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"She has a fever, and I just don't know what to do."

The little girl, Lila, was coughing as well.

I know this type. Single dads with a kid that has a common cold.

He's kind of cute, though, with brown hair, freckles spread over his olive skin, and hazel eyes. His daughter was like a carbon copy of him.

I giggled when all he needed was some Tylenol and kids ' flavored NyQuil. "She's not dying. She needs Tylenol and the kid's NyQuil. She's fine, I promise."

His eyes widened like a child in trouble. "Oh. Um, thanks." He smiled cutely.

"Hehehe, dad's silly." Lila giggled

I chuckle. "It's fine; I'll go prescribe it for you." I go to the door.

"Wait."

I turned around. "Yes?"

"Um, Carson," he stuck his hand out. "Carson Grey. And I don't know how to be smooth, so I'm just going to ask for your number and if you'd go out with me?"

I smiled and bit my lip. He's adorable, and I guess I can't waste my time on Iskander. He's not ready, and I'm not ready to wait.

Yes, you are.

"Sure." I took his phone and put my number in, and smiled. "Text me the details."

He nodded gladly as I walked out.

Oop, y'all, I got a date!

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"Guess what–"

"It's all her fault!" Adele yelled, pointing at me as soon as I came inside.

I furrowed my brows as Iskander pinched the bridge of his nose in exhaustion. "Adele, you have been out for fucking nine months, and for nine months, Renata's been caring for him because she knows more than I do about his health."

Adele scoffs. "Well, I'm here now. Deport her back to Mexico."

My jaw went wide. "Excuse me bitch, educate yourself; I'm from Spain. Don't play, or it's going to get wicked."

a/n: PLEASE KILL ME FOR WRITING THAT BULLSHIT

"No, it's not going to get anything, Renata; stop acting foolish."

"No, muchacho, stop treating like a child and get your cumbucket, your fucking blonde bitch ass breeder."

I rolled my eyes as she gasped dramatically. "I know you did not let her disrespect me!" She shouts.

"I don't need this, Adele; stop." That is literally his answer, and her answer to his answer was to take a pan, thank god the stove wasn't on, and slam it on Iskander's chest.

I gasped, covering my mouth as Iskander glared at Adele while holding his chest. Obviously, in pain. "Izzie, I know you're not going to walk away," I said in disbelief.

But that's what he did.

Iskander glares at me before walking away.

I understand he's tired, but I won't let this go, nor will I let his ex disrespect me.

So, I followed him into his room.

"Renata, I'm not entertaining your bullshit." He says gruffly.

"My bullshit? That's crazy because your puta started it by being rude and disrespectful to the woman the fucking took care of her child. She should be grateful, and you should, too, at least enough to defend me. Not only that, she's fucking abusive!"

Iskander sighs, rubbing his chest. "I'm very grateful. But I'd rather not have a catfight, and I don't talk to Adele like I talk to you, and it's not out of respect, trust me; now be fucking for real and leave me alone."

"Izzie, if you were grateful, you would show it. Now I'm going to leave because you're tired, but you're not forgiven."

"I couldn't care less." He says, putting a pillow over his head. My gaze lingers where he was hit for a while, he keeps rubbing it, and I'm concerned she hit him a lot harder than I expected.

Nevertheless, I shrugged, not mentioning it because, obviously, Iskander didn't want to speak on it. "I'm going on a date, a guy at the hospital asked me, and I was going to tell you the details, but–"

"Who the fuck asked you out?"

I smiled sinisterly. "Don't worry about that; I just want to inform you because I don't want to 'coincidently' show up, and you need to know where I am just in case– but stay in your lane."

"Fuck off, Renata."

"You can fuck me–did you just throw a pillow at me?!"

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"He asked you on a date.....while being in a damn hospital for his daughter?" Victoria asks mockingly.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes."

"And, lemme get this straight," Julia says. "He came to the hospital....for a common cold?"

"Yes."

Julia shook her head. "Damn, I thought Julius was a dumbass."

"I did too, chile," Victoria rolled her eyes but then clapped. "Oh, yeah, I forgot. I found out I was pregnant this morning."

Julia and I look at each other in shock; she says it so normally.

"Does Mani know?"

Victoria shook her head. "No, he's at work. He'll know tonight."

I raise my eyebrows, impressed by her confidence. "Most women would be so scared to tell their boyfriends they're pregnant."

Victoria scoffs. "I dare him to get mad at me. I'll fuck him up. I did not tell him to take off the condom and use the pull-out method. I did not want a baby right now, but it's here, and I'm not doing jack shit. Plus, who wouldn't want a mini-me?"

Julia laughs. "What if it's a boy or a girl that looks like Mani?"

"If it's a boy, it's still my mini-me, and the Romanov genes are strong as hell; all my babies bout to look like me."

"I hope so, chica," I said, sifting through the dresses; I needed something cute–not sexy. I want to make a certain someone jealous.

"Should I wear this one?" I took out a black outfit. It was short and sexy and was going to catch both Carson and Iskander's attention.

Julia and Victoria squealed. "Purr, Iskander's missing out." Victoria giggles.

"No, for real, wear this. Show Carson some assets." Julia says, wiggling her butt.

"What happens when Julius finds out you've been shaking ass in public?" Victoria asked as I laughed at the question.

Julia shrugged. "I can't wait for the punishment."

"You're done!" Victoria cringes, yelling as my jaw drops at Julia's comment.

"Wow, you and Julius are kinky." I teased, and Victoria glared at the both of us.

"This is nasty. I don't want to hear about Julius, of all people!"

"Well, your brother's good." Julia winks, and Victoria starts to leave. "Wait, we were kidding."

"Who's we, chica? I had no part in this."

"Fake ass ho, we're in this together."

Victoria throws a shoebox at Julia's head. "Stupid ass," we both laugh when it actually hits Julia's head.

"I'm going to tell Julius about this, Victoria!" She whines.

"I don't care ho; he can come fight me–wait, no, shit, I forgot I'm pregnant. Goddamn it, Mani!"

I can't with this woman.

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Carson and I have been texting for two days. He's funny and cute. And right now, I'm getting ready for that date. I told Penelope to search him up for me, and she said he's basically good, has no criminal record, a wife that left him for no apparent reason, and his beautiful daughter.

I'm starting to think I'm attracted to DILFS. It's concerning.

No, it's not. They're so hot.

Don't like the dad bods, though, no way.

I finished up my makeup, giving myself a little spin before going to tease Iskander.

"Izzie!" I walked into his office, where he was playing with Kenji.

"Oh, mommy, you look pretty! Can I come with you?"

I giggled, petting his head. "No, cariño, I'm sorry, this event is not for kids."

Kenji just shrugs. "Ok, I was playing with daddy anyway, so I still have something to do."

I shook my head, looking at Iskander, who was looking at my outfit.

"How do I look?"

"Where are you going?" He said, his jaw clenched as his gaze trailed my outfit.

"On a date," I winked back.

"What's a date, mommy?"

"Something for work, hunny. Don't worry too much."

Kenji nods, continuing with his paw patrol.

"Where is it?"

I smiled. "I'm not dumb, Izzie; my date is somewhere; you will be informed after I come back."

My phone buzzed before Iskander could say anything. "Oop, that's him; he's here! Bye, Izzie, bye Kenji!" I chuckled as I felt his eyes linger on my ass.

Love it when he does that. I only wish he could let loose and fuck me.

see ya.