Darrelle's POV
"You're calling your mother first." She mumbled shifting beside me to lay her head in my lap.
"Why?" I asked leaning back on the couch and she smiled closing her eyes.
"Because I'm pregnant."
"Your reason is I'm pregnant."
"Yes." She replied handing me my phone, I sighed taking dialing my mother's number quickly.
"Hey Mom." I greeted the moment she answered the call.
"Hey sweetheart, how's Nia feeling now?" She asked and I remembered the last time she spoke to us, was when I thought Nia had the flu.
"She's good, she's laying right here."
"That's good, so why the sudden call at 9 p.m?" She asked and I ran my hand down to Nia's belly.
"Mom Nia's pregnant, we're having a baby." I said bracing myself.
"Darrelle Tremaine Khalil Christopher Williams, when I told you I wanted grandbabies I meant after marriage, Nia deserves to be-put Nia on the phone." She said and I handed Nia the phone she took it placing it go her ear.