Royal got the paternity test results back within five days. He should have known that he wasn’t the father by how reluctant Vanna was to even have the test done. She could barely look at him the whole time. It was no surprise when she outright refused to meet again to discuss the results.
Needing some closure, Royal called Vanna at home later that night. “Just tell me this, Vanna. Did you honestly not know who the father was? Or did you deliberately pick me out of a lineup?” he asked, not ignorant to the fact that she’d had other men in her life while dating him.
“Why wouldn’t I pick you, Royal?” Vanna replied, answering his questions with questions. “Why wouldn’t any woman pick a financially stable man, who is willing to step up to the plate, over a man who barely owns a paper plate?”
“So it was all about the money, huh?”
“Yep. A child has to eat. Mama does, too, and you know I love filet mignon.” Vanna chuckled, displaying no remorse at her deception.
Royal frowned, though he was not surprised in the least by her comments. Although sexually impulsive, Vanna was just as impulsive in other areas of her life. She was an impulsive shopper and an impulsive employee, switching jobs every six months in search of more money.
Royal ended the call soon after that. Though he wished Vanna well, he made sure to let her know that he would not be calling her again under any circumstances. Nor did he ever want to hear from her again. In short, their relationship was over.
With that drama behind him, Royal’s thoughts turned back to Delia. Since things were still too complicated between them to pursue her right now, he decided to act on something he’d thought of during a review of her medical file. Something that he should have acted upon months ago.
Pulling out his wallet, Royal sorted through an array of gold and platinum credit cards until he found the exclusive black card that he was looking for. Reaching for the phone again, he made travel plans to go to
© 2008 by Suprina Frazier
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Author note: I wouldn’t be Suprina if I didn’t use this post for a teachable moment. Like to hear it, here it goes…
To the fellas: You no longer have to wait nine months to find out if a woman is carrying your child or not. According to the website below, you can know within the first five weeks. It might cost you a stack, but the peace of mind is worth the steep price.
To the ladies: Stop the madness! If you just don’t know who the child’s father is, just say so. Honesty is always the best way to go in situations like these. And please stop trying to pin the baby on one man just because he might be more financially stable than another man. I’m the product of questionable paternity and speaking on the children’s behalf, we still love you, Mom, but we DO NOT appreciate not knowing who our real fathers are.
Okay, off my soapbox now. lol. Enjoy the rest of the story.