"Really Christian? The Walking Dead?" I asked and waved me off.
I got out the bed and walked over to the mirror. You couldn't tell I was pregnant unless I told you. My stomach is becoming rounder though.
I went over to the closet and seen I only had dresses in there. I went in my dresser drawers and seen I only had crop tops.
I settled for a white dress and my red Tory Burch sandals. I put on a jean jacket just because.
"We going to my mama house not no where special." Christian said and I smacked my lips.
I grabbed my purse off the kitchen island and looked over to see Christian looking for something.
"Whatchu' looking for?" I asked making him stop and look at me.
"The ultrasound pictures." He said catching me by surprise.
I went to grab the pictures off my dresser and we were out the door.
"Christian please put on your seatbelt." I said as he pulled out the driveway.
"Ion need no seatbelt." He said doing almost 60 down the street, typical hood nigga shit.
On our way to his mom house he lectured me about why he wanted us to move in together. I don't think we're ready for that so I half listened.
"Time will tell." I said as we pulled into his mom driveway.
We both got out the car and walked up to door step. He had a set of keys so he unlocked the door.
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No Strings Attached
General FictionDating is overrated. At least that's what Kierra thinks. After what her ex did she's completely over relationships...or is she?
