Chapter 20: Vodka for Milk

Vodka for Milk!

Now I felt great, since the death of Hunter, I could know no better. He was indeed an angel in human skin. 

Finally my old lover, Jamal Khaleefa, renewed his vows. Undeniably, he has been extremely loving and caring, he showed more affection than giving out gifts, I loved the man he had become and I know Dr Khaleefa would be proud of him. 

It felt prolific moving into the mansion we once despised. 

I had long waited for the sun to rise and the morning to come, the fresh breeze to blow.

Jamal arms were wrapped around me throughout the night. Something changed about him, he wasn't so care free like our friendship once demanded, he was now overprotective over me than always.

 I turned to his face, staring at this handsome creature right before me, then I smiled.

I smooched his face then I dropped a kiss on his lips, he responded collectively like I was in his mind then he whispered

  "Mornin babe!"

  "Mornin Khaleef! I got something for you!"

I said in between smiles

He was used to the name 'Khaleef', he no longer felt awkward, in his terms, he preferred the tone I used to call him and secondly, it felt good to be like his father.

We rushed into the shower for a warm bath, actually the weather was crazy, it was fall season. We got dressed in gucci pants and shirts, then white socks with gucci prints at the frontals, then the duo slides Jamal got few days ago, he wouldn't stop gifting, but i loved it. We sat on the couch, my legs crossed on his thighs while we saw a movie. I was thinking of something romantic actually but there was no better place in the world than just us two. I decided to ask him if he wanted anything

  "Babe! Would you like anything?" I smiled innocently

  "That's sweet of you though!....." He teased

He found pleasure in that, likewise me

  "Don't act like I don't take care of you like I should. Tell me!" I insisted

  "Just Vodka! Thanks babe" He snapped, Snuggling my noise lightly

  "Too early for liquor but I got you though!" I smiled walking to the refrigerator. I served him a glass of warm baby milk instead, I had that all planned out. I briskly walked to him handing over the glass, he tilted his head up in disbelief, Milk was no where close Vodka, he assumed I skipped

  "Baby, not Milk or whatever that is, its Vodka...thank you!" He turned away catching up the next scene on the screen

  "Yeah! I just wanted milk for you, don't you think?" I teased regardless

Milk was something we didn't despise completely but it wasn't our fancy, we took it occasionally.

  "Danni c'mon! You shouldn't have asked, if you wanted a tease. I could get one for myself...." 

A slight frown settled on his face, then I sat next to him leaning towards him. I took the glass of milk trying to give him a taste but he retreated

  "Jamal! I'm your wife. Do you think I could poison you?" I feigned frown

  "Ok. Let's see what you got!" He accepted without restraint, he sipped it "Its worse than I had thought. Baby's milk? For real?" He asked calmly not disappoint me

  "Yeah! Are you wondering why?" I asked even if I knew he had a million questions to ask me over milk

  "Yeah I do!" He turned to me completely abandoning the movie

This moment was awkward, I could see it on his face that he wondered and was confused about the whole stunt I pulled and giving him no positive response was eating him.

  "Ok!" I began with my lashes blinking up and down intermittently "You still don't get the message? That's daft!" I teased amidst his seriousness

  "Whatever you call it, I still don't get no message...tell me, baby. You need heaven for that?" He asked

  "...we are having a baby!...." I blurted

  "Danni?"

He screamed my name out loud like he was trying to find his tempo. His face brightened up like a morning flower and his broad smile was unending. He lifted me up like I weighed a paper. He kissed me swiftly in turns, the excitement was undeniably overwhelming and affectionate. His eyes told a thousand stories, how badly he wanted a child but he never asked, definitely he felt I was ready to be a mother. But why not, I've always wanted kids. 

I could remember the roof top dinner party Eric and Ada hosted, I couldn't stop admiring and admitting to myself that I wanted one. Someone i could call mine, even if its not. 

  "Let's go out, I'm starting my fatherly duties instantly, no time!" 

He scurried to the our bedroom upstairs to get the car key. 

We drove in a white Lamborghini Tommie gifted us for our reunion, he insisted it was the least he could do after hiding the truth about Jamal in the past, it was a remake in his terms. Jamal stretched his right hand, rubbing my belly that had an almost invisible bump.

  "How did I not notice? Your tampons were used I guess.....I was really not smart this time!" He teased with a smile

  "I hid them. I wanted to be sure, I was really pregnant! I knew you'd be sneaky." I explained

I showed him the soft copy of my results through my phone. We had fun in essence.

We took pictures and visited the orphans. Jamal requested we did for a reason I didn't know about but it was mutual and I wasn't against it.

We kept it subtle from everyone but us. Even if we were famous and wealthy, we lived a simple but classical life that didn't require the Press or Media. The next thing Jamal could think of was a house help. To him, he didn't want me stressing over nothing but I didn't succumb to it, not because I was insecure but because it was worthless to me at the moment, not right now. Jamal was the perfect man I had wanted, our relationship grew fonder not only for the feeling but also the understanding, maturity and trust we built for ourselves. I loved the couple we became.