The Truck Driver

The Last Stretch

I just got back to the states. I'm about to take a long ass nap and when I awake I will have several updates for The Nanny and The Truck Driver. Now that I'm back in America, at least two chapters per day will be uploaded. Also I've been writing another book called The Affair, I was wondering if y'all would be interested in that.

Kayla was nearing nine months, and she felt every bit of it. Her back ached, her feet stayed swollen, and the simplest things made her irritable. She sat on the couch with a deep frown, arms crossed over her huge belly as TJ shifted and kicked, making her even more uncomfortable.

"Ugh, I'm so over this," she huffed, shifting to get comfortable but failing.

Tank sat beside her, rubbing her feet gently, but even that wasn't helping her mood. "I know, baby. We almost there, though. Few more weeks, and TJ gon' be here."

"That's the problem!" she snapped. "A few more weeks? He needs to get out now! He's too big! I swear if he kicks me one more time, I'm kicking him back!"

Tank chuckled but quickly covered it with a cough when Kayla shot him a glare. "My bad, lil' bit. You just look cute when you mad."

"Ain't nothing cute about me right now!" she pouted, rubbing her belly. "I'm swollen, I waddle, and I can't even see my damn feet!"

Sherri walked in with a bowl of cut-up fruit and handed it to Kayla. "Here, baby, eat something cold. It might help you feel better."

Kayla took the bowl begrudgingly. "Thank you, mama, but unless this fruit makes TJ come out, I don't want it."

Sherri chuckled, rubbing Kayla's back. "I know, baby. But I promise, this last stretch is the hardest. He's getting bigger, but that just means he's healthy. You got this."

Tamera, Tanya, and Coco were sitting at the table, watching Kayla go through it.

"I swear, I went through the same thing with Taylor and Tre," Tanya said. "By the end, I was just done with everybody."

"Same with Freddie," Tamera added. "I cried over everything. Even a damn commercial had me in shambles."

"You did all that, but you still want another baby," Coco smirked. "So, it couldn't have been that bad."

Tamera side-eyed her. "Shut up, Coco."

Kayla groaned as TJ kicked her ribs again. "See! He's doing too much! He don't ever sleep, he's always kicking, and I swear he's trying to break my ribs!"

Tank leaned down and kissed her belly. "Chill out, son. You stressin' your mama out."

TJ kicked right where Tank's lips were, making Tank chuckle. "Lil' dude already hard-headed."

Kayla sighed, rubbing her belly as her irritation started to fade. "I just wanna meet him already. I love him so much, but he gotta come out. I'm tired."

Sherri squeezed her shoulder. "I know, baby. But trust me, as soon as you hold him in your arms, you gon' forget all about this."

Kayla sniffled before her face crumpled, and the tears started falling. "I just... I don't know why I'm crying!" she wailed, wiping at her face as more tears fell. "I'm just so tired, and TJ is doing the most, and I still got weeks left! What if I'm pregnant forever?"

Tank immediately pulled her into his arms, rubbing her back. "Ain't no way you pregnant forever, lil' bit. You just goin' through it right now. It's gon' be over soon, I promise."

"But what if it's not?!" Kayla sobbed into his chest. "I can't do this anymore, Tank! My feet are swollen, my back hurts, I can't sleep, and TJ is already bad! I just want my body back!"