You're My Little Secret 2 by Chenell Parker Page B

I love two women, but I’m only in love with one of them. I was starting to think that David was right. I felt obligated to be with Kennedi because she had my back when no one else did. If I had met Brooklyn before I met her, I probably wouldn’t have even given her a second look. Kennedi is a pretty girl, but she has some fucked up ways. She’s spoiled and wants the world to revolve around her. I’m laid back and down to earth so I’m not accustomed to her kind of attitude. I’ll be the first to admit that I allowed her to get away with a lot of things that I shouldn’t have. She basically called all the shots during our three years of being together and even with our wedding. I was fine with doing something small and intimate, but Kennedi was all about appearances. David always says I’m too nice, but that’s just who I am and I'm not changing for anybody. After being gone for over two hours, I decided to head back inside. I wasn’t one to run from my problems, and I wasn’t about to start. I was about to lay everything out before we went any further. As soon as I walked into the room Kennedi jumped out of the bed trying to apologize. I raised my hand to stop her from talking before she was able to say anything.
    “I need you to listen to what I’m about to say because this is the last time I’m saying it. From day one, when I told you about Brooklyn being pregnant I left the ball in your court. As much as I love you I knew it wasn’t fair for me to expect you to be with me knowing that I cheated and got another woman pregnant. You made the choice to stay with me and work on our relationship. I know it’s going to be hard for you to accept my son, but I honestly can’t see myself being with you if you don’t. Brooklyn is his mother so, of course I’m going to see her too. If any of that is going to be a problem, then we need to end this right now. I’m not about to have you throwing this shit in my face every day or living with regrets. So for the last time, I’m asking you, are you in or out?” I asked.
    “I’m all in, but we need to discuss some things Dominic,” she replied.
    “We can discuss whatever you want to, but I’m done arguing with you,” I swore.
    “I just need you to understand where I’m coming from without getting upset. I know you said that you didn’t have any doubts about the baby being yours, but I do. We’re going to be married in a year so that means both of us will be taking care of your son financially. I don’t think it’s fair that I don’t get the option of knowing for sure that you are the father. I want to be doubt-free too,” she argued.
    “So what are you trying to say Kennedi?”
    “I’m saying that we need to have a blood test done just to be on the safe side,” she answered. A part of me wanted to go off and curse her out, but I understood what she was saying. I was Brooklyn’s first and only sex partner so I knew that the baby was mine. On the other hand, Kennedi didn’t know anything about her. She was grasping at straws, but I would give her what she was asking. As long as Brooklyn didn’t find out I had no problem doing a test, especially since I knew what the end result would be.
    “I know he’s mine, but I don’t have a problem proving it to you. I can’t expect you to jump in head first without being sure,” I agreed.
    She walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my waist. She reached down and tried to slip her hand in my boxers, but I stopped her.
    “Let’s go get something to eat and walk on the beach for a while,” I suggested. I wasn’t in the mood for another one of her dull sex sessions right now. It wouldn’t matter to me if we didn’t have sex again while we were here.
    “Okay, let me go put on my bathing suit,” Kennedi said walking away.  I was ready to go home, but I decided to make the best of the time we had left here. It was only the weekend so I would survive.
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    “Wait Dominic, you’re pulling my hair