Today I was at my office talking with my wedding planner.

August had a meeting to go to but this was just the decoration portion so he told me that he trusted me with the final decision.

"I would love to have a little bit of the brighter flowers because the it'll be kind of dark already due to the forest theme."

"Ok we can get those for you. Are there any other specific details you want?" Mrs.Mitchell asked me as she typed my ideas onto her laptop.

"Is it possible to have random random colored spotlights on each table. I wanna bring more light into the room while keeping the enchanted jungle theme."

"Anything is possible for you in your wedding day my dear." She said smiling sweetly.

Ms.Mitchell was a married older lady in her mid 40s. Throughout the meeting she told me stories about her and her husband.

She told me about how they met in high school and got married at 19.

I thought it was beautiful that they had found love at such a young age.

She also told me how it wasn't easy. Their parents felt like they had rushed into it. How people doubted their marriage lasting.

But she told me she knew her husband was the one, it was no doubt in her mind when she walked down the aisle.

"Alright Mrs.Alsina everything is in place and ordered. Next time we meet will be 2 months for the wedding!" She said while gathering her things.

"Omg thank you for all of your help Mrs.Mitchell." I said standing up to give her a hug.

Once we said our goodbyes she left and I went back to filing more paperwork and checking inventory.

I wanted to have Brooklyn before we got married because I wanted to have her in the pictures and I wanted my body back.

Today is Paris's Baby Shower as well and I was the planner.

I think it's cool how we both got to plan each other's baby shower.

My phone started ringing.

I looked up from my last folder deciding to take it home with me and of course it was August wanting to FaceTime me.

"Hello, how many I help you my soon to be husband?"

"Wazzam baybeh. You good?"

"Yea babe. I was actually on my way out the office now." I said while walking to my car.

"Ight don't rush getting here."

"I'm not."

"Let me see my baybeh girl."

"She still just chillin." He said chuckling.

"Ughh yes." I whined.

"It's ok baybeh. It's almost over."

"I know. I know." I said sighing.

"I made sure everything was set fa Paris baby shower. All ya gotta do is show up and host."

"Thanks baby daddy."

"Bye Morgan. I love you." He said and hung up.

I bursted out laughing because he absolutely hated when I called him my "baby daddy" for some reason.

On my way home I stopped to get some fries and honey mustard to ease my cravings and my bladder.

I hated public bathrooms but when Brooklyn says it's time to use the bathroom, it's time to use the bathroom.

I made it to the house, parked into the garage, and slowly wobbled into the house.

I had a guest room downstairs filled with my clothes. Sometimes I got uncomfortable in my clothes and wanted to change, but I didn't want to go all the way upstairs.

Called me lazy but I don't give a damn.

Pregnancy and stairs don't mix.

I quickly pulled off my leggings and slipped into some shorts and put on a sports bra.

I put my previous clothes in the dirty hamper and walked back into the kitchen.

"Anthony get yo fucking hands outta my fries!" I yelled.

August froze as if I couldn't see him.

"Stop touching my shit." I said irritatedly and snatched my McDonald's bag from him.

"But baybeh u ain't get me nun. Dat ain't fair."

"August I called u twice while I was waiting in the line. You ain't answer. That's your fault. Fix you a sandwich." I said finishing the last of the fries, dripping it in the honey mustard.

I threw my trash away and sat down.

I closed my eyes and breathed in and out slowly as I felt a wave of nausea come over me.

Even though I craved certain food combinations sometimes Brookie didn't always agree with my choices.

"Ya ok baybeh?"

"Yea babe." I mumbled.

Now that it was getting close to the end of this pregnancy it felt like I was starting from the beginning with this annoying sickness.

I sat quietly for another 2 minutes until I eventually passed and August got me a bottle of water.

"I know you tha host and all baybeh but if ya feel like you getting tired I'll tell Chris to take over." August said sternly.

"Ok August." I said mentally rolling my eyes.

I hated that I was some times treated like I was handicapped. It was annoying.

I slowly got up from the chair because I felt my legs going to sleep.

"Babe are you finished with the nursery yet?" I asked as we walked up the stairs and passed Brooklyn's nursery.

The door was closed so I couldn't see what anything looked like.

He claimed that he wanted it to be a surprise and that I would have to wait.

"I ain't telling you." He said simply.

I would just go and peak into the room but he had went as far as putting some type of key pad lock on the door.

August was about to respond but then we heard the front door open and shut.

We both looked at each other with a confused expression.

It wasn't uncommon for August to forget to lock the front door and even though we lived in a safe neighborhood, August taught me you don't put anything past anyone.

He quickly lifted up a small pained on the wall and pulled out his Glock 20 10mm.

I took the gun off safety.

Morgan immediately knew to go into the safe place.

Nobody knew about our "safe place" in our house but us. Only me and her can access it with our hand print and voice control.

Once Brooklyn got old enough we would eventually put hers into the system as well.

I slowly walked down the stairs and heard movement in the kitchen.

I quickly pull my gun but froze as I seen Chris eating my damn cereal.

He saw the gun and dropped the cereal box.

" I ain't know a bowl a cereal was that crucial. I'll put it back." He said holding his hands up.

"Chris what tha fuck man. I almost busted a cap in ya fat ass! What tha fuck u doin in my house?" I said putting the gun back on safety and stuffed it into my waist band.

"I was in the neighborhood and a nigga was hungry. My bad." He said.

I texted Morgan from my second phone that it was ok to come out.

Not less than a minute she came almost running from around the corner.

That was another thing. The safe place behind the walls had different narrow pathways throughout the house to get to different rooms and outside.

"It's ok baybeh it was Chris dumb ass."

She didn't say a word.

She walked up to Chris and slapped the dog shit outta him.

"Damn." I said to myself.

"Fuck! Morgan what you do that shit for?" He asked still holding the side of his face.

I looked down and she had slightly peed herself.

"Clean this shit up!" She said with bass in her voice as she walked out the kitchen and back upstairs.

I shut my ass up and didn't say a word before she slap me too.

"What are ya doing over here anyways. Shouldn't you be with P getting ready for the baby shower?" I asked.

"Yea man but she getting her hair done at the salon down the street and I told her I was go stop by here while she finished up." He said moving his jaw as if it was broke.

I just laughed.

"Nigga this shit ain't funny. This shit finna leave a bruise or something. You got a ice pack or some shit?" He said.

"Yea pussy ass nigga." I joked grabbing a pack of frozen peas out of tha freezer.

I love my woman but she got hands like a nigga.

Morgan had did an amazing job and I loved how she made my idea come to life for my little prince.

She thought it was crazy to have a Winter Wonderland themed baby shower in the middle of August but I've always loved winter.

Nevertheless she granted my wishes.

We had just finished our last game which was "Guess what's in the diaper." Mama Shelia Mama Joyce had won so we awarded them both a 500 dollar gift card to wherever they wanted to go.

"Ok everyone may I have your attention please!" Morgan said standing on the podium.

"The parents would now like to announce the baby's official name." She said handing the mic over to me.

"First off Chris and I would like to thank everyone for coming out to celebrate the coming of our Prince. As you all know we couldn't decide on an official name so we took our time and decided on.... Xavier Maurice Brown."

"Awww." Everyone coo'ed and applauded.

"Aww best friend I love that name." Morgan said as we have each other a side hug since our bellies were in the way.

The party continued on as we mingled amongst one another.

Once it was time to clean up me and Morgan sat down.

We had both been on our feet all day and the last thing we wanted to do was clean.

We sat in two foldable chairs as we watched our family help clean up the venue we had rented.

"Morgan. Do you ever think it's crazy how we were just little girls, playing with dolls and running around outside before we had to go in the house because the street lights came on." I said slightly chuckling at the memories that replayed in my head.

"Yea. I also remember us talking about these things, starting a business, starting a family, getting married.... it's crazy."

"I would've never expected it to be like this but I'm glad it did. I remember saying I didn't want kids but now I love my Prince and my Brookie Cookie more than life could imagine."

"Same here, I'd do anything for either one of them. Sometimes it's scary how you can love someone before you even know them. But regardless we are going to be the best mothers we can be. We're best friends, we're gonna get through this together." She said testy eyed.

I understood why she was emotional. We're childhood best friends, now we're all grown up, having our own kids. It's overwhelming but something I would never regret.

"Thank you for always being there best friend." I said as my voice cracked.

"Any time sis. That's what best friends are for." She said reaching over as we hugged.

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