Thug Lovin' by Wahida Clark Read Free Book Online

had already made new friends. She was doing all she
     could to deal with the pain of losing her only child and keeping Tasha from worrying about Trae and for that she was grateful.
    Tasha looked around the room, fluffed up the crib pillows once again and then headed downstairs to the family room. She settled
     on the couch, grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. She then felt it, warm fluids wetting her thighs.
    “Oh, my God!” she whispered as she felt her thighs and crotch to be sure. “Oh, my God. My water broke!” She jumped up and
     ran over to the phone and called Trae. “Baby, it’s time,” she sang into his voice mail before hanging up and racing upstairs
     to change her pants and underwear. She was both excited and nervous. But before she could get inside her bedroom her first
     labor pain practically folded her. She grabbed ahold of the doorknob, squeezed it and began doing her breathing exercises.
    The pain was so sharp it brought tears to her eyes. “Oh, God,” she sighed a sigh of relief after it subsided. She grabbed
     the phone to call Trae again. When the voice mail came on she said, “Baby, where are you? I just had my first contraction
     and it was a big one. Hurry home.” She hung up and put some dry shorts and panties on. She then called her doctor and told
     her that she had had her first contraction and that her water had already broken. The doctor told her to get on over to the
     hospital. With twins and with Tasha being past her due date Dr. Cannon didn’t want to take any chances.
    Tasha hung up with her doctor and called Trae, again leaving a message, and then she called Marva.
    Taking care of Magnificent had eased a load off Trae’s shoulders. Trae was slowly coming down off of that high. The high he
     had gotten from taking Magnificent out. He was in Omar’s basement along with Bo, and of course Omar. They were sitting around
     drinking, passing blunts around and reminiscing about Shaheem’s crazy ass.
    Omar said, “Kaylin said since you don’t know how to answer your phone come over to the crib. He needs to holla at you before
     you leave. I told him you ain’t going nowhere until we get that tape back.”
    “Leave? Leave for where?” Then it dawned on Trae that he had a wife and soon-to-be family at home. “Shit!” Trae spat. He jumped
     up and began pacing back and forth. “I’ve been so caught up in finding that damn Magnificent cat, I haven’t even checked on
     my wife. I can’t believe this,” he mumbled. He searched all of his pockets for his phone and turned it on. He dialed his voice
     mail. “Shit!” he spat as he realized that Tasha had been blowing his phone up.
    Bo and Omar watched as his whole demeanor changed. He went from killer Trae to worried daddy.
    He could hear the panic in her voice but at the same time she was trying to be strong. He could also hear it in her voice
     that she was scared and disappointed. He snatched up his jacket.
    “Tasha is in labor. Y’all gotta get me to the airport on somebody’s plane and I mean right now. I can’t miss the delivery
     of my first babies.” He was already headed for the door, with Bo and Omar on his heels.
    Trae arrived in California and walked in the delivery room just as his first son was coming into the world.

CHAPTER NINE
    Fast-forward, Manhattan, New York City… Game
Over Records
    G ood morning, Game Over Records. Please hold. Good morning, Game Over Records, how may I direct your call?”
    Bobbi the receptionist was going crazy for the third morning in a row since the headlines read REGGAETON SUPERSTAR AND MOTHER FOUND SLAIN . The news was on every radio station, every news channel and just about every newspaper.
    When she looked up she saw Angel coming into the office. She had on a pair of dark shades that Bobbi knew matched her mood.
     She stood up and said, “Mrs. Santos, I’m glad you are back safely from your business trip and I am sorry about Papi Chulo.
     I still can’t believe it, but