"I'm strapped up nigga fuck a gun law," I rapped along to Lil Wayne's Gun Walk as I played Brian's iPod in the kitchen as I made myself chicken cacciatore. "Yeah hoe, see me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk." I danced to the beat as my phone started ringing.
"Hello?" I answered without looking at the caller ID.
"Hey, how are you?" I heard Taylor on the other end.
"I'm good, how are you?" I asked.
"I'm great, I'm on my way over. You don't mind right?" He asked.
"Nah, I need some company." I chuckled lightly.
"Ard, be there in ten." he said before he hung up.
Just as I finished up the meal, I heard a knock at the front door.
"Hey Taylor," I opened the door wide allowing him inside.
"Hey Briana," he said as he pulled me in for a hug.
"What the hell is that smell?" I covered my mouth and nose. "Oh my god," I said before I went to the bathroom to throw up.
"I'm so sorry." Taylor said once I finished brushing my teeth. "I think it's my cologne. I'll go change." he suggested before he disappeared as I sat on the living room couch waiting for him to return.
"What you in here chefin' up? A nigga starving," he told me as he rubbed his stomach playfully.
"Chicken cacciatore." I responded as I walked over to the kitchen. "I am so sorry, I'm just really sensitive to smells now."
"I have no idea what the hell you just said, but yeah. I want some," he said as he took a seat at the kitchen island. "And you good, I understand."
"You've never had chicken cacciatore before? It's so fucking good" I told him. "It's my favorite to be honest," I told him as I made him a plate.
"Well I can't wait to try it." He said as I put a plate in front of him before I carried my plate taking a seat across from him.
He grabbed my hands and said a quick prayer before we both dug right in.
"This shit is bomb," he told me as he finished every little piece on his plate.
"Well I'm glad you like it, feel free to have seconds, thirds, take some home. Whatever." I said.
"Thanks, anything you need to do today?" he asked me.
"My appointment is at four, I don't know if you wanna come though." I told him.
"Yeah that's fine, I wanna see my niece or nephew. When do you find out the gender?"
"Today actually." I said.
"Well then yeah I'm coming" he smiled.
*
"Good evening Briana, how are you?" Dr. Gilroy spoke as I laid on the examination table.
"I'm good, how are you?"
"Good good, who is this fine young man here? He must be related to Chancelor because he looks just like him." She smirked.
"Taylor, it's his brother." I introduced him.
"Dr. Gilroy," she said shaking his hand.
"Nice to meet you," he replied as he took his previous seat.
"Well let's get to it," she said as she grabbed a pair of gloves.
