Family Feud

Pregnant? Pregnant? He thought to himself for the simple fact that he’d never been put in this predicament before. The most this man ever received was a woman telling him that she’d been pregnant, only after she handled the situation herself and chose not to keep it. “Pregnant, huh? Well...” He uttered lowly, taking a moment to think. “That’s good, right? As in, good that you’re telling me? I mean... you are keeping it, right?” Dez was nervous, just asking whatever questions he saw fit at that given moment.

“So, uh... what needs to be discussed?” He inquired, not even worried about what he had to say, because it looked like Lil’ had something worse to get off her chest. The suspense was killing him inside, low-key making him wonder if it had anything to do with his brother again. “I’m all ears, what’s going on?” The male reiterated, tapping his fingers against his leg.

“I’m glad you had some time to spare, not seeing you for a couple of weeks is beginning to feel more like years.” The male spoke as he entered Lil’s home. “Thought maybe you’d be too busy for me today.” He chuckled, planting a soft kiss onto her lips. The last time they’d reconnected, a simple conversation turned into a rather heated encounter - which is what Dez really came to discuss.

The hum Adonis received in response brought over a sense of calmness, seeing as though his biggest fear at the moment was giving her an answer she didn’t want to hear. A small smile crept upon his lips as Natalie spoke and he’d given her a short nod. “Like butter, huh? I mean, I truly doubt that this place would disappoint me or we wouldn’t be here.” Shooting a quick glance down at her hand, he then made eye contact again while pondering on his next reply. “Well, it honestly started off as me wanting to be far away from my dysfunctional family. But, I ended up loving it and gaining the opportunity to travel the world with low funds at the time was a bonus for me.” He shrugged. One thing he didn’t want to do was discuss his lack of funds, past or present, but he was still young with plenty of time to move to the ‘upper class’ world if he truly wanted to. Reaching for his glass, Adonis lifted it off the table and waited for Natalie to do the same with a brow raised. “Aside from my current career choice, what else would you like to know about me?”

At this point, it was a blessing that she hadn’t left his office angry and Dez hoped that all of this was now put behind them. Placing his hands on the woman’s waist as she sat on his desk, he smirked, pecking her lips once more. “I don’t think this was enough to prove how much I’ve missed you, but... I can always show you some more.”

Dez was beginning to feel like his brother, a nuisance. “This went nothing like I expected, but I rather had gotten it out of my system than to not say anything.” Locking eyes with Lil, he brushed his thumb against the back of her hand. “If you truly do wanna go, I understand. I personally just don’t want you to...”

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋. The leaves changing colors. A heavy backpack. The smell of old books. Eating until you’re stuffed deep. Dark woods. The silence in loudness. Abandoned houses. Ripped jeans. Crunching leaves beneath feet. Feeling like you’ve been somewhere before. Sitting at a bay window. Having an endless amount of homework. Charcoal drawings. Screaming into a pillow as loud as you can. Pumpkin patches. Creaky floorboards. Accepting that some things have to change. Museums. Small talk. Being ignored. Procrastinating. A door slamming shut. Going to bed early. Baking pies. The fear of walking alone in the dark. Feeling completely and terribly lost. A twig snapping. Crisp, cool days. Belly laughter after crying. Converse. Foggy mornings at the shoreline. Writing a daily entry in a journal. A lonely day.

Lilith’s next remark caused him to laugh and shake his head. “Yeah, okay, you keep thinking that if you want to. Maybe he’s just in denial. Honestly, I don’t care.” Making his way back over to the woman, he stood before her with a straight face. “I know what I’m doing and what the outcome is/was going to be. I also know that if he truly thought I was referring to you, he would’ve asked you already.”

Adonis observed every movement Natalie made; her classiness was something to idolize; something he’d always looked for in a woman but never received. Lack of a male role model with stature, besides one of his uncles, he had to use roles from movies and television shows as his ‘example.’ Once she’d mentioned the aged New York strip, ‘Don immediately changed his mind on that whatchamacallit. At first his eyes dropped down to Natalie’s hand gripping his chin, then slowly leveled back up with hers as she tugged him closer. “N-Nah, I’m not nervous. I’m good.” He mumbled, clearing his throat slightly while giving her a quick head nod as she pulled away. There was a certain tone in the woman’s voice that he could never get over - sensual and sweet, yet sexy at the same time. Much like the look she’d been giving him after her next question. “Medium. Though I’ve been disappointed a time or two, I don’t see that happening here.” Adonis smirked, his leg had been shaking viciously underneath that table; lucky for him it wasn’t visible to her and he continued trying to play it cool. “I’ve also only tried calamari once, a few months back actually. Hadn’t expected it to be so divine.”