Surrogate Mother (Completed)

Chapter 3: The Visit

Afra and Jaeson arrived to Rochelle's home at a decent time as planned. Rochelle lived in Laurel Springs, a middle-class neighborhood, which was east of Cloverdale. There were palm tree leaves swinging through the breeze, but there were still a small number of delinquent teens wondering around and wrappers of candy and chips bags rolling in the gutter. While pulling on the curb of Rochelle's home, Afra noticed some things she didnt really like. She had thought she told Dr. Herring that she wanted a woman who lived in a nice neighborhood, but I guess Dr. Herring didnt hear her too clear. The Jeep Wrangler came to a complete stop and Jaeson put the car in park.

"Babe? You sure this is 1405 Perring Park Avenue?" Jaeson questioned while looking at his surroundings with a turned up brow.

Afra glances at the paper where Dr. Herring wrote down Rochelle's address, "Yeah Jae, that's what it says."

Jaeson grabbed Afra by the hand and massaged it gently while starring in her eyes, "Well, let's just give this one a try. If you really dont like her, we can always go back to the portfolio and look over it again."

"I dont know Jaeson. I mean, look at this neighborhood! Guys walking around with cigarettes in their hand, trash in the gutters, you can even smell the nicotine in the air!" Afra exclaimed while pointing out every detail that she saw.

"Baby, stop being so up tight and bougie! I know we went up into a different lifestyle, but we cant judge these people. They're just like us."

"Ok, ok! I'll give it a try, but one red flag and we're gone!" Afra pointed her finger at Jaeson to prove how serious she was and he nodded his head at her. She took this surrogacy procedure seriously. She didnt want any mistakes and definitely didnt want to invest their money into the wrong woman.

Afra and Jaeson hopped out of the car and walked up to Rochelle's door. Although the neighborhood was a little rough around the edges, her landscaping was out of this world. She had orchards trailing along the pathway to the front door, daisies planted at every bush and around the palm tree in the middle of her front yard, as well as a bird bath.

Before ringing the door bell, Afra took in a deep breath and released it into the air. Jaeson smoothed out his dress shirt and his dress pants.

Ding dong.

"Hi, you must be the Coventrys," the lady smiled while reaching out her hand for a handshake. 

Afra and Jaeson shook her hand while still standing outside the door way.

"I'm Rochelle. Please, come on."

Afra was amazed. Rochelle was as beautiful as she looked in her profile picture. She had long bronze curly hair, caramel toned skin, and had freckles on her cheeks with a cute mole under her bottom lip. She reminded Afra a little about the late Spanish singer, Selena Perez. Her accent was very beautiful as well.

Jaeson and Afra followed Rochelle to her living room where they sat on the brown sofa. Rochelle sat in the opposite direction of them. There was complete silence for a moment while Afra looked around in curiosity.

Nice interior design,  Afra thought. So far, Rochelle left her a great impression.

Rochelle looked back at them with a smile. She decided to break the silence.

"Let me not be rude," said Rochelle in her Spanish accent, "Would you guys like something to drink? I know it's a very hot day today."

"Oh no thank you," Jaeson responded with a smile with his hands rested behind Afra's back and his right leg rested on the other.