Tate was proud of his best friend for beating the odds and just wanted to be sure he was still being smart.
Everything he had left; he was taking it all for him and Sabine.
“I mean, ain’t she rich?”
“Her bitch ass daddy is rich; she just had access to the benefits of that her whole life.”
“So her ass ain’t got no money?”
“I didn’t say that and what the fuck is your problem with my wife all of a sudden?” Adair paused putting stacks of money in the bag before grilling his best friend.
“Relax, my nigga, ain’t nobody feelin’ no way about your wife, I’m just being a good fuckin’ friend.”
“Well be a good friend and help me get all this shit outta here, let me worry about my wife.” Adair went back to throwing stacks of money into the bag. He was the one uprooting Sabine and basically changing her whole life in what felt like overnight to her, so he was going to do everything in his power to make sure she was taken care of, especially now that they were having a baby.
Adair wanted to tell Sabine that they were more than good, but he didn’t know what she would think about how he was able to put them in that position.
“You hype as shit! My wife,” Tate imitated Adair making him crack up. “Stay ready to fight over her.”
“Nah,” Adair shook his head. “I ain’t doin’ no fightin’ over her…I’m killin’ somethin’ behind that.”
Tate put his hands up in surrender. “You got it but don’t come cryin’ to me again when she?—”
“I ain’t never cried!”
“Yea okay.”
AUGUST 1, 2011
“Awww,” Parthenia held Sabine’s ultrasound up. “I can’t really tell what I’m looking at but awwwww, my wittle niecey or nephey so cute!”
“I still can’t believe you are having a baby,” Narri said, staring at one of the other pictures. “How do you feel? And don’t give us that generic brand bullshit you feed him and his family.”
“I don’t feed Adair anything. I am happy. To be his wife and have his baby.”
“But…” Parthenia probed.
“Nothing, but nothing,” Sabine ended their investigating into her amygdala, swishing the food around on her plate. Pam made sure she ate breakfast, lunch, dinner, and unlimited snacks which were also full meals.
“Holding everything in won’t make things better, Sabine.” Parthenia knew her sister and Sabine out of habit swept things under the rug—the sweeping being her feelings.
“Adair says whatever apprehensions I have regarding our marriage, needs to be heard by his ears only because other people in our marriage don’t fix our problems.”
“Mmm…” Narri poked her bottom lip out. “I guess he has a point.”
“But you admit there is a problem?” Parthenia quizzed.
“Not necessarily,” Sabine shrugged. “He knows I’m overwhelmed with the move and being pregnant which is why he won’t let me lift a finger to do anything.”
“You won’t be that far away,” Parthenia got up, sitting next to her sister. “New York is nothing but a hop, skip and a jump away.”
“Exactly!” Sabine perked up. “I’m just happy that I’m going to be with him,” she smiled, playing with her locket that she never took off.
“What about money? How are y’all going to survive?” Narri inquired.
“Honestly, I don’t know but Adair told me not to worry about anything, so I don’t.”
“You don’t think…” Parthenia leaned in a bit as they were in Pam’s house. “He’s selling drugs again, do you?”