In Love With a Criminal (Norminah)

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"Just go." I laugh.

"Fine." She frowns and heads to the room closing the door.

"Good, alone at last." Ally crosses her arms and smiles.

"Yeah. Anything you wanna discuss?" I smile and walk to the fridge.

"When's Dante coming back?"

"Be quiet." I hiss. "In a day or two.. I haven't gotten around to tell Dinah yet."

"You should and quick." Ally's smile turns straight. "You don't want Dinah to find out some other way."

"She won't. I'll tell her soon." I sigh.

"You better Mani. I'm only trying to look out for you here." Ally hugs me.

"I know." I hug back.

"I'm off to study." she walks to her bedroom. "Night." she closes her door.

"Finally." Dinah smiles as I walk in and close the door behind me.

"I didn't come in here for you know what." I take off my shirt and then jeans.

"Sure, you just wanna be a tease." She snorts.

"Yup." I smile big as I slip into my pajama shorts and t-shirt.

"Whatever." Dinah comes up behind me and wraps her arms around me.

"I love your arms." I smile and lay my head back against her breast.

"I love your everything, baby." She kisses my temple.

"You love me?" I turn to face her.

"Yeah." She nods and places a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"No matter what?" I bite down on my lip.

"Of course." Her eyes lock on mine.

"Dinah.."

"Yeah?" She leans in.

"I need to say something.." I tremble as she comes closer.

"Okay." She nods and kisses my neck, jaw, corner of my lips.

"Stop." I feel like jello at her touch.

"Hm." She kisses me softly. Placing her hands on my cheeks and deepening the sweet kiss. I surrender and I'm all hers, her hands travel down to the hem of my shirt. Her fingertips slide underneath and caress my belly gently. I moan into her mouth and feel my insides come alive. Dinah starts to lift up the shirt achingly slow. Biting down on my bottom lip and I gasp. Her tongue enters my mouth and her hands stop at the clasp of my bra. She's about to undo it, but my self control comes flying back to me.

"No." I push Dinah away and try to catch my breath.

"What's wrong?" She's breathless as well.

"I need to tell you something Dinah." I fix my shirt and start to feel the anxiety hit me.

"What is it?" Her eyes, her expression, all serious and covered with worry.

"I.. I don't know how to tell you this exactly." I fumble with my shirt and look everywhere, but at her.

"Tell me Normani.. just tell me." She comes near me and reaches out for my hands.

"I'm scared." my voice cracks as I feel the heartbreaking thought of her walking out on me.

"Don't be." She takes my hands in her. "I love you."

"I know." I finally look into her brown eyes. They're so soft and kind. I could get lost for days.

"Then tell me." Dinah kisses my forehead.

"Here it goes.." I take a deep breath. "Four years ago, about five months after you left me.."

"Yeah?" I can sense the fear in her voice.

"I found out something." I smile at the thought. "Something very special."

"What?" She lets go of my hands.

"I found out I was pregnant." I'm too scared of her reaction. My eyes concentrate on my fumbling fingers.

"Pre-pregnant?" Dinah stutters to get out.

"Yes." I nod. "It was a shock to me too as you can imagine."

She stood there looking as if she'd just seen a ghost or heard someone had just died. Not saying a word for what seemed like forever, I spoke up.

"I'm sorry I didn't say anything sooner." I stepped closer to her. "I was just scared and didn't know what to do."

"Did you have it?" She finally speaks.

"Um," I search her eyes for any kind of emotion, blank. "yes."

"Where is it?" Dinah looks around the room.

"Not here obviously." I laugh a little, I have no idea why. "At my parents."

"It's mine."

"Of course." I snap. "Who's else?"

"I don't know who you could of been fucking other than me."

"What the fuck Dinah!" I feel like I've just been slapped across the face. How dare she accuse me of being a whore.

"You're getting mad now?! I'm the one who just found out I have a fucking kid Normani!" Her eyes flare with anger.

"Well you just called me a whore, I have a right to be a bit pissed." I scoff.

"I'm sorry.." she whispers. "I just.."

"I know." I try to calm down. "I felt the same way when I found out and you weren't there."

"You could have told me when we talked over the phone or written something." She paces back and forth.

"We didn't exactly talk very much." I frown. "And write something like that in a letter?"

"At least I would have known." She runs her fingers through her hair.

"I'm sorry okay." I sit on the edge of the bed. "I didn't know how to tell you."

"Will I get to see it?" She stops in front of me.

"Our child is not an it Dinah." I roll my eyes. "He's a boy."

"A boy?"

"Yes, his name's Dante. Dante James Hansen." I smile at his name.

"Dante James, huh?" She smiles a bit. "Nice name."

"I thought so too." I nod.

"So, he's four?" Dinah sits down next to me.

"Going on." I look at her. "You okay?"

"Uh, just a lot to take in." She moves her hand away when I try to hold it.

"Do you wanna meet him?" I find the answer to those words nerve racking.

"Maybe." She shrugs and stands back up. "I don't know."

"I get that it's a lot to take in." I stand with her. "But we have each other to get through this."

"Yeah.." she nods. "Think I just need to.. take a walk."

"A walk?" I feel my heart break a little. "You'll come back right?"

"I just have to clear my head." Dinah kisses my cheek and walks out of the room.

"Dinah!" I run after her and she's already out the door.