You're My Little Secret 3 (6 page)

“You
need some time to figure out what you want or who you want. You seem kind of
confused to me.”

“I’m
confused, but I filed for divorce and moved out to be with you. You sound
stupid right now.
You are
always running
around here telling everybody that you’re grown, but you still doing lil girl
shit. You can’t run back to your mama every time we have a problem.”

“We
didn’t have a problem. You didn’t even give me a chance to tell you what
happened before you went off. Then you taking up for her ass like I was
wrong,
and she was the one that started it.”

“Exactly
how did I take Kennedi’s side? I never said who was right or wrong because I
really didn’t care. The only thing I said was you shouldn’t have been out there
fighting. Don’t try to twist my words. And like I just said, you are
not
walking out that door,” I told her.

She
ignored me and continued to fill up her bag. Unfortunately for her, there was
only one door to get in and out of our apartment aside from the sliding glass
door on the balcony. We were on the top floor so that one was of no use to her.
I walked off and sat on the sofa so I could see her when she came out. After
turning the TV to one of the sports channels, I chilled out and waited to see
what Brooklyn was going to do. I didn’t have to wait long because she came out
of the room about ten minutes later struggling with her bag. I jumped up from
the sofa and pushed it in front of the door before lying down on it again.

“You
better drink some red bull and hope it gives you wings. The only way
you are
leaving out of here is if you fly off of
the balcony,” I said while focusing on the TV.

“You
can’t make me stay here if I don’t want to, that’s kidnapping.”

“Well,
call the police then,” I shrugged.

“Okay,
I will,” she threatened as she stormed off to the bedroom, slamming the door
behind her.

I
laughed because she’s really doing too much right now. There is no way in hell
I’m letting her leave this
house,
and she
knows that. Brooklyn is spoiled rotten, but I don’t give in to her all the time
like her family does. She gets her way with me most of the time, but today is
not that day. Her ass is
wrong,
and I don’t
have a problem telling her. Of course, I was going to go kiss ass and
make up
in a little while, but I wanted to give
her a little time to calm down first.

I
looked down at my ringing phone and rushed to answer it when I saw that it was
the divorce lawyer calling me. He’s a beast with speedy divorces and Cal
recommended him to me personally. I’d spoken to him several times over the past
few
weeks,
so he knew my situation. I
know it doesn’t look good on my end with Brooklyn being pregnant, but he
assured me that he could work it out for me.

“What’s
up Marcus?” I answered on the second ring.

“Hey
Dominic, how’s it going?” He asked.

“I
can’t complain, but I hope you have some good news for me.”

“Well,
I haven’t heard anything from your wife
yet,
so I really don’t have any news. I just wanted to run a few things by you and
give you some advice for when we go to court,” he said.

“Okay,
I’m listening,” I said giving him my undivided attention.

“I
just want you to be prepared for the fight that I know she’s going to put up. She’s
definitely going to bring up your pregnant girlfriend, but that’s her word
against yours. Since you’ve only been married for six
months,
I’m pushing to get an annulment. The only thing that could
possibly stand in our way is your wife’s pregnancy.
Y’all
don’t have any other kids together so that might not be a
problem. You also need to think about how much you’re willing to pay in child
support because that’s going to come up as well,” he rambled.

“I’ll
pay whatever I have to pay to support my baby. Money is not an issue for my
kids. I just don’t want to be supporting Kennedi’s ass for the rest of my life,”
I replied honestly.

“After
only six months of marriage I doubt if she’s even eligible for spousal support.
That’s not enough time to have invested into it.
Y’all
still have separate
accounts,
so that’s a good thing too.”

“True,
but she still has access to view all of my account information. I don’t want
her going to court showing them that I’m supporting Brooklyn before we even get
divorced. That’s not a good look.”

“That’s
another thing I wanted to talk to you about. Until this is
settled,
you need to start using your business account
for all of your purchases. She can view your deposits and balance, but she can’t
view any of your purchases on your business account unless she has an actual
statement from the bank. Whatever you spend
from
your business account just write a check from your personal one to cover it.
That way everything will still balance out.”

“Damn,
that’s a good idea. I should have been thought of that,” I replied impressed
with his work already.

“I
told
you
I got you. That’s what you’re
paying me for,” he chuckled.

After
talking to Marcus for about thirty minutes, I got up to go check on Brooklyn. I
smelled her liquid soap as soon as I opened the door so she must have just
taken a shower. I found her sprawled out across the bed wearing nothing but a t-shirt
and underwear. I stood there for a few minutes watching her sleep while
debating if I wanted to wake her up or not. When she turned her back to
me,
and I caught a glimpse of her
ass,
the decision was easy. I stripped down to
my boxers and climbed into bed with her.

“Wake
up,” I whispered in her ear. She stirred a little, but she still didn’t get up.
When I started pulling at her underwear, her eyes popped open immediately. I
climbed on top of her to make sure she didn’t go anywhere.

“Move
Dominic, I’m not doing nothing with you,” she said trying to push me away. I
ignored her and held her arms over her head and looked her in the eyes.

“You
really want to leave me?” I asked even though I already knew the answer. She
turned her head to the side, but she didn’t answer me.

“Look
at me and answer my question. Do you really want to leave me?” I asked again
while turning her head to face me. She shook her head no, and I was satisfied
with her answer.

“Well,
make that your last
time
saying some shit
like
that,
or we’re going to have a
problem,” I warned her. Breaking up was not an option as far as I was
concerned. Things weren’t always going to be
easy,
and she needed to know that.

 
“You know I love you right?” I said while
staring into her eyes.

“I
love you too, but I’m scared,” she replied.

“Scared
of what Brooklyn?”

“I’m
scared of us being
together,
and I’m
scared to have another baby when I barely know what to do with the first one,”
she confessed with tears threating to fall from her eyes.

I
laid down on my side and pulled her close to me. I hated to hear the sadness in
her voice. She always doubted herself when it came to being a good mother to
our
son,
and I had to take some of the
blame for that. I was so excited when DJ was born that I didn’t give her a
chance to do much. I stepped in and did everything even when she wanted to do
it. He’s the first grandson
of
her
parents and the only grandson
of
mine.
Everybody had him so much that he was never really with her.

“You
don’t have anything to be scared of Brooklyn. We’ll get through all of this
just like we got through everything else. I just want us to be together,
nothing else matters to me more than that,” I replied.

After
talking for most of the night, she seemed to feel a little better.
 
We drifted off into a peaceful night’s sleep
soon after that.

BROOKLYN

I’m
now five months
pregnant,
and my stomach
is really starting to fill out. A few weeks ago it wasn’t very noticeable, but
it’s as clear as day now. Kennedi is three months
pregnant,
and she’s been driving Dominic crazy. She’s still
refusing to sign the divorce papers and it’s stressing him out. That and the
fact that she won’t let him be involved in the baby’s life. She refuses to let
him go with her to the
doctor,
and she
never gives him any updates on her pregnancy. He had to practically beg Tiffany
to tell him her due date. They’re going back to court next
month,
and I’m hoping that he gets some good
news. I hate to see what all of this is doing to him. He’s in a good mood right
now because today is the day that we find out what I’m having. Besides me and
Dominic, his mother is the only one coming with us this time. My parents are on
a
four-day
cruise with DJ and my nieces
so they won’t find out until they come back. My mama is still in her feelings
about me being pregnant at the same time as his wife, but she’ll just have to
get over it.

“Dominic
I want to tell you something that I’ve been thinking about,” I told him as he
drove to Dr. Martin’s office.

“What’s
wrong?” He asked with his voice laced with concern.

“Nothing
is wrong, but I don’t want to know what we’re having. I want us to be surprised,”

“I
can’t do that Brook. That’s all I’ve been thinking about since I found out that
you were pregnant. I can’t go four more months without knowing,” he replied.

“But
I want to be surprised in the delivery room. Don’t you think that would be
nice?” I whined.

“You
can be surprised all you want to. When they tell me I’ll be sure to keep it
from you,” he said seriously.

“That’s
crazy. I’ll know once you start buying stuff. If we don’t find
out,
we can do everything in neutral colors.”

“Just
don’t look at whatever I buy and that shouldn’t be a problem. I don’t care what
you say, I’m finding out the sex of my baby today,” he said with finality.

“Okay
fine, but I still don’t want to know,” I pouted.

Mrs.
Liz was already standing out front when we made it to the clinic. She was on
the
phone,
and she seemed to be upset
about something.

“What’s
wrong Ma?” Dominic asked when we walked up to her.

“That’s
Karen with her evil ass. I called to check on
Kennedi,
and that bitch grabbed the phone. I hate to say it, but that’s one grandchild
that I’m not going to be close to. It’s not that I don’t want to, but I can’t
deal with Kennedi and her mama’s attitude,” she argued.

“It’s
all good. If I have to take them to court to be in my baby’s
life,
then that’s what I’ll do. I’m not about
to play games with them over mine,” Dominic said.

“I’m
sorry Brooklyn, how
you
doing baby?” She
said giving me a hug.

“
She
trippin’ today too,” Dominic answered
before I could.

“I’m
fine Mrs. Liz and I am not trippin’. I just told him that I didn’t want to know
the sex of the baby. I want it to be a surprise,” I replied.

“Y’all
please don’t do this to me.
Nyla and I
are ready to start shopping again,” she said looking at us with pleading eyes.

“We’re
going to find out, she just doesn’t want to know yet,” Dominic assured her.

“Oh
okay, I’m cool with that. Nyla would die if she had to wait,” she said as we
got on the elevator.

Once
the doctor was done with my
checkup,
it
was time for my sonogram. There was a different tech doing it this
time,
and I was told that she was the best.
Dominic had already informed her that I didn’t want to
know,
and she was fine with that.

“Okay,
you can get dressed now Brooklyn,” she told me when she finished. I sat up and
put on my clothes while she sat at the small desk in the corner. After a few
minutes, she handed Dominic an envelope and walked out of the room. He had
whispered
something to his mother before he
opened the envelope that was given to him. Both of them looked at the paper
that was inside before he folded it up and put it in his back pocket. I tried
to see their reaction to what they’d read, but neither of them gave me and
clues. Their facial expression remained the same the entire time. “Did she tell
you what we’re having?” I asked Dominic.

“Yeah,
she told me. Come on so we can get your next appointment from the front desk,”
he replied. After getting my appointment, we saw his mother off before we got
in his truck and left.

“So
is the sex of the baby what you want it to be?” I asked him.

“A
healthy baby is what I want it to be. I told you that the sex didn’t matter.”

“So
is your mama happy?” I asked fishing for clues.

“You
know she’s happy anytime she has a grandbaby,” he replied.

“You’re
starting to piss me off with these vague answers,” I snapped.

“Don’t
get mad
at
me. You said you didn’t want
to know,” he laughed.

“I
mean
y’all
facial expressions didn’t
change so it must be another boy. If it was a girl
y’all
would have been smiling or something.”

“No,
I just told her to keep a straight face no matter what. She did better than I
thought,” he smiled.

“You
make me sick. I knew you had to tell her something. Are you going to tell
everybody else?”

“Yeah,
I’ll tell them if they want to know. If you change your
mind,
let me know. I’ll be happy to tell you too,” he offered.

“No,
I haven’t
changed
my mind. I still don’t
want to know.”

 
“Alright cool, let’s go get something to eat,”
he replied.

I
looked down at my phone at yet another text message from Kevin. He’s been
texting me from all kinds of crazy numbers trying to apologize. At first I
brushed him off, but he started wearing me down after a while. There could
never be anything romantic between us, but I was starting to miss our
friendship. I knew that we could never be best friends again, but I at least
wanted us to be cordial.
 
He tried to
cross the line a few times, but I always shut him down. When I told him that I
was
pregnant,
he said that he wished he
was the
father
like I would ever let that
happen. I hadn’t had sex for months before I got back with
Dominic,
and I still didn’t get pregnant right
away. Kevin has also been begging me to spend some time with him, but that will
never happen either. I kept telling him that we would do lunch just to shut him
up. I forgave him, but I will never forget that he put his hands on me no
matter how many times he
apologized,
and
I let that be known. I also couldn’t let Dominic find out that we were still
talking. He would go crazy if he knew. He still doesn’t know about Kevin
hitting
me,
and I pray that he or my
brothers never find out.

“You
hear me talking to you Brooklyn?” Dominic asked pulling me from my thoughts.

“No,
what did you say?”

“I
asked if you will marry me,” he said.

“You
must be trying to go to jail. Being married to two women is against the law in
Louisiana,” I laughed.

“No,
I’m talking about once my divorce is finalized,” he replied.

“I
don’t know Dominic. That’s kind of
rushing
it, don’t you think?”

“I
don’t think we’re rushing anything. I can’t see myself being with anybody else.
I swear I thought about you the whole time during my wedding and the honeymoon.
I don’t even know why I went through with that shit knowing how I felt about
you. I don’t want to be with anybody
else,
and
I’m not letting you be with anybody
else either. You might as well marry me because you’re damn sure stuck with me,”
he rambled.

“I
guess we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. You’re still married, so I
don’t even want to talk about that right now.”

“So
what if I get divorced like next month or the month after. Would you marry me
before the baby comes?” He asked.

“In
a heartbeat,” I replied honestly.

“That’s
what’s up,” he said as he leaned over to give me a kiss. “Girl you about to
make me put a gun to Kennedi’s head and make her ass sign them papers.”

 
I laughed, but I could tell he was serious.
Dominic was my first everything, so it’s only right that he be my first and
only husband one day.