Free Me & My Boyfriend by Keisha Ervin Page B

Even though wehaven't been together that long, I know she's my heart. She is my best friend and I want to ask her a question.” No he isn't about to do what I think he's about to do, she thought to herself, while looking into his eyes. Forgetting that other people were in the room watching on, Black continued.
    Black kneeled down and took Meesa's delicate hand and asked, “Shorty, will you marry me?” How ghetto can he be she thought to herself. Disbelief, shock, and nervousness filled her heart. He was actually asking her to marry him.
    Thinking why she hasn't said yes yet, he asked, “Baby are you okay?”
    Coming back to reality Meesa replied, “Yes baby I'm okay.” Looking around the room at all of the beautiful faces consuming her, she thought, how can life get any better than this moment?
    “Yes, Black I would be more than honored to marry you.” She answered, while kneeling down with him kissing his face and lips. On her left hand, he placed a platinum six-karat princess cut diamond ring. Meesa's mouth dropped down to the floor from the blinding light the rock sent off.
    “Close your mouth baby, what did you expect from your man, a one karat ring?”
    “Shut up Black it's just so beautiful.” She said jokingly. Everybody clapped and cheered.
    “Now it's really time to party!” Black yelled.
    “Pop that water!” Kat hollered across the room.
    “Forsho cuz,” Black answered back. Everybody cracked up laughing at the Ebonics they used. Partying well into the next day, Meesa and Black sat back in front of the fireplace.
    “I had so much fun yesterday Black.”
    “Me too, baby.” He said while kissing her forehead. Still in their pajamas, Meesa sat and admired her ring.
    “I still can't believe you asked me to marry you.”
    “I don't see why, you know I love you.”
    “I know, but still.”
    “But still what.” Black asked, looking dead into her eyes.
    “Just tell me how much you love me, Black.”
    “Shorty, you know that you are the first and the only woman I will ever love. You've changed a nigga and you know that. You know that I fear relationships because of what my father did to my mother. But I've come to realize that that wasn't love, this is.”
    Crying, Meesa softly said, “I'm pregnant Black.”
    Removing his arm from around her shoulder, he sat up and put his head in his hands. Letting the news soak in he leaned back and touched Meesa's stomach.
    “My baby is in there?”
    “Yes, Black our baby is in there.”
    “How long have you known?” He asked curiously.
    “I took the test Christmas eve night. I threw up twice that night while you were sleep. And I knew that something was wrong, so I took a test to find out. After the test came back positive, I checked the calendar and saw that I must have gotten pregnant when we first moved in.”
    “Why didn't you tell me yesterday?”
    “I wanted it to be just me and you when I told you, Black. Are you mad?” She asked scared.
    “Of course not, Mee Mee. I'm fucking happy! I'm gonna be a daddy!”
    “Just think Black, in July we will have a little boy or girl.” Happy that he wasn't mad, Meesa kissed him.
    Tonguing each other like never before, Black unbuttoned her silk pajama top. Caressing her skin softly recording every inch of her, he pictured a little girl looking just like her.
    “Oh, Black.” Meesa moaned. Sliding her panties down, Black removed his boxers and stuck his dick inside her. Worried it would hurt the baby he asked, “Will this hurt the baby?”
    “No baby. We can have sex all the way up until the third trimester.” Making love to her like never before, Meesa screamed from pleasure. Knowing her spot, Black licked, sucked, and tickled her neck with his tongue. Meesa was delirious with delight.
    Whispering in his ear, Meesa softly said, “I love you, Black. It's only you, it's all you baby, I'd die for you, and I love you, Black.” Nearing a nut he told her to come with him. Coming together they groaned and