Light Skin Baby Daddy

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Picks up where it left off..

*JACE P.O.V.*

How could I not know!

I turn around towards Chris placing my hands around his arms.

Jace: Chris you have to call Don.

Chris: Don't work like that.

Jace: Fuck you mean it don't work like that!?

Chris: He calls us. Nobody calls him.

Jace: That doesn't make any Fuckin sense. This is an emergency.

Chris: Are you dead?

He smirks down at me.

Jace: Ugh!

I push him away from me.

Jace: I have to call East.

Chris: I'm not letting you call a nigga that's tryna kill me.

Jace: You can just leave me at a Fuckin grocery store for all I care and I can call him to get me.

Chris: Yeaa but then that puts me in hot water with Don. Can't do that either.

Silence.

Jace: You knew...

He grabs the apple slices out the fridge and begins to munch on em.

Chris: Knew what?

Jace: You knew I was pregnant at the block party.

Chris: Anybody with eyes & half a brain could tell you were pregnant.

Jace: You a expert on pregnant bitches now?

Chris: I'm an expert on studying people...

He puts down the plate and slowly walks up to me. I tense up.

Chris: When you came to pick up that fake DNA test you looked different...you smelled different..you sounded different but now

I look around realizing Chris had me backed into a corner again. He towered over me lookin down at me. He smelled like he took a fresh shower.

Chris: Skin glowing.

He brushes his finger lightly across my collarbone.

Chris: Smell different..

I could feel his lips inches from my ear down to my shoulder taking in my scent. I freeze. I look down seeing a slight bulge in his sweats and my eyes almost pop out of my head. Is he getting..

Chris: And your nipples (chuckles) they could cut through glass.

I look down at my nipples hard as rocks.

Jace: UGH!

I push him off me and cover my breasts.

Chris: We both knew that night. You felt the same thing I felt. Funny how you left that detail out to yo lil husband.

*FLASHBACK*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jace: Chris...

My voice shook so bad.

Chris: Hey Mama.

I felt my knees tremble like any moment I was going drop. He held me close with his hand spread across my stomach. I couldn't recognize if it was a flutter or a shock I felt in the pit of my stomach that I've never felt before. We both got deathly quiet as he looked down at me looking down at his tattoo'd hand on my stomach. We hear screams from the street and our attention reverts back to the street.

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