“Please don’t freak out,” she whispered, closing in on him. “Just come back here with me so I can explain it all to you.” “What the fuck is back there in the damn baby section?” “Daun…” “Bro,” his hands clutched the top of his head. “B, stop fuckin’ playin’ wit me.” Grabbing him by the waist Benz tried to calm him down. He was already high, so this was probably blowing his mind. “Daun,” she spoke softly. “I…we…we have a baby, she’s—” “She?”
