some news for you and Charles.” Micah informed, he wrapped his hands around Minka’s waist.
“ What this news?”
“ Minka is pregnant!” Micah revealed.
“YES! We going to have a grandbaby around here, Charles. Honey, get our realtor on the phone. I think we are going to move to Cali so we can have more time with Micah, Minka and the new baby,” Sharlean said speaking million miles a minute while running around the kitchen looking for pen and pad to write everything she was saying down.
“Ma , you don’t have to find a house. The guest house is yours. If you want, just get an interior decorator to fix it up.”
“It’s settled, we are having a lunch here to announce the big news . I need to call Donovan and your Auntie Lisa and oh, Sharon, your father’s sister. Minka, is there anybody you want to invite?”
“Just my sister Milan.” Minka finally spoke up.
“ I'm proud of you, fatherhood is something special and I’m glad you are about to experience this journey with Minka. She is a stand-up woman.” Charles complimented. Micah hugged Charles then cracked open a bottle of champagne.
“This is to carrying on the Jackson name and welcoming baby Jackson. Salute.”
** *
Minka sat on the floor in Micah’s closet. She had some clothes there but not enough, so she needed to go shopping soon. Her stomach was in knots and she was nauseous. She pulled out a pair of jeans with a white blouse and her fruity pebbles Christian Louboutins. She was in the process of getting dressed when Micah walked in the room with his coffee. He stared at her like she was a piece of meat and he was immediately turned on. Minka’s body was flawless.
“Let me get some before this lunch.” Micah took off his shirt.
“No, I feel sick and I’m gonna throw up on you.”
“ Damn….I can’t wait till our baby is here.” Micah wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed her collar bone.
Minka knew she should be happy. Her future mother and father-in-law were happy for her and Micah. She had a good man on her side and she finally was spending time with her sister and getting to know her. In her mind, she would always feel like she didn’t deserve to be happy with someone or to be expecting a child and to have a family when all she did was break up happy homes and kill unwanted pregnancies.
“Me either . I’m not feeling too good so I’m going to take a quick nap before lunch.” Minka sighed. Micah kissed her on the cheek and went to make reservations for lunch that afternoon. Micah didn’t need to have a big lunch but it was his mother’s idea and he decided to go along with it. He would do anything to make the women in his family happy.
Chapter Eighteen
Milan sashayed into Beso restaurant, irritated she was missing class and, most importantly, a test she paid for the answers to. She was dressed in a pair of jeans, an off the shoulder sweater with a pair of brown Jimmy Choo knee-length boots. Milan was killing her outfit and she knew it. If her mother taught her one thing, it was to dress to kill. She walked to the hostess station, to a girl who looked to be the same age as her, smiling.
“I’m here for the Jackson party.” Milan forged a smile, however the annoyance was evident in her voice.
“Hello, you’re seated upstairs in the VIP area. Follow me , please.” The hostess signaled for Milan to follow.
Milan followed behind her to until she took her to a lounge area with couches, tables and a private bar. Milan spotted Donovan sitting with a skinny girl who looked like she hadn’t ate in a week. She smiled and sat down across from them and sat her Céline bag down beside her. To say she was jealous wasn’t the case. Milan felt infuriated at the fact Donovan texted her on a daily basis as well as claimed Milan was the type of woman he needed although he was sitting with the next chick who was holding her Chanel bag for dear life.
“Hello , Donovan.
“ What this news?”
“ Minka is pregnant!” Micah revealed.
“YES! We going to have a grandbaby around here, Charles. Honey, get our realtor on the phone. I think we are going to move to Cali so we can have more time with Micah, Minka and the new baby,” Sharlean said speaking million miles a minute while running around the kitchen looking for pen and pad to write everything she was saying down.
“Ma , you don’t have to find a house. The guest house is yours. If you want, just get an interior decorator to fix it up.”
“It’s settled, we are having a lunch here to announce the big news . I need to call Donovan and your Auntie Lisa and oh, Sharon, your father’s sister. Minka, is there anybody you want to invite?”
“Just my sister Milan.” Minka finally spoke up.
“ I'm proud of you, fatherhood is something special and I’m glad you are about to experience this journey with Minka. She is a stand-up woman.” Charles complimented. Micah hugged Charles then cracked open a bottle of champagne.
“This is to carrying on the Jackson name and welcoming baby Jackson. Salute.”
** *
Minka sat on the floor in Micah’s closet. She had some clothes there but not enough, so she needed to go shopping soon. Her stomach was in knots and she was nauseous. She pulled out a pair of jeans with a white blouse and her fruity pebbles Christian Louboutins. She was in the process of getting dressed when Micah walked in the room with his coffee. He stared at her like she was a piece of meat and he was immediately turned on. Minka’s body was flawless.
“Let me get some before this lunch.” Micah took off his shirt.
“No, I feel sick and I’m gonna throw up on you.”
“ Damn….I can’t wait till our baby is here.” Micah wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed her collar bone.
Minka knew she should be happy. Her future mother and father-in-law were happy for her and Micah. She had a good man on her side and she finally was spending time with her sister and getting to know her. In her mind, she would always feel like she didn’t deserve to be happy with someone or to be expecting a child and to have a family when all she did was break up happy homes and kill unwanted pregnancies.
“Me either . I’m not feeling too good so I’m going to take a quick nap before lunch.” Minka sighed. Micah kissed her on the cheek and went to make reservations for lunch that afternoon. Micah didn’t need to have a big lunch but it was his mother’s idea and he decided to go along with it. He would do anything to make the women in his family happy.
Chapter Eighteen
Milan sashayed into Beso restaurant, irritated she was missing class and, most importantly, a test she paid for the answers to. She was dressed in a pair of jeans, an off the shoulder sweater with a pair of brown Jimmy Choo knee-length boots. Milan was killing her outfit and she knew it. If her mother taught her one thing, it was to dress to kill. She walked to the hostess station, to a girl who looked to be the same age as her, smiling.
“I’m here for the Jackson party.” Milan forged a smile, however the annoyance was evident in her voice.
“Hello, you’re seated upstairs in the VIP area. Follow me , please.” The hostess signaled for Milan to follow.
Milan followed behind her to until she took her to a lounge area with couches, tables and a private bar. Milan spotted Donovan sitting with a skinny girl who looked like she hadn’t ate in a week. She smiled and sat down across from them and sat her Céline bag down beside her. To say she was jealous wasn’t the case. Milan felt infuriated at the fact Donovan texted her on a daily basis as well as claimed Milan was the type of woman he needed although he was sitting with the next chick who was holding her Chanel bag for dear life.
“Hello , Donovan.
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