Epilogue
EPILOGUE
Two years later…
It was Father’s Day, and Lisa took me to Turks and Caicos. We were spending five days on vacation with our son, Carter. Carter would be two in two months, and that little boy amazed me daily. Too often, I looked at him and saw Caprice. Even though he was a male, they favored in eerily similar ways even down to their personalities. Caprice used to love fruit. She would eat any fruit except peaches. She hated peaches. When we found out that Carter was allergic to peaches, I broke down and cried like a baby. I wasn’t sure what kind of weird ass coincidence that was, but it made me aware that my baby would always be with me in some way. That had to be a sign to let me know that my baby was still around.
I was helping Carter build a sandcastle. Lisa had gone inside the bungalow to use the bathroom. When she came back out, I wasn’t surprised to see a huge gift bag in her hand. She loved giving gifts, and I knew the trip wasn’t the only gift she got me. Even though I paid all the bills, Lisa wasn’t ready to give nursing up to become a stay at home mom. She still worked hard, and she did a great job of balancing mom life and her work life. I had already gone shopping and purchased her a ring. I had Gemini planning a surprise dinner where I would propose to her. It was definitely time.
“Happy Father’s Day,” Lisa sang as she passed me the bag with a smile on her face. My shorty was glowing. She looked genuinely happy, and the thick, curly ginger colored wig that she was rocking made my dick jump every time I looked at her. She was dressed in a money green sundress that complimented her tanned brown skin. Her face looked fuller, and I loved extra weight on her.
“Thank you.” She sat down beside me, and I leaned over and kissed her. Carter climbed in my lap because he was nosey like that. “You gon’ help me man?” I asked him as we looked inside of the bag.
The first thing I pulled out was a black box. Inside, was a necklace that had a round diamond encrusted charm on it and inside, was one of the last professional photos that Caprice took. Tears clouded my vision as I stared at the picture of my smiling baby for a few seconds. I swallowed down a lump and pulled out the next gift. I used the collar of my shirt to wipe the tears away then opened a pair of sneakers and a matching hoodie. The last gift was a medium-sized black box. I lifted the lid off, and my heart began to race as I saw a pregnancy test with an ultrasound picture and a piece of paper that said it’s a girl .
I looked over at Lisa. “You know I have to go all in with the testing to make sure everything is okay, and I couldn’t wait until you knew to find out the sex.”
“When did you find out?” my gaze flitted towards her breasts. I knew they looked bigger. And her chubby ass cheeks.
“Two weeks ago, and it’s been torture trying to hide it. Congratulations, daddy, you knocked me up. Now we need a bigger house.”
“You can get that.” I pecked her on the lips three times. “You can get anything in this world you want.” I pecked her three more times until Carter grabbed my face.
He loved me for sure, but he was a mama’s boy to the core, and I didn’t mind. But I had my little princess coming, and I knew with every fiber of my being that she would be a daddy’s girl.
The end.