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🌱Almost 2 Weeks Later...
Jasmine
"Thank you, Miss. Davenport. We'll see you next appointment." Mrs Gladys smiled at me.
"Yes ma'am, thank you." I accepted the card she was passing me.
I've decided to wait until Luke gets back to find out the baby's gender.
And, if I can be frank, it fucking sucks. At least if I knew the gender I could fill my time with shopping for her or him.
As I walked out the office a chill ran across me.
Today was suppose to be beautiful but it's actually chilly and anyone in short sleeves should've put a coat on.
However, I'm the number of people that believed in the weather man today... How foolish of me.
I'm not driving all the way home so I'll have to stop by a store and purchase a light jacket or a sweater, I don't know.
I'll see what connects with me.
I've always had this thing for fashion, I could tell you what an outfit needs or could go without, maybe that's why I can't stop until I get what I need for my own.
At first I was too worn out to be pregnant and tryna looking good, I told myself I already got a man anyway.
Still, I kept looking at me and not liking what I saw looking back.
I wanted to carry my child in a different light.
And, who else can change this problem besides me?
I began to take it as even more reason to take my time with me, cater to me, doll myself up a little more.
I'll chill, yeah... But, I'm always dressing.
I say all this and today, I only sported my oversized shirt and my thigh highs.
I let out a slight laugh as I climbed into my suv and pulled onto the streets.
I circled back to a boutique that I remembered was around here and headed inside quickly.
I searched through their stuff and after finding one almost identical to my shoes, I just went for it.
I feel like I'll look like a school girl once I zip it up but oh well, I'd rather be warm and a little off than cold and cute. I'm sorry once again.
"Hey, Jasmine!" I turned around to see Naomi Sareen.
"Naomi Sareen, how are you?" I smiled as she got closer.
We chatted as we began looking at another rack together.
"Oh this is cute for you, no?" She held up a cute jacket, so much better than this shit I had found.
That's how it was back in the day too, she always knew how to dress an outfit up just a little bit more.
I may even say she taught me a thing of two.
"It's perfect!" I didn't wanna snatch it so I calmed down before accepting it but this is mine.
So much so that if someone tried to get it if I accidentally put it down, I'd bite their hand off.
I'd pay for it with their hand still attached to it and leave right out.
I laughed to myself saying "Bag it all."
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Grown Enough (On Hold)
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