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H.E.R  C H A P T E R 37

|Months Later|
•Christina•

"Wassup fat momma." I felt Jordan arms wrap around my waist, and rest right on my big belly. I was now 5 months pregnant. Being pregnant is a beautiful thing if you ask me, but the cramps, swollen feet, and back pain is the part I hate the most. And let's not forget my bladder, I have to go every ten minutes. Literally.

"Jordan." I rolled my eyes turning around. "Stop calling me that, I don't like that name." Ever since I got big, that's all he call me now. It's not even 'fat butt' no more, it's 'big momma'.

"Stop whining." He pecked my lips. "You my fat momma." He walked away from me looking around. "I like what you doing what the store, it's looking real nice."

"Thank you baby, I did it all by myself." I smiled feeling good.

"I know. I'm proud of you baby." He came over to me . "But you need to be resting. You been in here everyday of the week, you gotta chill fat momma. Give it a break, Ard?" He eyed me, then pecking my lips afterwards.

"Okay." I sighed. "I'm just so excited, I wanna' get it Don't right now."

"I know that feeling. That's how I was when I opened my club up, I was working everyday getting shit ready."

"Then why I can't do it then?"I put my hands on my hip looking up at him.

"You pregnant, I wasn't. But you already know smart ass." He grabbed my tote. "Come on get ya keys and turn off the light. We leaving."

"Where we going?" I grabbed my keys then shutting off the light.

"We're going to Subway to get something to eat, then we going to the mall for the baby clothes."

"Why Subway? They sandwiches are not that good."  I looked down at my watch seeing it was going on 4. I did not know I spent that much time in the shop.

"Then where you wanna' go then?" We both began walking toward his car.

"Umm, I was thinking Burger King." I was craving a whopper sandwich with a large fry, ten piece nugget, and a large fruit punch.

"No....no,  that's all you know is fast food. The doctor already told you, you gotta' ease up on that. She said sometimes you can have it, and sometimes you gotta' eat right." He made sure I was buckled up, and then he got into the car.

"What the fuck does the doctor know? She don't know shit, she was busy looking at ya stupid ass." I rolled my eyes. Every time we go to our doctor appointments, all her ugly ass do is eye Jordan down like I don't see her ass.

He squinted his eyes at me. "Christina, I'm not gone tell you again. You getting real reckless wit' ya mouth." He started the car up. "Now I'm not gone ask you again, what do you want? Because if you don't answer me we both getting Subway."

"I don't want nothing else but Burger King. That doctor can't tell me what to eat. I know what my baby like, and what she doesn't like. I got a list in my phone on what she don't like."

He sucked his teeth. "How in the hell you know what she like Christina?"

"Because, the last two times I ate egg salad I threw up."

"Oh my goddd." He threw his head back looking up at the ceiling. "Christina just because you ate that, that doesn't mean she don't like it."