“Your man is sending us to the spa, baby. He said you needed to rest, and I agree. Massages, facials, pedicures… all that!”

I smiled, shaking my head as I waddled toward my bedroom. “Let me go throw on a sweat suit.”

“Girl, absolutely the fuck not,” Lolo said, trailing behind me. “You are not going anywhere with me looking frumpy and pregnant. If you don’t put on something cute.”

“Cute and hiding the fact that I’m six months pregnant don’t exactly mix, Lolo.”

I stood in front of the bedroom Kellon had let me turn into a closet. Lolo walked right past me and started flipping through hangers like she lived here.

“You’ve been hiding in baggy clothes far too long. We’re going to the spa. Nobody is going to see you. You can give fine and pregnant for one day for your bestie,” she pleaded, making me roll my eyes.

“That’s exactly what I’ve been trying to avoid. I don’t need to draw any attention.”

Like the hardheaded best friend she was, she handed me a tight, ribbed peach-colored dress that hugged all my curves, even the new one that was in front. It was cute and had a little stretch. It was one of the pieces I’d picked out when shopping with Kellon’s mom.

I pulled it on slowly, eyeing my reflection. I hadn’t dressed up in a minute, not since before I’d started showing. News was already swirling around about me being pregnant, and I didn’t want to come out and confirm it yet. Right now, it was just Reggie running his mouth and throwing around rumors in people’s comment sections.

“He showed up at the shop a few times last week,” Lolo said suddenly as if she was reading my mind.

“What?” I turned to look at her.

“Kellon made me promise not to tell you about any Reggie sightings, but he’s been by a lot looking for you. I told him you didn’t work there anymore, but I guess he thought I was lying.”

“I’m so sick of his ass, Lolo. He’s been a damn menace.” I rolled my eyes so hard they almost got stuck. “Him and his damn fiancée have been trolling me and Kellon online since February. We’ve hit them with restraining orders, and Kellon’s mom had the lawyers send a cease and desist letter.”

“He’s fucking obsessed with you,” Lolo muttered.

“And I don’t understand. He didn’t want this child. He told me to get an abortion. I literally don’t bother him and haven’t asked him for anything, and he’s still not satisfied.”

“He can’t stand the idea of you moving on and finding real love and happiness. He’s probably jealous that Kellon’s a bigger football star than he is,” Lolo said.