“Royce, I don’t need anything from you or your brother for that matter. You have your answer now leave my home,” I said picking the tests up and trashing them. I went to walk pass him when he pulled me in for a side hug. “Come here mane. Stop all this tough girl shit. You pregnant with an Atkins. Hold up. It is an Atkins, right?” “What? Move,” I said pushing him away, but he brought me right back. “Aye don’t beat my ass, but I’ll take that as a yes. Shit, I ain’t know how you got down. I had to check, Brat.”
