"Kofi, stop playing Inanna and Lorenzo are supposed to come here in a couple of hours and I haven't even started."
I wanted all of us to get together and have a nice dinner. I guess it's kind of like a double date.
"I told you our cook could've come in today and made dinner."
He has a personal cook that does our meal plans for the week.
I had her skip dinner for today, because I wanted to cook for her. But, now I'm starting to think that's a bad idea. Kofi won't stop rubbing on me so I can even start the dinner.
I wanted to follow one of Kofi's mother recipes, Tagliatelle alla Bolognese. His mother, like ours, wrote down their recipes on postcards.
Since, I'm the cook out of the two of us I have our mother recipes. Kofi is the only child and he has his mothers recipes.
"I wanted to do it myself. I need you to help me. It is your mothers recipe and I know you watched her make this dish."
"I'll help you if you get on top tonight."
He stood in front of me and placed both hands on the counter next to me.
"I was going to do that anyway and you were going to help me whether you like it or not."
I smiled and then lifted up to kiss him.
"Mhm," He mumbled against my lips.
"Now, let's get started. I'm not used to making Italian meals."
Our mother was Haitian and Nigerian. She told us how to cook before she died. Teaching us and writing down all of the meals that she grew up on.
My father cooked too but it wasn't a huge thing for him. But, we did learn how to make Russian dishes from our godmother Rose.
She also made sure to teach us how to make every dish our mother had a recipe for. Seeing as she was close to our mother she knew how everything was supposed to taste.
She taught us how to cook and be women. Dmitri taught us how to run the family business, how to defend ourselves, especially after our parents died.
We're forever grateful to have them as parents, to still have Dmitri in our lives.
I don't know what I would do without him and Inanna.
"Is this going to be us in the future," Kofi questioned, stirring the ingredients in the pan.
"Yes, making meals with our future children. Learning each other's cultures, living life."
"I can't wait and next time we're making Chicken Cacciatore."
"Sure, whatever you want."
I didn't want to make the meal because it has too much wine in it and I'm trying to cut back. Which is going to be hard because it's one of Kofi's favorite meals.
"I'll finish this up, you get dressed and everything. I know it takes you a long time."
"Okay, and I'll set the tab;e when I come back so you can get dressed."
I washed my hands and then walked off to get ready for our dinner.
"I brought wine."
Inanna and Lorenzo walked in with two bottles of wine.
Now that Daniel and Jacob are dead we're able to live our lives. We still have problems with what's going on with Dmitri. Rose's death anniversary is coming up and he takes that day the hardest.
He doesn't want us to fly out there because of everything involving his case and with my just getting engaged he wants us to be happy.
I'll respect his wishes, but I am going to call him.
I can't stand seeing him depressed, especially when it comes to death anniversaries.
Since we are starting new, we decided to get a new house. I was already looking at it but I wanted to wait until all of our enemies were dealt with. This dinner is kind of like a housewarming dinner, in a way.
"I'll take these, follow us."
I led them to the dining room, where Kofi was placing the food on the table.
Kofi grabbed their coats and placed them in the coat closet. I put the wine bottles on the table and went into the kitchen to grab wine glasses.
I made sure everyone was settled before I sat down to pile my plate.
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I've been waiting on this all day.
"You made Tagliatelle alla Bolognese from scratch. This is amazing, Alessia."
"Thank you, Kofi's mothers and Kofi were a lot of help."
"Love, you aren't drinking any wine," Kofi questioned, pouring more wine into his glass.
"No, I'm trying to take a break."
Inanna looked at me with a confused look before it changed.
A sister always knows, especially a twin sister.
"Oh, I didn't know you were taking a break. I would've only brought one bottle."
"No, it's okay, Lorenzo. Thank you for the wine. It's just something that came up at the last minute."
Now, Kofi looked at me with a confused expression.
Inanna cleared her throat before siping the wine in her glass.
"Am I missing something," Kofi questioned.
"I'm five months pregnant, Kofi. With our daughter."
