She Fell For A Boss(27)

Miego just looked at her but didn't say anything. He wore a grin instead.

“You're not gon’ answer me?” Yami asked.

“Don't ask questions you already know the answer to,” was all he said.

Yami didn't have a comeback for that, so she sat back and stared out the window. They rode in silence until he pulled in the parking lot of their destination and Yami looked at Miego like he had lost his damn mind. She knew good and damn well that he didn't bring her with him to shop for a baby. Correction, his baby.

“Why are we at Babies ’R Us?” Yami asked, not even attempting to hide her frustration.

“I need to get a stroller.” Miego got out and waited for Yami.

She didn’t move, and instead watched him through the windshield. When he realized she wasn't getting out, he walked around to her door, opened it, and leaned over her, placing one arm on the roof of his car.

“The fuck is wrong with you?” Miego asked with a smirk because of the way Yami’s face had twisted up so fast.

“How old?”

“Eight months, why the fuck does that matter?” Miego knew she had assumed he was buying a stroller for his kid, and since she was so pissed, he didn't tell her any different.

“Oh my God. You are unbelievable. You have an eight-month-old child and you’re bringing me here to help you buy a stroller? Please take me home.”

“Why the fuck do I need to take you home? Don't you have a daughter?”

“My daughter is two, almost three, and I’m not asking you to shop for her on our first date. Me having a kid is irrelevant, and you knew I had a kid.”

Mieog laughed. “Damn, shorty, you mad as fuck. Your face is all red and shit, but it's cute as hell, though.”

“Are you serious right now. Did you hear anything I just said?” Yami looked at Miego like she wanted to slap the grin off his face.

“Get out the damn car, with your hostile ass. I don’t have no damn kids, shorty.”

Yami looked at him confused, but she was still pissed. “Then who are you buying a stroller for?”

My nephew, it's my brother Tron’s son, Tajh. Somebody stole that shit while they were at the doctor. Damn, I know you think I’m rude and shit, but do you really think I would bring you to help me buy a stroller for my own kid without even telling you I had one first? That would be some fucked up shit, shorty, and I’m not that damn bad.”

Yami sat there but still didn’t move. She was pissed that he let had her believe he had a kid, but relieved that he didn't.

“You gon’ get your little red ass out the car or what?”

Yami looked up at him and really wanted to smile. He looked so damn cute to her, leaning over her body with that sexy grin on his face, exposing a dimple in his right cheek. Instead, she held it, rolled her eyes and stepped out. He removed his arm from the roof but didn’t step back, so their bodies when she got on her feet. Yami inhaled Miego's cologne while he admired her tiny frame.

“Are we going in?” she asked, trying to kill the awkwardness of them just standing there so close.

“Can I kiss you first?” he asked.

“No.”

She said it so quick that it made him laugh. Of course, he ignored her and leaned down, damn near with a full curve in his back, and gently placed a kiss on her temple. Yami felt her body quiver and he admired the expression that filled her face.

“Let’s go, and for the record, this ain't no damn date. We're just chillin’. The fuck I look like taking you on a date to a baby store? When I take your ass on a date, trust me shorty, you'll know.”

Miego grabbed her hand and pulled her out the way so he could shut the door. Once he did, he hit the remote to lock the car and the two headed toward the store. Miego held onto her hand and she let him, not wanting to ruin the moment, which was why she didn't say anything about his whole ‘date’ speech either.

The two spent the next hour buying more stuff than he really needed to buy, including a car seat that he insisted on buying to keep in his car for Ray. Yami enjoyed being around Miego because, despite the fact that he didn't have any filters, he was actually pretty funny and a big ass kid. The two actually did more playing in the store than they should have, and by the time they reached her sister’s house, Yami really didn't want to leave Miego.

“So, do I get an invite to dinner or what?”

Yami laughed at the goofy grin he wore. He basically had worn it all day, which was a different side of him. When they first met, he seemed so arrogant and reserved, but now she was seeing him differently.

“I don't really think that will work. My sister doesn't think me and you are a good idea.”