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should’ve gone to law school.
    I watched intently as she took a deep breath, then finally peeked up, meeting my eyes. “I’m sure you have a slew of women chasing after you so why do you... you know ...want me like that?” It was a fair question though I wasn’t expecting Jasmine to willingly make herself a little vulnerable by asking it.
    Maybe we were making a little progress after all.
    Instead of going into some emotional BS, I gave her a little of the real, “I don’t know. I guess there’s just something exhilarating about dickin’ down my baby mama.”
    “Don’t you dare call me that!”
    “ What? That’s what you are. My baby mama . I mean, since you turned down my proposal…”
    “Well yeah considering I hardly know you. I can accept not being made an honest woman for the sake of not marrying a stranger. I mean, you should see the stories that slide across my desk from people who did just that and…”
    “Save the law talk, baby mama. I’m ready for my morning dose.” I had quickly become addicted to everything Jasmine was in her sexual state. Even with child, she was easily the most sexually in-tune woman I had ever been with.
    I hovered over her but she immediately put her hands to my chest, stopping me from leaning in for a kiss.
    “Sorry Rich, but your baby mama needs a nap.”
    “You just woke up.”
    “Well when you start carrying a baby every day, you can tell me when it’s appropriate to sleep. But until then, I’m going back to bed.”
     
     

jasmine.
    “I can’t go.”
    I had Ariel on speakerphone as I paced back and forth in my walk-in closet. Picking out an outfit had never been an issue for me but all of a sudden, nothing looked right, nothing felt right, and since two wrongs don’t make a right, I took it as a sign that I should stay home instead of going out on a date with Rich.
    “Jaz, your level of ridiculousness is on like...eleven right now. Are you really trying to tell me you can’t go...on a date...with your baby daddy?” Though I could think about the word ‘baby daddy’ in reference to Rich, it sounded like trash when somebody else actually used it out loud.
    “ Ugh , you know how much I hate that damn title. But yes, that’s exactly what I’m telling you. I just feel like we’re doing way too much, way too fast.”
    “Umm...reality check, Jaz. Ya’ll did the absolute most to start off with so everything beyond that is practically small scale, especially a date. I mean, the whole reason this baby exists is because you kinda wanted to date him so why are you being all weird about it now?” Ariel was the queen of good ass questions. There was literally no reason for me to be so uncomfortable besides the fact that I was carrying his baby and didn’t even know basic information like his middle name. And the fact that he was actually one of the finest dudes I had ever gone out with and I already knew he could slang the pipe. Oh, and the fact that I knew I wouldn’t be able to calm the little nerves I always got about stuff like dating with a drink thanks to baby girl turning me into a sober saint. 
    So maybe my awkwardness was justified after all.
    “Everything about this situation is just so…”
    “Out of the norm? I get it, but you gotta go with the flow girl. I mean, from everything you’ve told me it sounds like Rich is actually trying; maybe a little extreme but he’s giving a valid effort. Now it’s your turn to try. And I know that’s a big stretch for you but things can only get better if you give a little.”
    “I already gave him the ride of his life and you see where that got me.”
    “Jasmine…”
    “Okay, okay, I hear you Ariel. I swear I have the worst of luck though. You have a one night stand and it turns into the love of your life. I have a one night stand and it turns into a fuckin’ baby.” I still couldn’t believe I had been irresponsible enough to have sex without protection and it just so happened to have been the