I smacked my lips. "Yeah, later. We can bring the tape with us to the resort."

Teddy chuckled. "A'ight freak. You gon' hop in the shower with me real quick? Big Daddy's got a situation he needs you to handle," he chuckled as he pointed down to his hard manhood.

I smirked. "Not now Teddy. I have to give my babies their Valentine's gifts."

Teddy smacked his lips. "They better get themselves a girlfriend or something, they don't need nothing from us. You need to be buying me some more gifts."

I waved him off. "Oh, shut up. You're gonna be getting some of my cootie cat tonight so don't even worry. I think that's beats the stuff I got for the kids."

"I want chocolate too."

"You'll get to lick it off me tonight baby," I smiled, making him smile too.

"A'ight, that sounds good to me," he said as he walked into the bathroom.

I climbed off of the bed and made my way over to the closet so I could get the stuff I bought for the kids. After talking with T3 about what he's been up to lately, I started to feel bad, especially after what he told me about Lindsey. I don't even believe half of what he told me but I know everything he's doing is a cry for attention. The only reason he bought Lindsey up was because he wants more attention and I can understand why. The past seven years have been devoted to Lindsey and her well being and I can understand why T3 would be jealous and why he would need some attention.

I know material things won't make up for anything and they have't since he's still unhappy but I plan on giving him as much attention as I can before he gets too old and resents his family. I can already see the signs and I don't want him to turn out like EJ did. I don't want T3 not speaking to his family for years because he doesn't get the attention he deserves. And I don't want him to resent me, his family or even Lindsey because of what happened to her.

I grabbed the two bags I had for Daniel and T3 and walked out of my room and down the hall to T3's room. It was six in the morning, so I'm sure he was still asleep since he doesn't wake up until like after 12 everyday. I pushed open his bedroom door and found him laid across his bed still asleep like I expected him to be. I sat Daniel's bag outside of the room and walked straight in, still carrying T3's bag in my hands. 

I didn't want to be a bad mother. I wanted to know what's been going on with my son, so before I gave him his gifts, I went straight over to his wallet that was sitting on the night stand. I know he's a heavy sleeper, so he won't wake up if he hears me in here. I hate snooping through his stuff but he's really been starting to worry me lately. And I know the worse thing a woman can do is start snooping through a man's stuff, especially his wallet, but he's not a man. He's a boy and as his mother, I deserve to know what's going on with my son.

I grabbed his wallet and opened it up. He had two twenty dollar bills in his wallet but there was a condom stuffed in between them. I scrunched up my face. I knew it. I knew it. I knew it. I knew he wasn't a virgin. I knew he was trying to get busy with some hoe today but not on my watch. I quietly pulled the condom out of his wallet and slipped it into the pocket of my pajama shorts. As long as I'm around, he's not going to get busy up in my house. The last thing I need to happen is for him to get one of these girls pregnant and I end up being a Grandmother, again. And I'm not taking care of nobody's kids especially when he willingly took part in making them.

But luckily, none of that will happen since I took that condom. The next thing I grabbed was his phone. I really didn't want to go through his phone but I knew I had to. I knew his phone held everything in it, starting with some messages between him and those girls. I grabbed his phone and tried unlocking it but he had a password on it. It's whatever. I requested the phone company send me a copy of all of his messages. I requested that as soon as T3 and I talked a few nights ago. They were supposed to be here yesterday but I didn't check with Gregory on if any mail was delivered. I just hope they came.

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