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"Yea. Here you go." I nod, giving it back.
"Why are you in my messages?" He scrunches his face up.
"How many kids do you have?" I ask, ignoring his question.
"...6." He sighs.
"Wow... 6 kids and you wasn't planning on telling me this?" I scoff.
"Of course I was but females will leave so quick when they find out how many kids you got." He pleads.
"Ion even mind step kids forreal, you shoulda just told me." I shake my head.
"I'm sorry, I was just worried you'd leave me." He tries to hug me but I dodge him.
"Why you being like that?" He looks at me crazy.
"I just found out you lied fa 2 years about SIX children." I jerk my head back.
"I'm sorry, I really am. What else you want me to do?" He asks.
"Ion know." I sit down and start eating my chicken.
"You mad?"
"Not really, to be honest." I shrug. "When imma met them?"
"You wanna meet them?" He smiles.
"Yea. Ian goin nowhere so minuswell." I nod.
"Oh and what do say your moms like to eat? I'm finna cook sumn." I say and he looks at me in shock.
"You cook?" He furrows his eyebrows.
"I mean yea, I'm good at it but I'm too lazy most of the time."
"She like carrot cake n pork chops n cabbage." He lists off.
"That's not bad, I'll run to the store rq."
"I feel like since you seen my phone, I should see yours." He says making me damn near choke on my food.
"Nigga what?" I snap my neck at him.
"Sound like you got sumn to hide." He chuckles.
"Ian got shit tuh hide." I stand up.
"Where you goin?" He stands up too.
"To the store to get my ingredients?" I laugh nervously.