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“What? What’s wrong?” Rita asked as she walked in. Natasha smiled and stood up.
“I think I just named my son,” Natasha said. Rita looked at her as a smile played on her own face.
“You know the sex?” she asked. Natasha shook her head no.
“No, I was just thinking of everything I am going through and called the baby Aiden,” she said. “And he kicked,” she added excitedly.
“He?” Rita asked. Natasha nodded.
“I don’t know what it is, but I think it’s a ‘he,’” Natasha said. Rita threw her arms around her friend.
“Somehow, I feel it too,” Rita said as she pulled away. She frowned as she looked at Natasha’s tangled curls. “What’s going on here?” she asked pointing at her hair. Natasha rolled her eyes.
“I was just about to take care of that when you walked in. So…,” she walked to her dressing table and picked up a hair brush. “You’re on hair duty,” she added as she handed Rita the brush.
“Gladly,” Rita said as Natasha sat down in front of her dressing mirror.
“So why are you not at work? And why is Nan making breakfast while she should be making sandwiches or something for lunch?” Natasha asked as Rita began working on her hair.
“Work’s fine, I finally got a new assistant,” Rita said with a smile. Natasha smiled at her friend’s reflection.
“That’s wonderful,” Natasha said. “And does she or he know everything artsy?” she asked. Rita’s smiled seemed to be renewed when Natasha asked that.
“That’s the best part. She knows her stuff plus she’s eye candy,” Rita said excitedly. “In her first two days we made over three grand in sales. The men come in, look and buy,” she added.
“You sound like a pimp,” Natasha said laughing.
“Well, I kind of feel like one too,” Rita said as she gathered Natasha’s hair in a ponytail. “I have so much more time now to spend with my beautifully pregnant best friend,” she added as she fastened the last bobby pin leaving her curls loose at the top of her head. “There,” Rita said as Natasha looked at her reflection. She looked classy, if not simply gorgeous. Her breasts, which were a few sizes bigger, looked wonderfully full in her dress and her facial features popped thanks to her new hairstyle.
“I feel so pretty,” Natasha squealed. Rita gave her a brief hug and quick kiss on her cheek.
“You are,” she said. “Now let’s go down and get some food in you,” he added.
“Yeah, what’s up with that?” Natasha asked as Rita helped her up.
“Estelle had brunch today, remember?” Rita asked looking at Natasha wondering how that slipped her mind. But then again, she had become very forgetful of late. Natasha looked at Rita as a look of familiarity struck her.
“Oh yeah,” Natasha said. “Oh well,” she added as they made their way down the stairs. Rita suddenly stopped and looked at her. “What? Let’s go. I’m hungry,” she said looking at Rita.
“Some of Estelle’s guests are still here,” Rita said. Natasha looked at her confused. She didn’t understand why this was a big deal. After all, they had guests over all the time.
“Okay. So?” Natasha asked looking at Rita questionably.
“Sherea is here,” Rita said looking at Natasha who rolled her eyes. Sherea was one of the people who never really liked the whole idea of Mitchell Schmidt. To her, Mitchell was the monster who robbed her of the nice girl who was once a promising future daughter in law.
“Oh,” Natasha said. “But she should really get over the whole idea. I mean Jay did and he was the one I was in a relationship with, she added. Rita raised an eyebrow.
“Did he, Tasha? Did he really?” she asked looking into Natasha’s eyes. Natasha knew exactly what that look meant. Jay had been a thorn in her side ever since she started going out with Mitchell with late night phone calls, showing up at her workplace and even sometimes camping outside her apartment. He had actually gone
“What? What’s wrong?” Rita asked as she walked in. Natasha smiled and stood up.
“I think I just named my son,” Natasha said. Rita looked at her as a smile played on her own face.
“You know the sex?” she asked. Natasha shook her head no.
“No, I was just thinking of everything I am going through and called the baby Aiden,” she said. “And he kicked,” she added excitedly.
“He?” Rita asked. Natasha nodded.
“I don’t know what it is, but I think it’s a ‘he,’” Natasha said. Rita threw her arms around her friend.
“Somehow, I feel it too,” Rita said as she pulled away. She frowned as she looked at Natasha’s tangled curls. “What’s going on here?” she asked pointing at her hair. Natasha rolled her eyes.
“I was just about to take care of that when you walked in. So…,” she walked to her dressing table and picked up a hair brush. “You’re on hair duty,” she added as she handed Rita the brush.
“Gladly,” Rita said as Natasha sat down in front of her dressing mirror.
“So why are you not at work? And why is Nan making breakfast while she should be making sandwiches or something for lunch?” Natasha asked as Rita began working on her hair.
“Work’s fine, I finally got a new assistant,” Rita said with a smile. Natasha smiled at her friend’s reflection.
“That’s wonderful,” Natasha said. “And does she or he know everything artsy?” she asked. Rita’s smiled seemed to be renewed when Natasha asked that.
“That’s the best part. She knows her stuff plus she’s eye candy,” Rita said excitedly. “In her first two days we made over three grand in sales. The men come in, look and buy,” she added.
“You sound like a pimp,” Natasha said laughing.
“Well, I kind of feel like one too,” Rita said as she gathered Natasha’s hair in a ponytail. “I have so much more time now to spend with my beautifully pregnant best friend,” she added as she fastened the last bobby pin leaving her curls loose at the top of her head. “There,” Rita said as Natasha looked at her reflection. She looked classy, if not simply gorgeous. Her breasts, which were a few sizes bigger, looked wonderfully full in her dress and her facial features popped thanks to her new hairstyle.
“I feel so pretty,” Natasha squealed. Rita gave her a brief hug and quick kiss on her cheek.
“You are,” she said. “Now let’s go down and get some food in you,” he added.
“Yeah, what’s up with that?” Natasha asked as Rita helped her up.
“Estelle had brunch today, remember?” Rita asked looking at Natasha wondering how that slipped her mind. But then again, she had become very forgetful of late. Natasha looked at Rita as a look of familiarity struck her.
“Oh yeah,” Natasha said. “Oh well,” she added as they made their way down the stairs. Rita suddenly stopped and looked at her. “What? Let’s go. I’m hungry,” she said looking at Rita.
“Some of Estelle’s guests are still here,” Rita said. Natasha looked at her confused. She didn’t understand why this was a big deal. After all, they had guests over all the time.
“Okay. So?” Natasha asked looking at Rita questionably.
“Sherea is here,” Rita said looking at Natasha who rolled her eyes. Sherea was one of the people who never really liked the whole idea of Mitchell Schmidt. To her, Mitchell was the monster who robbed her of the nice girl who was once a promising future daughter in law.
“Oh,” Natasha said. “But she should really get over the whole idea. I mean Jay did and he was the one I was in a relationship with, she added. Rita raised an eyebrow.
“Did he, Tasha? Did he really?” she asked looking into Natasha’s eyes. Natasha knew exactly what that look meant. Jay had been a thorn in her side ever since she started going out with Mitchell with late night phone calls, showing up at her workplace and even sometimes camping outside her apartment. He had actually gone
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