Pregnant and Homeless✔

Chapter 24

"Good morning," Valdo said, then kissed my cheeks, "How did you sleep?"

I poured the warm water on the formula then looked up at him, "I didn't. Jamaica woke up every hour for food and diaper change, so whenever I laid down, I barely got much sleep." I covered my mouth as I yawned then close Jamaica's bottle. She's going to wake up any minute now, and I want to make her feeding so I can pop the bottle in her mouth as soon as she starts crying.

"I didn't hear any crying last night. I would have helped you if I did. Sorry." I looked at his sad face and smile. He's truly an angel. He wasn't pretending to care, he really did.

"It's okay. She wasn't crying that loudly anyway, and she never cried for long enough for you to hear."

"I'll definitely leave my door open tonight, so I can hear her when she cries, you should do the same," he reassured.

"Thanks. I'll try and remember."

"You must be extremely tired. Go back to bed. I'll take care of Jamaica when she wakes." He placed his hands on my shoulders and gently started to rub them.

"I can't let you do that; you must have a lot of work to do." He was touching my shoulder, and I wasn't freaking out, a new development for me. I never let William touched my shoulder or anyone else for that matter. I hated being touched there. It freaked me out, but Valdo was touching my shoulders, and I wasn't panicking which means important something, I'm not sure what yet.

"You're not letting me do anything; I'm offering and don't worry about my work. I told you, I'm the boss, I make my own hours."

"You have to delegate." I didn't want to slack on work because I was in his life.

"I can delegate from home. " He pulled me away from the counter. "Come. You're going back to bed." He removed his hands from my shoulder and held my hand instead then gently pulled me towards my room.

"Okay, fine, but only for a couple of hours." When we reached my doorway, he lifted me in bridal style. I let out a little scream at my shock, and he chuckles.

"I won't drop you. I promise." when we entered my room, he walked over to my bed and gently placed me down. "Close your eyes and relax" I did as he instructed. "I'll take Jamaica on my way out." he bent and placed a kiss on my forehead, and after a few seconds, I heard the wheels of the crib moving and my door being close.

I took a deep breath and tried to block all the incoming thoughts then let sleep take over.

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I stretched my hands out as I yawned then slowly opened my eyes. I stared at the ceiling for a few minutes before my mind started registering my surroundings. "Jamaica." I jumped up from the bed and looked beside me at the crib, but it wasn't there. I started panicking for a second until the memory of earlier started coming back. I sighed; my baby was okay. She's with Valdo, and I trusted him 150%.

I rubbed my eyes and pulled myself off the bed. I opened the door of my room and started making my way to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed; my hair was a mess. My face was a mess, the bags under my eye pretty evident. I yawned a second time, then I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I fixed my hair as best as I could by running my fingers through it a few times. I looked at myself and nod, I wasn't Beyonce beautiful, but I didn't look too bad.

I exited the bathroom and started walking towards the kitchen.

"Look who's finally awake." I turned my head at the voice and saw Valdo with Jamaica in his hands and his face looking down at her. A smile immediately formed on my face, and instead of walking to the kitchen, I turned and started walking towards the pair. They looked utterly amazing. Why do men look so good with babies in their arms? Especially when the man is wearing a short-sleeve T-shirt and all his muscles are showing.