“How the hell did that happen?” Jones asked.
“Ugh, you know we like to play. Apparently, we didn’t follow the rule book and let the nigga shoot up the club.”
My jaw dropped.
“Yeah.” Jenna rubbed her own belly. “Who would’ve thought that he would have super sperm or some shit? I mean, he actually got both of us pregnant.”
“That is very reality-TV-like,” I commented softly.
“That’s very crazy-as-hell-like.” Mari glanced over at me.
“It’s very ratchet like,” Jenna commented. “We know. First, we’re the pretty lesbian couple. Now we’re the pretty, pregnant by the same nigga lesbian couple. I’m sure this town is about to have a field day at our expense.”
“Who’s the dude?” Lex wanted to know.
“He’s a local asshole,” Kylena admitted. “But as soon as we told him, his family swooped in and offered us a payout in exchange for a gag order until the paternity results come back.”
“Oh, so his family has paper?” Jones probed. “At least your children won’t struggle.”
“Nah, they won’t. Because once these tests come back, we’re taking the bitch-ass nigga for everything we can get from him.”
“Damn, Jenna.” Lex turned up his nose.
“What, damn, Jenna? He’s the one who went in raw. We didn’t force him. He could’ve worn a condom, . . . multiple condoms. He was the one trying to live out every fantasy he’s ever had.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Oh well. You gotta pay to play.”
“Damn!” Jones shook his head.
“Double damn,” Lex commented.
Jenna’s eyes swung from Jones to me. “Um, remember what we talked about before, Jones? Seems like you might have an answer to my question.”
I rolled my eyes because I knew exactly what she was talking about.
“I might,” he admitted. “But like I told you way back when, I ain’t telling you shit.”
Jenna eyed me. “Me and Ky still play, Church. And you know what they say about pregnant pussy. It’s the sweetest. I’ll let you taste mine if you let me taste yours.”
Kylena made a slurping sound with her mouth.
“Damn, they tryin’ to get at your girl in your face?” Lex questioned Jones.
“Say, don’t make me act the fuck up, Jenna. I don’t fight women.”
“So fuckin’ stingy.” She shook her head. She reached out and took Kylena’s hand in hers. “I’m hungry. Let’s go find food.”
Kylena waved with her free hand. “See you around.”
And the two women walked off.
“Who do you think is their babies’ daddy?” Mari asked.
I shrugged my shoulders. My face was still frowned up from Jenna propositioning me.
Chapter 15
Jones
Lex’s booth required a whole ass set-up. We had to assemble the tent, three portable barber chairs, and three portable workstations.