“He walked up to the front door and knocked on it.
Mya answered the door, her smile quickly turning into a frown. “What do you want?”
“We need to talk. Can I come in?”
“Now is not a good time. I got company.”
“Damn! How you got another nigga all up in the crib while you pregnant?”
“Don’t come up in here judging me. Besides, he’s just my friend. I don’t go around fucking anything that moves, like somebody else I know.” Mya rolled her eyes.
“Whatever. What we gon’ do about this baby?”
“What you mean, we?” Mya said, a confused look on her face. “I’m gonna have my baby and take care of it. That’s what I’m going to do. I don’t know what you gon’ do.”
“So it’s like that?”
“Just like that, until you get your priorities together.”
Just as Tone was about to reply, a man wearing a suit came up behind Mya. “Is everything okay over here?” he asked.
To Tone, he looked like a businessman or a lawyer. Tone stared coldly at the man. “And if it ain’t?”
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