Turkey, Dressing, & Triflin’ B’s: My Baby Shower Was During Thanksgiving Dinner

Turkey, Dressing, & Triflin’ B’s

Amber POV

I should’ve known my baby shower was gonna be a hot mess the moment Mama decided to throw it during Thanksgiving dinner.

One minute I’m waddling to the table for a second helping of mac and cheese… next thing I know, three fine, triflin’ men walk in each one claiming to be the father of my unborn baby.

Yep. That part.

Dre’s the safe one. Tariq’s the mistake I keep repeating. And DeShawn? He’s the wildcard with a stroke game and a temper that make me weak in all the wrong ways.

Now I’m pregnant, petty, and pissed trying to figure out who knocked me up, who’s gonna step up, and who I should’ve blocked after Valentine's Day.

This ain't your sweet, small-town baby mama drama. It’s messy. It’s scandalous. It’s mine.

And I don’t care what Aunt Rhonda says over sweet potato pie...I’m choosing my own damn happy ending.