Kamilah was certain she would never hear from him again, assuming this was common sense of course. According to many people he was a pop star who would never be able to be in the backdrops of life. He would always be out there, in the spotlight, even if he didn't want to. Her mother felt she should never see him again, to her, Kamilah had no business growing with a boy who would eventually do what Brandon had done. But her mother was wrong, Joe was reserved when it came to romance or possibility of one, and he didn't judge nor twist anyone's mind. He enjoyed walking the board walk with Kamilah, there was no doubt about that, but he enjoyed getting to know her more than the beautiful Atlantic City shore. It would be another week before they saw each other again, this time it was more secluded and intimate surroundings enveloped them. She wore a pair of red Capri pants with a black blouse and wedge sandals.

Of course Ronnie, who was also was against Kamilah hanging out with Joe, questioned everything that happened. By her third meeting with Joe, it was clear where things were headed, and Ronnie was ready to pummel ass if necessary. "You're going on eight months pregnant!" Ronnie reminded her as if it were something she would easily forget. "What on earth are you thinking?"

"I'm enjoying my life" Kamilah defended herself, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Yeah and you enjoyed it a little too much with Brandon"

"Shut up Ronnie" she grunted and flipped open her laptop. She knew it was written allover her face that she liked Joe, and she was the worst liar on the face of the planet. But most of all, her best friend didn't support her, this bothered her.

"Kami you know I love you, and I am just looking out. I don't want some prick to do what Brandon did to you, it'd break my heart if I knew it happened and I could've prevented it but didn't"

"Joe isn't like that"

"Oh lord" Ronnie threw his hands in the air. "You go out with the guy three times and you think you know what they are all about? Open your eyes Kamilah! He is leaving tomorrow, and after that you wont see or hear from him again"

She wondered if Ronnie was right, that Joe would disappear from her life as quickly as he came into it. She realized that if this be the case, she would be hurt, but why? It wasn't like they knew one another, they weren't dating and most of all he never kissed her let alone made a move. Kamilah looked up from her computer screen at Ronnie who awaited an argument, when he received none he looked down at his Nike sneakers. Kamilah sighed heavily, running a hand through her hair that was still wet from her shower. Not wanting to admit to anything that would be twisted as vulnerable, she kept quiet for what seemed like an eternity. "I'm sorry Kami. It's just that with my dad being in the business, I've seen the way people operate. And guys who usually are the apple of all these girls eyes, they know it so they tend to flaunt it. You think Joe is really showing you who he is? Or is he just showing you who he thinks you want to see?""I'm not talking about this"

"You better keep in contact with me" Joe told her with a laugh, they were in a cab on the way to the JFK airport where Joe would take a plane back to Los Angeles. "If I am doing my part, you better do yours"

"Okay sergeant" she muttered playing a word search game on her phone. The whole day, she had been very detached towards him, not intentionally. Ronnie's words had impacted her more than she would have liked to believe. "Plus you leave and I never see you again" she thought aloud, instantly, like a second nature, she covered her mouth. Ashamed.

"Talk about a low blow" he muttered looking out of the window as they crossed a bridge. "If you were so convinced I wasn't going to stay in touch why did you come then?"

"Why are you getting so offended?" her eyebrows pulled together in a look of anger. Yeah, she had just royally fucked up but he didn't have to be a bitch about it either. "It slipped"

"So you were thinking I was going to just leave and never come back? After one of the most realest weeks of my life? Do I look like a fucker?" Kamilah kept quiet as he went on about how he thought it was clear to her something like that wouldn't happen. "I even swear to be there when you give birth" now he was really putting himself out there. Kamilah took in a deep breath before looking him dead in the eye.

"Why would you offer to do that?" she asked, a hand resting on her stomach. Instantly, she felt the baby kick. "I'm just a stupid pregnant jersey girl who made a mistake."

"Because Kamilah, I want to be there. I cant just forget once my plane lands." he knew he himself didn't want to leave, and he knew that she was feeling the same. Kamilah Kirk, the girl who was pregnant but precious and unforgettable. He spent days trying to shake himself out of this infatuation, but then he realized there was no point. He always wore his heart on his sleeve, and this was no exception. Whether she was going to admit so, she felt the same as well. They had many talks in the short period of time, too many things were said to just be left alone, and too many secrets were revealed. He knew things that only Ronnie knew, and she knew things that his brothers didn't even know. The ride was silent, until the cab pulled into the airport entrance and reality hit. I'm leaving, he thought, for real. He paid the cab driver the fee and looked at Kamilah. "One more month" he caressed her stomach before smiling. "The baby likes me"

"Yeah" she sort of sank in her seat once he said that. Was he under some sort of impression that he would be around the baby? Possibly. Kamilah left out the detail that she was giving the baby up for adoption, it was a big detail.

"Uncle Joe has a nice ring to it"

"You're going to miss your flight" she responded. He nodded and took her in a hug, inhaling her sweet scent of jojoba mixed with passion fruit. A scent he would remember for a long time. "See you soon then"

"See you soon" he got out of the cab and headed for the entrance, stopping, he left his bags and opened the door to the cab once more. "Sorry dude" he told the driver, then he looked at a confused Kamilah. "I have to try this" he leaned forward, his lips brushing against hers, softly.