by Lucinda John
“Page a nurse.” I snapped never taking my eyes off the baby. Lil man was wrapped in a cotton white blanket with a blue hat on his head and a green pacifier in his mouth.
Reaching over I pulled off his hat to examine his hair, and there was nothing mixed about it. Aside of me being half white my pops had that really good hair that all of us except Mayhem inherited. I studied the baby real hard as if he was an exam looking for a similarity that would prove he came out of my nut sack but couldn’t find anything.
“You sure he mines?” I asked looking over at Sabrina.
“Yes, Ramsey he is.”
“We gon’ find out today.” I replied taking a seat in one of those hardback chairs.
“What do you mean about that?” she asked looking at me as if I was crazy.
“I hope you didn’t think I was about to take care of a jit without a DNA test.” I replied.
“Ramsey he looks just like you!” she yelled.
“My ass. That lil nigga look like my mailman fuck you mean.” I replied looking in her eyes.
I was fucking Sabrina before I met Emma. Sabrina had that dripping wet snapping pussy, the type that could have earned her a place in my life if she wasn’t a rat like her sister. Them bitches was the double mint hoes of the hood, they’ll fuck you and your daddy if it meant they would have a fresh outfit and do for the club. I wasn’t going to front, I enjoyed her topping me off then sliding in her wet -wet until I met a bitch like Emma that started rubbing off on me.
Now this bitch had the nerve to sit up here to lie in my face by claiming this baby was mine. All I needed was a piece of paper from the doctor that proved. Otherwise, so I could get my ma off my back. My mother was big on raising men. She would never have us out here disclaiming babies until we had evidence that supported the child wasn’t ours.
“You called Ms. Henry?” The nurse asked walking in the room.
“Yes, I need a favor.” I replied licking my lips at the nurse .
She was a fine lil thing the way her ass sat up in her scrubs had me forgetting my purpose of being here.
“What can I do for you….”
“Ramsey.”
“Ramsey.” she replied with a smile.
I could feel Sabrina eyes burning a hole in me so I decided to finish up our conversation in private.
“Do you mind if we step out in the hallway to talk?” I asked hitting her ass with the dreamy eyes. I wasn’t really tryna mack on shorty even tho’ she was a nice lil dime piece. I was just tryna gas her head up. I needed her to be on board with what I was about to say.
“What’s up?” she asked eye fucking me.
“I need you to do something for me, and I’m willing to pay for your services.” I replied.
“Oh really?” she smirked getting the wrong idea.
“See shorty back there that just had that baby? Well she tryna pin that lil nigga on me, and I know for a fact he ain’t mine. I need you to hook me up with one of them rush DNA test, I need the results like right now.”
“I would like to help you, but I ain’t trying to lose my job.” she replied for a frown.
“Handle that for me ma, I’ll pay you three times ya paycheck. I ain’t tryna walk out of here without them results.” I said running my fingers down the side of her face causing her to blush.
“Take care of me I take care of you.” I replied bringing my lips up to her cheeks.
Her breath got caught in her throat as she attempted to slow down her breathing pattern. I knew by the look in her eyes that I had her right where I wanted her. Just to toy with her mind I rub up against her chest allowing my fingers to brush past her nipples.
“I have a homegirl working in the lab, but it’ll take time to get the results back since we’re running the test without authorization.”
“As long as I get to walk out of here with paperwork that proves the paternity of that baby I’m good. I don’t mind waiting. Plus, I got you to keep me company.” I winked.
“What about her she ain’t gon’ snitch on some salty type shit?” she replied looking in the direction of Sabrina’s room.
“Don’t worry about that ma I told you I got you. Set that shit up for me ma.”
“Iight I’ll be back.” she said walking away giving me a full glimpse of that ass. She had the nerve to be bowlegged making my dick shift at the sight of her sexy ass walk.
“What was all that about?” Sabrina asked.
“I’m getting that lil nigga tested.” I replied.
“You can’t do that without my permission.”
“The fuck I need your permission for if that’s supposed to be my child?” I asked with a scowl on my face.
“He’s just too young to be having all types of shit in his mouth.” She replied sounding ignorant.
“Shut your dumb ass up this a fucking hospital their hygiene A1. I’m sure a fucking cotton swab ain’t gonna do shit to that baby.” The way Sabrina was acting confirmed my suspicion of her baby not being mine.
“Well she better not touch my baby, or I will file a lawsuit on this whole damn hospital.” she snapped folding her arms across her chest.
“You do that shit, and I’ll shoot you right here. You must have forgotten who I was. These last few months I ain’t been fucking with you got your ass thinking I’m some basic nigga that could be intimidated. I ain’t them squares you used to fucking with.” I spat.
She opened her mouth to say something, but I only pulled out my gun to show her ass I wasn’t playing. All I needed was them damn results. I wasn’t tryna have this conversation with this bitch. We sat there in silence for one hour before the nurse returned with the testing materials. Sabrina sucked her teeth, but I gave her a look daring her to say something. Once both me and the baby was swabbed, I left the room and followed the nurse to the hallway.
“What now?” I asked.
“I take this to the lab. It’s going to be a minute before you get the results back.”
“I got time.” I replied.
“My lunch break is in a hour.” she smiled.
“What you asking me to buy you something to eat?” I asked.
“I’m trying to eat, but food ain’t what’s on my mind.”
“Shorty, I’m fucking with somebody.” I replied.
“A favor for a favor.” she winked dangling the testing DNA samples she held in her hand.
“Meet me at the hotel that’s up the street by the Pick and Go gas station. Ask for Godfrey when you get to the front desk, they’ll let you up.” I replied walking away.
****
“Ohhhh daddy! Yess! Yess! Yesssssss!!!!!” The nurse cried out as I banged her pussy in from the back. Just as I expected she had some good pussy between her legs, but my head wasn’t all the way in it. The fact that I was feeling bad about getting some pussy was fucking with me.
“I’m cummmin’!” she called out before I felt her wetness drip down my legs.
Instead of fucking her until I caught mine, I pulled out and went to the bathroom to flush the condom.
“Best lunch break ever.” she smiled walking in the bathroom to clean off.
“Check me out, imma chill out here for a bit, call me when you got the results ma.” I replied.
“Do you think we can do this again?” she asked seductively wiping between her legs with a rag.
“I’ll holla at you, but make sure you handle that for me ma.” I said hoping she didn’t catch the dismissive tone that was in my voice.
“Ok daddy I’ll call you.” she winked.
Once she was dressed and on her way, I decided to jump in the shower. With the water running down my body I grabbed my eleven- inch python and began stroking it. I allowed images of Emma’s thick body to run across my mind as I caught my nut. Washing my body off with the hotel’s bar soap I immediately started to feel bad.
Emma was everything any normal nigga would want in a female, but my dumb ass didn’t know how to keep my dick in my pants enough to appreciate her. My mom
s would always tell me although Maleek resembled my father my actions matched his to a “T”. Just like my father, I was addicted to pulling and fucking bad bitches just for the fun of it.
Just the thought of me feeling ready to commit to one girl had my head all the way fucked up. Making a beeline to my pants pocket I pulled out a bag of weed along with a pack of Swishers. Tearing open the plastic sandwich bag, I placed a bud on a magazine and proceeded with breaking it down. Once my weed was prepped, I tore open my wrap and began rolling up a fat joint.
Taking the blunt between my lips I fetched my lighter and lit the tip. Inhaling the smoke into my lungs, I allowed the drug to take a hold of my body. When the weed wasn’t enough to bury the guilt I was now feeling from cheating on Emma, I walked over to the mini bar to grab me the strongest drink they had.
The ringing of my phone woke me up out of the drunken nap I was taking. Sitting up in the bed I spotted my phone next to the empty bottle of Vodka. Grabbing my phone, I swiped my finger across the screen and laid my head back on the pillow.
“Yo!” I yelled into my phone.
“Hey, this nurse sexy.” The caller giggled into the phone.
“What?”
“I have your results.” she replied.
“I’ll be there in a few.”
Hanging up the phone I read the time and saw that I’ve been in this hotel room for almost eight hours. I also peeped that I had a few missed calls and text from Emma and my brothers. Replying to my brothers, I decided to talk to Emma later once I was able to clear my head.
Rising from the bed, I walked over to the bathroom to wash my face before heading to the lobby and checking off. Although I slept most of the liquor off, my head was killing me something serious. Hopping on my bike, I headed to the hospital with a beating heart. Even though I was sure Sabrina’s baby wasn’t mine that didn’t stop me from feeling anxious to get those results.
When I made it to the hospital I walked to the nurses’ station and bumped right into the girl I was looking for. The look in her eyes told me she was now sprung off the dick and if I even crossed paths with her again she was bound to do some crazy shit. I wasn’t sure if it was the last name I carried, the third leg that swung with force, my eyes, or pretty hair but these bitches went crazy if I even breathed their way.
“I got your results, meet me in the cafeteria, I’ll be down there after I finish giving my patients his meds.” she said.
“Grab me something for my headache, I was drinking and shit now this shit killing me.” I replied.
“Ok.” she smiled, skipping off as if I just asked for her hand in marriage.
I walked down to the cafeteria and grabbed me a bottle of Smart Water and a few dollars from the ATM. Another texted from Emma came through my line which I quickly glanced at and ignored. Just as I was about to get aggravated and go look for the nurse, I saw her waltzing through the door.
“Here.” she said sliding an envelope over at me.
“Good looking out ma.” I replied slipping her the four hundred dollars I was able to withdraw from the ATM.
“You didn’t have to.” she blushed.
“I did.” I replied sipping the water. Me giving her the money let her know that this shit was on a business level only.
“Here are the pills you asked me for.” she replied dropping two pills in the palm of my hand.
“What are these?”
“Ibuprofen.”
“Cool.” I said tossing them back.
“I get off in the next hour maybe we could hook up.” she said licking her lips.
“Maybe,” I shrugged walking away.
When I walked in Sabrina’s room she was breastfeeding the baby. I grabbed the chair and sat it directly in front of her before taking a seat. I wanted her to see me do the two-step when I read the results of me not being her baby’s father.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
“I can’t come see my son and baby mom’s” I sucked my teeth.
“Yeah ok Ramsey.” she rolled her eyes at me. “How dare you have that bitch swab a fucking newborn baby’s mouth; that’s disrespectful for real.
“Maury do that shit all the time I don’t see motherfuckers complaining. Enough of the small talk, I got the results right here.”
“That quick, nah you forged that shit.” she waved me off.
“Nah ma when you got money and good dick you’re able to get rapid service.” I smirked.
Tearing opening the envelope, I skimmed down to the result line while Sabrina laid there looking nervous. The smile that spread across my face was so wide that the cool aid man ain’t have shit on me. Looking up at Sabrina I could tell she was shitting bricks, and I knew exactly why.
“You know what I ain’t even mad at you.” I said getting up and placing a kiss on her cheeks.
“You’re an asshole.” she started to sob.
“And you’re a lying bitch. I knew that lil nigga wasn’t mine. I just needed these results to shut my mother up but check me out when you do find his father let me know I got the connect on DNA testing.” I laughed before doing the electric slide out the door.
Folding up my freedom I placed it in the back of my baggy True Religion jeans. I was in such a hurry to get the fuck out of the hospital before I was spotted by the freak nurse that I ended up bumping into my bitch.
“What the fuck are you wearing?” I asked looking at Emma as if she lost her damn mind.
“My damn work uniform Ramsey!” she snapped rolling her eyes.
“Emma I gotta run back in the ER for some more forms I’ll be back.” Her partner said.
“Ok Josh.” she replied never taking her eyes off me.
“Why haven’t you been answering my calls and text?” she asked burning a hole into me.
I was too busy watching how her paramedic uniform clung to her body like a glove to answer. Emma was super thick, like the type of thickness you only got from eating soul food every Sunday. She had wide hips, a fat ass, nice sized breast with a flat stomach. She was wearing her hair natural, and I had to admit the thick curly fro she was rocking only enhanced her beauty.
“Ramsey my eyes are up here.” she said snapping me out of my trance.
“My bad man, ay you can’t get them to give you baggy uniform.” I replied mugging her pussy print in her black uniform bottoms.
“Ramsey you on my uniform, and I’m tryna figure out why you ain’t been answering me.”
“One of my dawgs got admitted so I came through for him I was in such a hurry that I forgot that motherfucker on my desk. I’m surprised you didn’t bump into Maleek, he just dropped it off.” I lied.
“Ummhmm.” she rolled her eyes.
“Come here baby.” I puckered my lips wrapping my arms around her thick frame.
“I’m on the clock.” she whined.
“Fuck that shit I hate your job anyways, got you out here with your pussy out and shit.” I snapped.
“Stop, I only got eyes for you.” she said kissing my lips.
“You better or I have no problem cutting those motherfuckers out your sockets.” I seriously replied.
I didn’t know why, but when it came to Emma I was a jealous motherfucker. I was never like that with no bitch, but when it came to her I was ready to flip the world upside down. Looking in her eyes I felt myself getting pulled in, I didn’t even mind because my pops said this would happen. He would always say, ‘You can tell you have the right women by looking in her eyes’.
“What time you’re getting off?” I asked.
“When we drop the truck off and I complete my shift paperwork I’m all yours.” she smiled.
“I like the sound of that. Check me out I’m about to run over to ma dukes house then I’ll be waiting for you.”
“I drove my car to work Ramsey.”
“Who gives a fuck about that old shit you’re driving I told you to let daddy upgrade you.” I replied.
“And I already told daddy I’m independent.
” she smirked.
“Man.” I stressed running my hands through my beard.
The fact that Emma wouldn’t allow me to wine and dine her frustrated the fuck out of me. She was ok with going to work, paying her own bills, driving her piece of shit car, and offering to pick up the tab when we went out on date. I thought all of that was cute and all but if this was going to work she would have to learn how to take a few steps back and let a man be a man.
