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I leaned back in my chair, still looking at the report. I’d gone my entire life without knowing who my father was, and now I finally had his name. The fucked-up part was that he had died years ago, so there wasn’t any chance of meeting him.
Saint must’ve noticed I wasn’t saying much.
“You good, bruh?” he asked.
“Yeah. Just thinking about how we’ve been knowing each other all these years and ain’t had a fucking clue,” I answered.
“Shit, I know,” Saint replied. “But anything y’all wanna know about Pops, I’ll tell you what I remember. I was young when he died, but I got pictures and stuff my family kept.”
“I’d like to see those,” I admitted.
“Bet. I’ll bring them by one day,” he assured me.
“I guess Kat ain’t that much of a hoe as I thought,” Tae’s dumb ass said.
“Aye, the fuck wrong with you?” Saint laughed.
“You cool with all this?” I asked him.
“Yeah, I’m just tryna figure out how I keep finding out about new siblings,” he joked. “First Cadence, now y’all two muthafuckas.”
“Nigga, you might need to stop going to family functions,” Tae replied, making us laugh.
We talked a little longer before deciding to tell everybody ourselves instead of making some big announcement. Tae was ready to call Gabi, and Saint wanted to let Eve know. I planned on telling Tori when I got home.
Before leaving, Saint stood and pulled me into a hug.
“Love you, bruh,” he told me.
“Love you too, nigga,” I replied, patting his back.
He grabbed Tae next, ignoring him when he started talking shit about all the hugging.
After Saint left, Tae hung around long enough for us to discuss some club business before heading out himself. I was finally getting back to my paperwork when my phone started ringing.
Tori’s name flashed across the screen.
“Wassup, mama?” I answered.
“Ajoni, where are you?” Rah questioned.
I frowned when I heard my sister’s voice instead of my wife’s.
“Why the fuck you got Tori’s phone? What’s going on?”
“Joni, I need you to get to the hospital. Tori’s in labor,” she answered.
I was out of my chair before she finished speaking.
“What the fuck you mean she’s in labor? She ain’t due for another month!”
“I know, but her water broke. We’re on our way to the hospital now,” Rah explained. “Just get there.”
“I’m on my fucking way,” I replied.
I ended the call and hurried out of my office, dialing Tae as I headed toward the parking lot.
A few minutes ago, I’d found out I had another biological brother. Now my wife was about to have our sons four weeks early.
