ding dong.* The doorbell rings. I jump back, startled by the sudden noise as Ami turns her head toward the door. “I should get that,” she says. I want to tell her not to go. I want to pull her into my arms and kiss her, but the confidence I had moments ago vanishes. Why would she want me? I’m just so
EriqI arrive at Vincent’s an hour and a half later. Violet is my cousin Vincent’s only child. She’s been attached to me since she was a baby, and I adore her. Whenever I have free time, I spend it with her, having tea parties or dancing.“Zio!” I smile as a chubby little girl with brown hair and big brown eyes comes running toward me.“Zio, you’re okay!” she says, latching onto my leg. She’s probably been waiting there all day since she saw the fire.“But I was worried. The fire was so big,” she adds.“Of course I am. Your Zio is big and strong,” I say, picking her up and kissing her cheek. She’s so sweet.I hope when I have a daughter, she’s as sweet as this little cutie. I smile as an image pops into my head—a little girl with green eyes and big, blonde-brown curls. A girl who looks like Ami. I know I’m getting ahead of myself. Just because her brother welcomed me into the family doesn’t mean Ami and I will end up together or have an adorable daughter with her eyes and smile. But a
EriqI open my eyes slowly and glance at the unfamiliar industrial pipe above my bed. Where…? I turn to my left and realize I’m in the bedroom at Ami’s apartment. It’s amazing how much has changed in one day. Yesterday started like any other, then I saw her again, moved in with her, cooked for her, and even kissed her. I smile, remembering our kiss last night, but my smile fades when I recall her calling out for the father of her child. She wants him, not me—and he’s probably better for her and the baby than I’ll ever be. After all, I’m broke, homeless, living in her apartment, with a crazy cousin who burned down my—shit, Flavio. That lunatic won’t stop until I join him. I can’t stay here and put Ami and the baby at risk. I need to tell her and find somewhere else to stay—maybe with Glen, or perhaps my parents’ place is best. Flavio’s unhinged, but he wouldn’t burn down their house. I should stay there until I figure things out, but first, I have to break the news to Ami.I don’t want
I wait for the door to close and a few minutes to pass before I turn around to face Vector.“Before you say anything, I can explain,” he says as I glare at him.“Okay, explain to me why you can’t trust my choice. Explain why you think I’m a fool. Go ahead. Explain why you’re telling someone I brought here to get out of my company!” I shout, seething with anger.“It’s our company. We’re partners, and of course, I don’t think you’re a fool. I just don’t want you to get hurt again.”“I brought Eriq here as an employee, not a potential boyfriend for you to grill. Even if I were interested in him, it’s none of your business. Whether my heart breaks a million times, it’s none of your business.”“Don’t say that!” he yells. “Of course it’s my business. I care about you.” I exhale sharply.“I know you think of me as a little sister.”“I don’t.”“What?”“I don’t think of you as my sister,” he says as he steps closer to me. I stare at him, stunned.“I’ve never thought of you as a little sister, a
AmiPanic and disbelief crash over me as Brin’s words echo in the night air. Eriq waking up right then doesn’t help. He blinks, dazed, realizing Brin and I are half-carrying him between us.“Ami?” he mumbles, glancing at Brin.My heart races. Did he hear her? How’s he going to take this? Maybe he’ll be happy—I cling to that tiny hope. It’s not the perfect moment, but I was going to tell him eventually, so maybe this is fine.“The baby,” he says, reaching out to touch my stomach.“Eriq—I was going—” I start, but he leans in and kisses me. It’s soft, warm, and sends a whirlwind of feelings through me—confusion, surprise, and something deeper. Does this mean he’s okay with it?“Eriq?” I whisper as our lips part. “Are you…”“I love you.” He smiles, resting his head on my shoulder.Relief floods me, washing away my fears. His second “I love you” tonight hits me hard—he loves me, and he’s fine with being the father. It’s like a boulder’s been lifted off my chest, and the emotions I’ve been
AmiWe stumble out of the tenth store of the day, bags in hand. I didn’t want to come out, but I’ve had a blast. Shopping and lunch with the girls felt amazing—it’s been ages since we’ve all been together like this. Now, though, I’m ready to head home and crash with my man. I wonder how he’s holding up. Dad promised to keep an eye on him, so I hope he’s okay.“Where should we go now?” Aunt Kenya asks, snapping me out of my thoughts.Where should we go? I frown. “I think we should head home. I’m tired, and my feet hurt.”“Tired?” Aunt Kenya raises an eyebrow. “You’ve been sitting most of the time. How are you tired? More like you’re itching to get back to that man of yours. You can survive a few more hours without him.”“Auntie!” I yelp, my face heating up.She laughs, loud and unapologetic, shaking her head. “You’ll see him soon enough. Come on, we’ve got five more stores to hit today.” She strides off.“Mom,” I groan as the others follow Aunt Kenya.“We’ll head back soon, sweetie. We
EriqI can’t stop smiling as I peel the potatoes. Her mother likes me. I’ve got one ally in my mission to win over Ami.“Mom!” Jaden bursts into the kitchen, snatches the peeler from my hand, and glares at me.What’s his problem? He’s acting like he did the first time we met.“Mom, why didn’t you tell me you needed help? Why’d you ask him?” he demands, his eyes still boring into me.“I didn’t ask him. He offered. You can help if you want, but he’s already on the potatoes. Why don’t you make the dough for the fried dumplings?” Mrs. Klein suggests.“Okay, Mom.” Jaden tosses the peeler down, walks over to her, and kisses her cheek.I shake my head, bewildered, before resuming my task. We work together in near silence for a while.“Are you two done?” Mrs. Klein asks after some time.“Almost,” I reply, glancing at the potatoes. “Only three left. Anything else you need done?”“I’m nearly finished, Mom. You can have me do it instead,” Jaden says, rushing over with flour-covered hands.“You ca
EriqI glance back at Ami, and sure enough, she looks worried. Our eyes meet, and I offer a reassuring smile before her mother pulls me away. Judging by Mrs. Klein’s warm attitude toward me, I don’t think this will be as bad as Ami fears, but I know she’s anxious for my sake. It means I hold some place in her heart, even if she doesn’t love me yet. That thought gives me hope—hope that soon I can tell her I love her. I’ve been holding back for weeks, and it’s starting to feel suffocating to keep those three words inside.“I bet he’s Asian,” someone says as we approach the family room.“No, this one’s white,” Jaden replies.“White? That’s new. How old is he?”“I don’t know,” Jaden admits.“I bet two hundred and fifty thousand he’s twenty-four.”“I’ll take that action.”“No, you’ve already met him, so you and Zara are excluded.” I chuckle, amused by their banter. They remind me of my own family. I guess all families are alike, no matter how much money they have.“So, 250—who’s in?”“Ahem.
AmiI pull on my pants, then my shirt, and grab my shoes. We’re getting ready to leave for Jamaica soon. I frown. Two weeks with my overbearing family isn’t my idea of a good time, especially since I’m still a bit annoyed that Mom felt the need to blackmail me into going. She can be so frustrating, but I can’t stay too upset. Eriq was right—the entire family rearranged their schedules just so I could be there. Even if it’s overbearing, it’s sweet.I feel a gentle stretch at the corner of my belly, pulling me from my thoughts. I smile as I reach down and touch my stomach. Every time I feel them move, it fills me with joy. Our baby.“Daddy and I can’t wait to meet you,” I say softly. A sigh escapes me, my heart heavy with the secret I’ve kept. I haven’t told Eriq this is his baby. I meant to, but then his father got sick, and Mom changed the trip’s date, so the timing never felt right. I can’t drop this news on him and expect him to handle two weeks with my family at the same time. I’ll
EriqI inhale deeply, trying to calm myself as I stare at the arrogant jerk smirking at me. I want to punch Flavio’s teeth in for what he pulled today. However, they outnumber me and are probably all armed. I glance at the three men in the room: one by the door, whom I recognize from the picture, and two others standing behind him.“Welcome to the family business,” Flavio says.“The family business is an auto shop, Flav. What the hell was that today?”“This is the new family business. Your little friend will remain untouched if you comply.”Anger surges through my body. I clench my jaw, resisting the urge to lunge at him.“I already told you I’m not interested in whatever nonsense you’re involved in. This isn’t the life I want to live.”“Are you living the life you want now? I’ve seen that pretty little thing you’re with. What will happen when she needs money for her hair or nails, but her boyfriend is broke?” I chuckle at the thought of Ami needing money from me.“You won’t find it fu
EriqMy heart nearly stops. I sprint out of the room, ignoring Glen’s shouts as I race for the door. What if Flavio kidnaps her? I’ve never seen him physically harm anyone, but he once set my apartment on fire to get what he wanted. What else might he be capable of? I should’ve known better than to bring her here. I should’ve suspected he might be watching Glen. I should’ve moved away to keep her safe, but I stayed because I couldn’t bear to leave her. Now she’s in danger, and it’s all because I couldn’t stay away. If he touches her, I swear… I gritted my teeth as I bounded down the last flight of stairs and burst out of the building. I run to the car—she’s not there. I scan the area, but she’s nowhere in sight. Grabbing my phone, I dial Flavio’s number. He picks up after the second ring.“Where the hell is she?” I demand.“So, she is important to you?” he taunts.“I swear, if you lay a finger on her, I’ll bury you six feet under.” My voice shakes with a mix of anger and fear.“Finally
“She did what? How do you know it’s broken?” Eriq asks, holding the phone to his ear. “Well, I’m in the middle of something. I’ll let you know.” He pulls the phone away as his friend’s voice rises in a frantic scream.“What’s wrong? Is it an emergency? We can cut our date short,” I offer, concerned.“It’s…” He hesitates, then presses the speaker button so I can hear.“Are you seriously going to leave me here?!” Glen shouts through the phone.“Yes, call your parents,” Eriq replies coolly.“I don’t want my parents to see me like this!”“Then call an ambulance. I’m busy. I told you to stop picking up random women.” I furrow my brows, puzzled. What does a random woman have to do with this?“She was hot, and you know our health insurance is terrible. I can’t afford the emergency room fee—especially after getting robbed,” Glen whines.“A woman robbed him?” I ask, stunned.“Yes, and she also, according to him, broke his, um…” Eriq trails off, looking uncomfortable.“Broke what?”“His… his… uh
Finally, Ami and I are going on a date. It’s a bit late considering everything we’ve already shared, but better late than never. I just hope she enjoys it. She’s accustomed to the finest experiences, and I’m certain this won’t measure up to some of the extravagant dates she’s been on. Still, I hope it’s enough because she deserves nothing less than the best. My smart, loving, tough cookie with a heart of gold. My little weirdo. The memory of her crawling into my room on all fours makes me chuckle. I couldn’t believe she was the one sneaking off with my shirts, but knowing my scent comforts her fills me with the greatest joy. It means she’s attached to me. Maybe this thing between us will grow into something more than a fling. For me, it already has, but I can’t quite read her. I know she likes me, yet I’m unsure how deep her feelings run. I want to ask, but I’m afraid of what she might say. I shake my head, pushing away thoughts of the future. I need to focus on the present and make to