The Ultimate Fight (14 page)

“I bet.” Thomas said so low that only Barron heard it. Mya had resumed conversation with Sheila and Ebony.

“Shut up.” Barron growled.

“What it’s not my fault you were thinking about your co-parent.” Thomas continued to tease. Only the men were privy to what they were discussing but Barry thought it best that they not continue or it was bound to get loud. From the look on Barron’s face he knew he was trying to reign in his beast.

“Boys.” Barry sternly butt in. “Chill.” They nodded.

“My bad.” Thomas said as an apology.

“Cool.” Barron accepted.

“We on for a game of pool tonight?” Barry asked with a hidden meaning.

“Yes sir.” Barron knew all too well what that meant. They needed to have a serious discussion.

“Excuse me. I gotta run to the restroom.” Mya said standing with the help of Barron.

“I will go with you girl.” Ebony said.

“I like her.” Sheila blurted out as soon as they were out of earshot. She had the cheeriest look on her face. Even though he was happy she was excited about the mother of his child he didn’t want her to get her hopes up thinking that they were getting married next.

“You just met her Sheila.”

“I know that Barry. You can’t tell me you don’t like her as well.”

“She is a smart girl and it’s not a ruse. So yeah I do.” He then whispered something in her ear that caused her to look away thoughtfully. Barron was curious as to what it might be but he stayed where he was. He had enough on his mind than to be worried about everyone else’s issues.

“Barron how do you feel about Miss Mya?” She asked suddenly.

“Sheila.” Barry warned.

“It was just a question Barry.” She ignored her husband’s wishes and then turned her questioning gaze to Barron waiting for an answer. “Well?”

“She’s cool. We get along.” He vaguely stated.

“Cool? Get along?” She shook her head at the way he described Mya as if she was just a casual friend.

“What do you want me to say mom?”

“Nothing. In fact it’s none of my business.” She schooled her resentment towards her son’s blatant brush off at any possibility that Mya was marrying material before the girls got back. Barron just went with the flow of things for the remainder of dinner. Everyone had things on their mind but none more than Barron. He knew he didn’t know enough about Mya to want to wife her but with his trust issues, will he ever?

~

Mya was settling into Barron’s home comfortably, getting used to living rather large. She never imagined in a million years that she would be living in a mansion with a celebrity as her child’s father. Settling into the woman of the house role which consisted of laundry, cooking, and letting her guard down to be available whenever his manhood requested entrance. One night she decided to quit fighting him on sleeping in his bed and laid awake waiting for his return from a celebrity promotional night out. He had been out on business over the last month so it was nothing new for him to come in at all hours of the night. This night ended completely different than what she expected because he didn’t come home at all and definitely no phone call. Mya found herself worrying when she woke up the next morning to find he still wasn’t lying next to her. So she tried calling him only to be sent to voicemail. Thirty minutes later he walked into the bedroom with wrinkled clothes on showing clear signs that he had just woken up.

“I didn’t expect for you to be in here.” He looked at Mya in shock as she was sitting up in his bed. When she didn’t say anything, he turned away from her inquisitive eyes and busied himself
getting ready for a shower. Ignoring her presence all together, Mya decided to just leave and give him his privacy.

At that moment is when Mya felt that sting in the middle of her chest, the lump in her throat, and the simmer of tears in her eyes. It was obvious that he was with someone else and the thought alone hurt her feelings. Sure they weren’t in a committed relationship but damn it sure felt like it at times. The way he
chased her, he showed signs of jealousy when another man would show interest when they were out, or just the fact that he catered to her at times. She wasn’t mad at the fact that he was out doing him, she had no strings or rings, and damn sure no papers on him. He could do what the hell he wanted to do. Deciding then to just ignore her hurt feelings, Mya decided to just take her associates up on their offer to meet in town for brunch.

“Long time no see stranger.” Shannon spoke when they saw Mya approach the table.

“I know right.” Mya mocked with an eye roll.

“Damn girl, I’m surprised you were let out of the house alone.” Kim taunted with disdain.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Mya asked with her eyebrows bunched up in confusion.

“Lately the only time you are out in the public eye you are either with Damon’s funky ass or that fine ass B.A.” Shannon said with Kim nodding in agreement.

“The way you two talk, you would think that I was always out and about. We know that was never the case. So why you act like I’m a prisoner somewhere and now I’m out on parole?”

“We just being observant.”

“Yeah right or being nosey. Which is it really?”

“Why you so defensive?” Kim asked with an attitude further pissing Mya off.

“Who pissed in your cereal this morning? We were just wondering because you are not acting like the Mya we have grown to know.” Shannon tried to console.

“Right, we are sisters remember.” Mya thought about what they said for a few minutes before she just brushed off her hostility because most of her attitude could be coming from the way Barron just didn’t bother coming home last night. Then had the nerve to not even attempt a conversation about it. He was a grown man and all but damn he could show a little common courtesy.

“Uh oh, looks like trouble in paradise.”

“Already, damn that didn’t last long.”

“What are y’all talking about now?”

“I know he kicked it too tough last night at the club debut. Shit I did too but I lost him after a while no telling who he left with last night.”

“…”

“He and that big booty DJ left at the same time last night was what I heard.” Kim said. Just as she got that out, Mya’s cell rang alerting her that Barron was calling her. Ignoring his call all together, she focused back on the conversation before her. They continued to talk about their fun-filled night out last night while she was at home cradling her swollen belly.

“Oh yeah, I stopped by your apartment the other day to find out you have moved out. What’s up with that?” Shannon asked.

“Yeah I moved… My bad I forgot to tell you two.”

“Where are you staying at now?” Kim prodded.

“In Buckhead.” Mya vaguely stated.

“Where in Buckhead?” Shannon asked with wide eyes. Mya knew by her being the real estate agent she knew where every well off part there was to be seen in Atlanta. “You live with B.A. don’t you?”

“Well damn, I knew you left the party with him that night but damn I didn’t know it was like that.” Kim said.

“Like what?”

“You got yourself pregnant and now you living with him too. I should have been taking a page from your book if I knew it would be that easy.”

“I didn’t get myself pregnant and honestly I was forced to move in with him once rumors started circulating about who my child’s father was. Everything with Barron was a chance meeting, nothing else.” Mya defended herself.
“And while we are on the subject do either of you have any suspicions of who would have leaked to the press about my identity?”

“
Damn you think that little of us, huh?” Kim said with disdain.

“
I ain’t mad at you boo. Do ya thing.” Shannon commended. “But honestly I don’t have a clue, I know I didn’t.” She honestly wasn’t hating on Mya for snagging one the most eligible bachelors out here.

Kim on the other hand was pissed that she had tried everything to snag someone of his status and always came up empty handed. Mya didn’t even want that life whether it was being Damon’s friend or
from Barron knocking her up. ‘She had it made and didn’t even appreciate it,’ Kim thought to herself.

“Can we at least get an invitation to the new house?” Kim asked thinking that it was better to try and be friends with her than bash her. She needed a plan.

“Technically it’s not my house. I’m not even certain if I will stay after the baby is born.”

“
At least let us host your baby shower. Especially with you living so lavishly, we could have it there.” Kim continued to push.

“His sister already asked
, sorry.”

“Maybe I… I mean we can help.”

“I will let her know that you guys want to help out.” They resumed chatting about other things before Mya let them know she had to get home to finish packing. Barron and Mya had agreed to go home to Arkansas together so he could meet her family while she spent some much needed time with them. His parents were back at home so he would be visiting with them while he and his friends hit up some of their old spots.

“Where you been?” Barron asked when Mya walked into the house successfully scaring the shit out of her. Her mind was in such deep thought that she was not aware of her surroundings.

“Shit Barron you scared the shit out of me.”

“…”

“I went to brunch.”

“With who?”

“Does it matter?”

“I asked didn’t I?”

“Please don’t do this.”

“Do what?”

“Don’t worry about it.” Before Mya had completed that statement to the fullest she found herself spread eagle with her dress thrown over her stomach revealing her now naked bottom. Barron had removed her panties so fast she didn’t have a chance to protest because the air from his breath as he inhaled her sweet center caused her to damn near faint from the intense feeling building within her core. “Barron, what…” He silenced her once again as he devoured her cookie like he was cookie monster in the flesh.

Moans, grunts, groans, and screams could be heard throughout the quiet house as he took her to the mountain top just before he pushed
in his entire length to the hilt. Hitting all of her spots and then some new ones on the kitchen counter. No words were uttered until he was satisfied that no one had been near his pot of gold. Mya soon figured out what his deal was when he constantly questioned ‘who’s was it.’ His name was screamed to the heavens resting his mangled mind that she didn’t want anyone but him.

The question that he previously sought came back full steam of wanting to know who she had been with and this time she didn’t hesitate in answering with
an explanation of why just for good measure. Satisfied with her answers he released the pent up aggression he held captive in his balls. Carrying her to the bedroom, careful not to wake her. He wiped up the remnants of their afternoon tryst from between her legs, covering her sleeping body before running to the gym for a little sparring session.

This time when Mya woke up she found a note explaining where he was and when he would be back. A small smile appeared on her face at the gesture, he didn’t owe her anything but it was just nice to know he felt the common courtesy to do it anyway. Then a frown replaced the smile thinking about what the girls said about him being with someone else just last night. Maybe she should at least make him wrap up if they were going to fool around. She may already be pregnant but there was no way she was going to play with her health and definitely not the health of her baby. Beyond the shadow of a doubt Barron was feeling some type of way when she wouldn’t tell him who she had been with. He might not be looking at her in a relationship manor but he had some sort of feelings towards her. He just had to.

~

“Barron it’s nice to finally meet you young man.” Terrance, Mya’s dad shook Barron’s outstretched hand. “Barry it’s been too long old friend.”

“I know it has. Now our kids have decided to hook and make us even older.”

“Oh you two old birds stop it.”
Patricia teased pushing the two older men out of the way. “Barron, I remember when you were just a baby.” Patricia said giving him a sideways hug.

“Really?”

“Yeah, actually your mom went into labor when we were all at a barbeque. I ended up having to drive all of us to the hospital because these old birds were a little intoxicated.” The women laughed as the men groaned.

“So how did you two meet again?” Terrance asked looking from Mya to Barron. It was time to play the overpowering, overbearing, and intimidating father.

“Daddy.”

“Don’t daddy me. It’s my job to do this. Normally it’s before children but in this case we seem to be a little untraditional.”

“Everyone have a seat and let’s chat since Terrance is ready to get his daddy speech out of the way before we eat.” Patricia rolled her eyes.

“We met at his birthday party daddy. We had good conversation and just chilled until the end of the night. Pretty much the rest is history.” Mya said.