Murder Inc.

20

Birthday Part II

Joe returned home to his birthday cookout. And he had a great time. He did receive gifts from everyone and he apologized to Jey for his actions. He and Jey squashed things and bro hugged.
Yasmine, "Awwwee."
Melissa kept looking at Yasmine's stomach.
Yasmine, "What's wrong with you?"
Melissa, "My stomach doesn't look like yours. It's not as full. Heck, I don't look that pregnant at all."
Yasmine, "Liss, we're not that far along."
Melissa, "Yas, I'm concerned."
Yasmine, "Liss, don't start thinking negatively or think the worse. As a nurse, I've seen this all the time. You'll be small starting then you wake up with a huge pumpkin on your stomach. Everything is fine."
Melissa, "You're right."
Yasmine, "But if it concerns you make an appointment with your OBGYN."
An hour after eating and conversating, it was almost time to head to the race game. Joe showers and gets redressed.
Peyton and Camille wanted to play with Joe after they all get bathed and redressed.
Peyton was swinging with her head held back while holding her dad's hands.
Melissa, "Didn't yall play enough?"
Camille was currently on Joe's back, "Nooooo! Bouncy house! Bouncy house!"
Joe, "We'll rent one out tomorrow."
Peyton, "Yayyyy in the shape of the princess castle."
Joe, "Princess Castle it is. And we'll get a Spiderman one for the boys."
In Melissa's head, this was perfect that Joe was making plans for him and the kids because she had business to take care of.
Robyn, "Thank you for inviting us."
Melissa, "You're welcome. So, when's the date?"
Robyn, "October 1st."
Melissa, "I'm so happy for you guys. Congrats again."
The driver honked his horn as Joe, Melissa, the kids, Yasmine and Sione loaded inside with a few family members following behind them.
When they arrived to the race game Joe was excited when seeing all the fast cars and he got to meet some of the race car drivers. What he didn't like was some of the drivers recognizing Melissa.
Driver #1, "Nothing personal. All business. She got my wife's woman shed remodeled at a great cost. And my wife loves her cosmetic line."
Melissa, "Thank you so much. And thank you for the nice review you and your wife wrote."
Some of the race car drivers wanted Melissa's business information and this pissed Joe off that she was getting other men's attention.

Joe pulls Melissa away around her waist, "This is my birthday, not a business op or mixture for the great Melissa Sullivan branding campaign."

Melissa, "What is your problem? This is your birthday. It's been all about you. Please, let's not argue. Let's look at cars and have fun."

Joe, "Fun as in your flirting to get business."
Melissa, "If this wasn't your birthday, I would throw this damn drink in your face. I'm a businesswoman, a legit one at that. A business that our sons and daughters can walk in without looking over their damn shoulders and checking their backs for knives. I'm doing all this for us. And if you don't like it, don't be a part. And fuck you!"
Joe, "What you say?"