I took a breath, trying to relax. I hadn’t responded publicly, posted a bump picture, or said a word, but Reggie and Natalie wouldn’t let up.

I don’t know what I would have done if it wasn’t for Kellon keeping me calm. “Let them talk, baby,” was his motto. He was always calm when I wasn’t, and I truly didn’t know how I’d gotten so lucky to run into him.

“Forget Reggie and his hating ass fiancée. My friend is glowing, loved, and living in a New York City penthouse with her fine ass loyal, rich man. That’s the focus, baby. That’s the flex!” She snapped her fingers just as the doorbell rang. “And that is our ride.”

She turned on her heels, and I quickly grabbed my purse and waddled off behind her. I couldn’t lie… It felt good to have my bestie here. I made a mental note to make sure and thank my man later. He always knew exactly what I needed and when I needed it.

“So, let me get this shit straight,” Lolo said before sipping on her cucumber water. “This man cooks, makes your doctor’s appointments, pays for everything, flies your bestie out in private jets, and rubs your feet?”

“Mmhmm.” I nodded my head in confirmation.

We were still at the spa. Our faces were slathered in a cucumber masque, and we wore matching white robes and were having the time of our lives. I didn’t realize how bad I needed this catch up session with Lolo. We talked damn near every day, but nothing compared to us being face to face. It was always a good time.

“Okay. Let me ask you this. Is the sex hitting?”

“Hitting!” I giggled. “At first, I felt bad for having this man all up inside of me while I was pregnant by somebody else, but that thought faded after the first orgasm.”

Lolo’s mouth dropped open, and she held up the bottle of champagne like she was holding me at gunpoint.

“Alright, heifer. This is a stick up. What’s the prayer?” She clicked her mouth like she was loading a gun. “I just need to know what prayer was said, sis. That’s it. That’s all.”

We burst out laughing as I lifted my hands in surrender.

“I can’t help you, bestie. God did this one on His own.”

Lolo sighed loudly as she lowered the bottle slowly and placed it on the table.

“Seriously, though,” I said, leaning my head back. “I thank God every day for that man. I really don’t know what I did to deserve a love this pure.”

Lolo smiled. “And I love this for you, bestie. If anybody deserves it, it’s you.”