Entanglement: Gutta Love Lifestyle by Jones TN

Author:Jones, TN
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Nisha

Saturday, March 11, 2017

Why isn’t this fat-ass little boy out of me yet? I thought as DaMarco and Kyrie nervously yet beautifully coached, “Come on, baby. You got this. One mo’ push, an’ lil’ guy will be out of you.”

Holding tightly to their hands, I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, and pushed as hard as possible. As my ears rang, my eyelids fluttered. I saw the doctor’s, DaMarco’s, Kyrie’s, and my mother’s lips moving, but I couldn’t fully comprehend what they said. Soon enough, it seemed like a huge boulder had slipped out of my pussy. My body felt at ease. Thus, it slumped against the bed. My breathing was erratic as my men kissed me on the forehead while rubbing the back of my hand.

Upon my hearing fully returning, my guys studied my face and asked, “You good?”

“Exhausted, but I’m good,” I breathlessly spoke as I heard my chunky son crying. “He’s finally here, huh?”

“Yeah, he is,” they responded, looking in the direction of the little one who had me in labor for ten hours and thirty-gotdamn-minutes.

“You did a good job, baby,” my men happily announced, searching my eyes.

“Thank you,” I replied, winking at them.

As the doctor placed her almond-shaped, light-brown eyes on me, she cleared her throat before asking, “Still a DNA test, right?”

Nodding, I responded, “Correct.”

“I don’t think one is required,” Momma grinned, looking over the nurses’ shoulders, attending to my wailing son. “He has his father’s fingers. The top rims of ears are dark-chocolate, Vanisha.”

“Momma, you and your myths,” I giggled. “I’m still doing the test.”

“I know, but I’m telling you he’s Kyrie’s son,” she announced, looking back at us.

As the fellas looked at me, I rubbed their cheeks, saying, “I love yous.”

“Love you too.” They smiled as one of the nurses strolled toward us with my little chunky bundle of joy. I couldn’t believe I had brought an entire human into this world. As we placed our eyes on the open-eyed baby with a round face, my smile was massive, like my men’s smiles. Upon the nurse carefully placing my son into my arms, my heart swelled, and tears flowed from my eyes. My love for my fat boy was unexplainable.

Grinning, DaMarco said. “I need to see those feet.”

Kyrie and I laughed as Momma gawked at us, smiling. While DaMarco carefully unwrapped our bundle of joy, Kyrie kissed my forehead and said, “I think Momma Leslie is right.”

“Ta-da!” DaMarco announced happily, pointing at the little guy’s feet. “Those are not my toes. My shits are pretty. So, yeah, Kyrie, he’s all yours.”

“Man, you stupid,” my dark-chocolate god chuckled as DaMarco wrapped up the observant little fellow.

While the two dapped, DaMarco looked down at my handsome little boy while rubbing the back of his tiny hand. Sincerely, my fully gold-mouthed man said, “You have the best parents in the world an’ the most fantastic godfather in the galaxy. So, Deuce Deuce, welcome to our world, lil’ guy.”

“Deuce Deuce, huh?” Kyrie announced, smiling, gently rubbing his son’s other hand.

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