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she wants me to say more about Keith, but I refuse. You see, it’s no secret that Keith has a thing for me. He’s made it clear quite a few times. Just about how many times I’ve made it clear that I’m just not interested. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not because he isn’t attractive because the brother is fine as hell. He’s a little over six feet tall, chocolate and has a deep dimple in his left cheek whenever he flashes those perfectly white teeth of his. Add in the fact that not only does he make good money from working at the hospital, but he doesn’t have any kids, and that in my book is a plus. From the outside looking in one would think that Keith and I would be a perfect match, but I don’t think so. The reason being is the fact that not only am I involved with someone else, but we work together, and that’s a no-no. I’ve always promised myself that I would never get involved with someone from the job because it can get too messy, and I’ve had enough mess to last me a lifetime.
    “Girl, yo’ ass know you be tripping,” Naomi scoffs. “That’s a good man.”
    “Don’t start Naomi,” I warn giving her a stern look.
    “Don’t start what? I’m just saying that he’s a damn good man, and a woman would be a fool not to—”
    “Oh my God, can we just enjoy our meal, please?” I cut her off. Frustration is evident in my voice.
    “Whatever,” she dismisses me with a wave of her hand, before changing the subject. “When do you find out what you’re having?”
    “Next month,” I answer taking a swig of my drink, glad to move on from the Keith topic, “and I can’t wait.”
    “Shit, me either. I’m ready to go shopping for my God daughter.”
    “How do you know it’s a girl?” I ask with my lips pursed.
    “Girl bye! That’s a damn girl in your stomach.” She takes a drink of her tea. “You just watch and see.”
    Naomi and I continue to talk about the baby for the next hour or so before she pays the tab, and we part ways promising to see each other again soon. Back inside my truck, I stop at the gas station to fill up, before heading home. Terry picked up Terrance Jr. for the weekend and took him and Kendrick to the park earlier. They should be back home by now. I sure hope so because I’m looking forward to taking a bubble bath and then lying in my bed while enjoying a foot rub. I know you’re probably wondering how Terry and I have been doing lately, so to answer your question; we’ve been doing great actually. 
    I went ahead and told him that I was pregnant two weeks after he came home. I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t worried about how he would take it being that he already had a baby on the way and all. Well, to my surprise, Terry was excited. I remember he picked me up and swung me around, telling me how he was so happy that we were finally going to have a child together. The smile on his face was priceless. One would think that I was telling him that I was pregnant with his very first child, the way he was carrying on. That night he damn near talked my ear off. If it wasn’t baby names, it was future plans that he had for the both of us and everything in between. I ended up falling asleep with a smile on my face, because for the first time in a while, I was actually hopeful that things would change.
    Since he’s been back, Terry has done a complete turnaround. He’s been spending more time at home and catering to all of my needs. Whether it’s me craving a large supreme pizza from Pizza Hut , a double scoop of icecream from Cold Stone , or something simple like a foot rub, he makes sure that I get whatever it is that I want. Besides making sure that I’m always satisfied, he also hasn’t given me any reason to suspect that he’s cheating again. When he’s out and about, he answers my calls without me having to ring him numerous times like I used to, and if he happens to miss one, he calls me back immediately. I’m not sure if it’s the fact that I’m