Silverspoons Series: Another Billionaire Baby - Book II (3 page)

“Well, wouldn’t you rather know if it’s knots or a baby?”

Ayana rolled her eyes at Tess and headed for the door. She stop and turned to face Tess before leaving.

“See, you’re all tickled by this and I’m not. I’m scared, Tess! And please, just as I did for you, please don’t mention this to anyone, especial Julius and August. I know that’s your husband, but this is my business.”

“You’re right. And I’m sorry. I truly can relate to what you’re going through. Call me if you need to talk afterwards.”

“OK, I will, and thank you for understanding my wishes. See you later, Cousin.”

Ayana drove off to work worrying about the outcome of the test.

Chapter Two

Ayana sat at her desk trying to listen to her client tell his side of the story. Normally she would’ve been more attentive, instead she was bored out of her mind with his longwinded, fabricated details. She knew he was lying because his story kept changing from the original one he’d told. His case was one of ten Pro Bono cases the firm would take on every month, and she was assigned to Señor Tovar.

Her eyes kept watching the big leafy-like designed clock she had on her office wall. She decorated her office with fine quality décor, mostly antique items. The lighting was soft and the atmosphere was very comfortable.

Atmosphere aside, she couldn’t take it any longer. Just inside her bathroom were the results of her pregnancy test. There had to be a way to hurry her client along. The worst part was that he talked very slowly. It was a mistake for her to think this was going to be a simple procedure, listening to his concerns and advising him of his options. It was a wrong move on her part.

“Señor Tovar, I have another scheduled appointment in about five minutes. So what I’m going to do is give you this affidavit and have you fill it out and return it to me when you can.”

“
Gracias
.
Gracias
, Señorita Simmons. I will do that. I’ll talk to you soon.”

Ayana escorted him to the lobby and rushed back to her office, then locked the door. She knew that the reading on that test could change her life forever. After pacing back and forth to conjure up the nerve, she finally went into the bathroom. She walked very slowly and picked up the test to read it.

POSITIVE! Damn, damn, damn! What the hell do these Escobar men have, super come or something?! They just shoot their come right into your pussy and impregnate you!

Ayana put the toilet seat down to have a seat, then placed the test inside a plastic bag to take with her. She let her face drop into her hands in disbelief.

“This can’t be happening. Atticus just expressed last night how he wasn’t having any babies right now. And even though I love him very much, I don’t want him to marry me out of obligation.”

The phone in her office rung several times. She waited to see if it would go to voicemail, but it didn’t.

Mustering up strength, she finally answered. “Señorita Simmons.”

“
Si
, Señorita Simmons, I have a long distance call from the United States, South Carolina. It’s a Señora Simmons,” Carla, Ayana’s secretary stated.

Damn! What now? I don’t need this now. Why of all times?”

“
Gracias,
Carla, put her through,” Ayana replied in a monotone.

Ayana tried to pick her mood up and sound normal. She knew the slightest off beat in her voice, and her mother would detect something wrong. The last thing she wanted was a southern, frantic, meddling woman on her hands, who happened to be her mother.

“Mother!”

“Hello, darling! How’s my one and only Mayflower?!”

“As always, I’m fine, Mother. How are you?”

“Well, dear, since you asked, I’m missing you terribly. I was just telling your father, so he suggested I give you a call or possibly come down to see you.”

“What? No! I mean this is not a good time, Mother. We have a lot going on here at the business and I really wouldn’t have any time to spend with you.”

“Are you alright, Ayana, you don’t quiet sound yourself. Besides, it’s been a little over a year since I’ve seen you last.”

Ayana bit her bottom lip to prevent herself from cursing. She knew that if it slipped out, she would never hear the end of her mother going on and on about how southern women are ladies with class and must display an array of elegance with an inner toughness.

Look, Althea Simmons, I don’t have time to entertain you right now on this here phone. Don’t make me get Emory Simmons to turn against you. You know he’ll give me whatever I want.

“Mother! I don’t mean to be short with you, but I have clients waiting to see me. I also haven’t had lunch yet and I’m starving. So please, I will call you sometime this week.”

“I really wanted to see you, dear. I guess visiting you is out of the question?”

“For now, Althea, I mean, Mother. This is not a good time to visit or to talk.”

“Excuse me?!”

“Mother, please! You know what I meant.”

“Alright, dear, but I must say, you do have me concerned. Even more with you being in another country.”

“I’m a grown woman, Mother! We’ll talk later, and I promise I will call you soon.”

Ayana rushed her mother off the phone. Her nerves couldn’t take it anymore, especially with the issue at hand. She needed time to process and figure out how she was going to handle things. If it wasn’t for the experience she had with Tess’s condition, she felt that her state of mind would’ve been worse than it was now.

I really need to talk to Tess about this. I don’t know what to think. I’ll give her a call.

Before Ayana could make a call to her secretary, her phone was ringing.

Ayana answered impatient and irritated. “Yes, Carla?”

“Señorita Simmons, Señora Tess Escobar is here to see you.”

“Carla! Send her in now. Carla, you never have to announce her. She signs your paycheck.”

“
Si
, Señorita Simmons.”

Within a couple of minutes, Tess was walking through the door. Ayana felt nothing but relief and gratitude.

Damn, Cousin, you’re right on time!

“Hey, I was in the neighborhood shopping downtown, so I thought I would come see if you did what we discussed earlier.”

Ayana stood, but then dropped back down as she began to speak. Tess grabbed a seat in a single armed chair in front of Ayana’s desk.

In a shaky and scratchy voice Ayana responded. “Yeah, I did. And girl, it’s positive.”

Her lips quivered but she held back her tears.

Tess’s face filled with excitement. She clinched her fists and did a little wiggle dance in her chair.

“Tess! Focus, please! What should I do?”

“Call, Atticus of course, and tell him the good news.”

“No! I mean, I will call him, but not to tell him about my pregnancy. I have time for that, instead I need to find out what’s going on with us. I’m not a charity case and I come from a well-to-do family too.”

“We know this, but still, Ayana, your baby may be another billionaire baby if it’s a girl. This is Atticus’s first born!”

“Yes. I know this and the possibilities, but like I said, I don’t care about all of that. I love him and I’m not going to profess that either until he does first. And, as I stated before, I have my own money. Me and my baby will be fine without the Escobar estate.”

I think I should have kept this to myself. Tess is a little too happy. She forgot how hysterical she was when she was in these very shoes. Now she’s tickled pink because it’s me.

“So how far are you?”

“I don’t know yet, but it has to be early. I’ll make an appointment for next week. How far are you Tess? Aren’t you due soon?”

“No, not that soon. But it won’t be long. I only have about four months to go. I’m due on the seventh of December. I’m so psyched! We picked the name Trinity for our daughter, Trinity Aria Escobar “

“I can see your excitement!” Ayana growled through gritted teeth.

“Ayana, I know you’re still trying to accept this, but putting it off and avoiding the truth is not going to make it go away or make things any different with you and Atticus.”

“Please, Tess, I can’t keep talking about this now. I’m really happy for you and I love the name Trinity. It’s very pretty.”

Please, Cousin, give it a rest! I have so much on my mind.

Ayana went to the bathroom to retrieve a wet cloth to put over her face for a minute to calm down. She then returned to her desk.

“Listen, Ayana! OK, believe me when I say this. I know better than anyone that this is a lot to take in and accept, but like you told me. It will work out.”

“One more thing I need to mention, Tess.”

“What is it?”

“My mother called me. What, does she have that mother’s intuition thing going on? I thought that subsides once your children are grown, and I am a grown ass woman!”

“Apparently not, according to your mother. You know she might pop up, right?”

“She better not! Anyway, I have to go see Atticus. These days, it’s the only what I can get to see him.”

Ayana grabbed her forehead in the palm of her hand with the other hand on her hip.

“I hope not, for your sanity’s sake. You know your mother’s very opinionated about everything. I’m going to try to dodge that bullet by saying I am too. But, more power to you, girl, if she shows up.”

“Tess, I still expect you to keep your mouth shut about this. I’m serious, not a word to August either!”

Tess struggled to stand. She walked over to Ayana to give her a hug.

“I must say, you’ve handled this far better than I did. You’re a strong woman!”

“Girl, you know us southern woman don’t take no stuff off of no one.”

“I’m learning. You’re teaching me a lot. Anyways, I will keep your secret for now. I’ll talk to you later. Plus, I need to stop past my office on the way out.”

“OK, thank you, Cousin.”

Tess left her office. Ayana decided to give Atticus a call as soon as Tess shut the door. She had to hear his voice and determine where she stood with him. Although there hadn’t been any indication or any warnings to let her know that he was messing around with other women, neither had he expressed to her that she was his only woman. Was she just another piece of ass to him? She wanted to know for sure. She reached for the phone.

Please no rejections and no excuses. I don’t want to hear it.

“ꜟ
Buenas tardes
! Thank you for calling Escobar Telecom Communication. You’ve reached Señor Atticus Escobar’s office, how can I help you?” a voice from the other line asked.

“
Buenas tardes
, may I speak to Señor Escobar please? This is Ayana Simmons,
gracias
.”

“One moment please…” the voice on the other line stated. “Ma’am, Señor Escobar states that he’s in a meeting and he has to call you back. Did you want to leave him a message?”

“No. That won’t be necessary.”

Ayana slammed the phone down, then grabbed the bag with the used pregnancy test and her pocketbook, rushing out of her office.

I need to confirm my pregnancy by a professional and I need to know just how far I am. That way I’ll know exactly how much time I have to decide what I want to do, even if Atticus doesn’t want any children. I can’t tell him.

****

While waiting for her name to be called by the nurse, Ayana sat there in the waiting area at the
Imss Clinica Five
on Marina Nacional Sn, Anahuac, Miguel Hidalgo. She was grateful that they accepted walk-ins. Having all the facts lined up was a stickler for her.

“Señorita Simmons?” the nurse called, and signaled for her to follow.

They went to the back of the clinic where the doctor was waiting in a private room. Ayana entered and followed the instructions that were given to her.

“ꜟBuenas tardes! Señorita Simmons! How are you this afternoon?”

“
No tan bueno
. I want to confirm what’s going on with me.”

“OK, we’ll do that. Well, I’m Dr. Gomez. Now, so you’re here to get a pregnancy test, correct?”

Ayana observed Dr. Gomez as he talked. He was a well-rounded man with short curly hair. She couldn’t help but stare at him because his facial hairs were all connected with the hair on his head. His thick mustache covered his lips and the tips ended with curls, as did his eyebrows. They’re appearance sort of made her feel squeamish. Refocusing her attention to the nurse’s movements helped distract her from the ill feelings.

“
Si
.”

Please, Doctor, can we speed this up? You’re moving so slow and I’m getting creped out. I just feel so frustrated with everything. I wish I could just lie in Atty’s arms right now. I just want him to hold me and say everything will be okay. No…wait…this is why I’m here in the first place, damn!

“OK, I have your blood work and the result of your urinalysis. Before we go over them, let’s examine you first.”

“Alright.”

“Get undressed, put the gown on, and lie on the table for me. I’ll return in
cinco minutos
.”

Ayana was undressed in two minutes. She took the time to observe her surroundings. Her eyes watered until she noticed a chart beside her displaying the various stages of pregnancy. Each stage broke down the developmental process of the baby. She reached for her stomach. The idea of life growing at that very second amazed her.

This is my baby. I will raise it on my own if I have to and I don’t need any handouts either.

The doctor re-entered the room with the nurse. He brought her chart with him, skimmed it over, and then washed and dried his hands. After he sat on his stool, he scooted over to the end of the table.

Lord, I’m nervous. I don’t like these examinations.

“Relax your legs out to the sides. Take a deep breath and let it out slowly. This will help you to relax your pelvic area.” The doctor instructed Ayana.

“OK.” Ayana did as she was instructed.

“I’m going to first take some samples of tissues just to make sure your cervix is healthy without any abnormal cells present, then I’ll check with a small pressure using two of my fingers, alright?.”