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have to handle Sasha one day, but I wasn’t expecting her to come back tonight.
    Once Milan had disappeared into the room and slammed the door, I focused back on Sasha. She was mad as hell and I felt bad because she stuck around looking out for Melanie. However, I wasn’t sorry enough to fuck up with Milan by letting her stay.
    “I always knew that you loved her, Wise. My biggest fear was that I would lose you to her. That’s why I played the game while it lasted.”A tear slid down her face.”The sad part is that I actually loved your selfish ass. I tried not to, but I do.”
    I looked away.”My bad, man. Me and that girl got history. I care about you too. But, you know it wasn’t like that with us. You just said it yo’self.”
    She let out a sarcastic chuckle. “So, you cared about me, huh? I take it that you never loved me? I was just good enough to fuck whenever you got the urge to, or to keep Melanie, huh?”
    I shrugged. What more could I say? It is what it is.
    “That’s fucked up, Wise. That really is.” She shook her head. “Well, I have no place to go, you owe me and our unborn enough to allow us to stay. Hopefully you’ll love this one as much as you love her kids.”
    Damn, Sasha dropped a bomb on my ass for real. The air had left my lungs. How the fuck was she pregnant and we barely fucked. Better yet, how was I supposed to tell Milan?
    I wanted to tell her that she was a mothafuckin' lie. But I wasn't in the mood to argue with her ass. A part of me wondered if she was even pregnant. Sasha was the type that would fake a pregnancy, just to get me to stay. I just shook my head, as I glanced at the clock on the wall. 
    It was just after one o'clock in the morning. If she was pregnant with my seed, it would be fucked up to send her out on the streets. Just off the strength of the possibilities, I decided to let her stay. I knew that Milan was going to be pissed, but she had to understand that I had a life before we decided to do us again.
    "Man, you on some bullshit! So how far along are you?" I stared at her skeptically. Her brown eyes were sparkling against her bronze skin. She looked so vulnerable. Sasha had always been gorgeous, but I just couldn't love her how she wanted me to.
    She shrugged. "I don't know, Wise. I just found out today. When I left, I went to my mother's house and I started throwing up, so I had my step daddy go get me a test and it came back positive."
    I let out a breath of air, running my hand across my head. "Damn man. This shit is too much. You bet not be on no bullshit, Sasha. We ain't even been fuckin' like that." I said, still trying to comprehend everything. I didn't want shit to come between me and Milan getting back together. I'll be damned if I lose her again.
    "So are you gone let me stay the night or not? You owe me that much, Wise."
    I thought about what I was going to do for a second. "Look, you can sleep in the guest room tonight, but you can't stay here. I'll put you up in a little crib or whatever until you get on your feet."
    She smiled. "Fair enough." She walked off, making her way to the extra bedroom. She put an extra way in her hips and I swiped my hand across my face, knowing that tonight was going to be a long ass night.
    I dreaded going back to the room to tell Milan what was up, but I knew I had to. When I walked into the room and saw the fucked up look that was stuck on her face, I knew that she wasn't going to make it easy.
    "Did you get rid of her?" Milan rolled her eyes.
    I sighed. "Not exactly. She gone sleep in the guest room tonight."
    "The what?! Hell no, Wise. I'm not trying to be in the same house as her. My kids are here too. I can't."
    Milan began to snatch off my clothes that she had on, then she grabbed her own, pulling them on.
    "Hold up, what you doing?" I asked. "Where you about to go this late?"
    “Home Wise! I'm not leaving one fucked up situation and jumping right back into another! This is a disaster."
    I grabbed her by the arm and