First Sneak Peek: Have My Baby

Here's the first sneak peek of my debut novel Have My Baby coming Christmas Eve. It's not a Christmas story, just a Christmas release. Click here to pre-order

Jayla

I pulled up to the gate and put in my code and pushed the garage opener. I pulled into the garage and was so glad to be in my place of peace. I would escape out here to the house every other month just to unwind and enjoy the solitude. I killed the engine and pushed the button to close the garage door. It was only six in the evening, but it was getting dark. I pulled myself out of my car and grabbed my bags from the back. When I walked into the door, I was met with an aroma that reminded me I hadn’t eaten anything other than a muffin for breakfast.

“Hey Carla!” I said with as much excitement I could muster through my fatigue and hunger. I hadn’t seen her since homecoming a few months ago. We tried to be as active in the alumni association as our lives would allow. We were, however, donors.

“Jay Marie! Hey boo. Dinner will be ready in fifteen. I think Carter still sleep so you can wake him up when you take your stuff upstairs. And before you ask, yes we are having curry.” She offered with a smile after she hugged me. Carla made the best curry, and they weren’t even Caribbean.

I headed up the stairs to my room which was the second largest bedroom. Of course, Carter got the larger room because it was his money, but it didn’t matter to me and Carla. I dropped my bags on the bench at the foot of my king size bed and called Simone on Facetime. She answered on the second ring.

“Glad you made it. Where’s our husband?” I died laughing as she kept a serious face and put the camera on Joyce, who displayed an even more serious look. Once I got myself together, I responded.

“Y’all are crazy but I’m going to see if he’s awake so be quiet.” I took the few short steps to Carter’s room and lightly knocked on the door before opening it. His ass was sprawled out across the bed that I couldn’t help taking a picture. I put my finger over my lips so Simone and Joyce would remain quiet. I propped my phone on the lamp on Carter’s nightstand. I pulled the covers to expose his body, dressed in only basketball shorts. My attention was drawn to the newest tattoo on his back. I grabbed my phone and took a picture of the tattoo up close. I shot Simone a text and told her I would call her back after he woke up and hung up the facetime call. I brought my attention back to the tattoo on his back. I lightly traced it with my fingertips. His muscles had become for defined over the last four years. I walked around to the other side of his bed and climbed up. This shit is too damn high. He looked so peaceful when he slept. Too bad he was really a hellraiser. I stroked his cheek and played in his beard. I was so glad he’d finally grew his facial hair out. He was looking like he was a teenager going through puberty for about ten years. I chuckled remembering how pissed he was that his facial hair wouldn’t grow. He started to stir.

“Carrrrteerrrrr, it’s time to wake up sleeping beauty” I said in a whisper. He still wasn’t trying to open his eyes. “I guess I’ll just eat all the curry Carla slaved over.” Still nothing. Time to get creative. God help me. I slide out of the bed then said, “I bet yo ass would get up if I told you I would put this pussy on your plate.” I shit you not this nigga shot up with a huge as grin on his face.

“Jay why you play so much? You know you not bout that life.” I walked to the side of the bed to get my phone off the nightstand.

“Man get yo tired ass up so we can eat. I’m not playing with you this weekend Amir.” I walked out the room and headed back downstairs to the kitchen with Carla where she was already platting food. I went to the fridge to see what we had to drink. I grabbed two wine coolers and a beer for Carter. I don’t know how he drinks that nasty shit.

Carla and I sat at the table in the kitchen and said grace. One thing we didn’t do was wait for the diva to eat. He’d better bring his ass on before I ate his plate too.