Drinks& Surpises

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Last chapter ya'll

Gonna end it with a special surprise 😁😉

Excuse any errors 🙏🏾

Enjoy 🍾

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Noelle

"Okay Ms. Brooks, where do you want the tables set up?" One of the movers asked, while lugging in one of the all white squares table I ordered.

"Just place near the party favors table." I informed him, as I continued to stir my famous potato salad. He nodded and went on and he was told to do.

Today was Michael and I's house warming party / gender reveal party all in one. We had already invited all of our close family and friends, so our house was gonna be packed to capacity.  My Nana and Michael's mother had been a big help with preparing the food, while Monica and Andrew dealt with the decor part. I wanted to make sure everything went perfectly well, so I left the security measures to Big T.

I know that Michael and Big T thought I didn't see what was left on our door step that day, but I did. Honestly, I wasn't so petrified by it. These past couple weeks I have been receiving numerous disturbing death threats and unknown phone calls. I haven't mentioned it to Michael yet, cause I didn't want him to get all worked up about it, but I did tell Big T and made him promise not to tell. I had already made a police report and would rather have them deal with it. My main focus was on my family and making sure nothing interferes with our happiness.

"Noelle, the peach cobbler is already done sweetheart." My grandmother stated.

"Oh good. You made an extra one for just me right?" I asked thinking how much I use to enjoy eating my Baba's peach cobbler as a child.

She chuckled. "It's already in the ice box."

She walked over to me and took the bowl out of hands. "Didn't I tell you to take it easy today? Your pregnant self need to go on and sit down somewhere before you go into labor. Still can't believe how big you've gotten. That baby gots to be the size of a watermelon now." She joked.

"Ha ha ha. I'm not even that big Baba. If anything this baby is making my breast the size of cantaloupes. Mmm did we cut the cantaloupes?" I asked with sudden craving for cantaloupes.

"You did the same thing to your mother when she was pregnant with you." She explained. "But she happy with her cantaloupe-sized milk duds and all"

"Ewww, then I don't ever wanna have kids." Monica said covering her ears. "I work way to hard for my boobs to be looking like potato sacs."

"I can imagine you being pregnant though, Mona. Your very independent, reliable, and always heartwarming to the people you care about." I said munching on s few slices. "If anything I'm sure my child will be lucky to have you as their godmother."

"Your damn- I mean your right." She said correcting her language. "I wasn't able to give my first goddaughter the world, but I will with this one. By the way, you did you find out the sex right?"

I nodded. "But I'm not telling."

"Come on you can tell me, pleaseeeee." She begged. Out of nowhere a piece of fruit hit Monica in her head. I turned around to see Michael standing near the backdoor.

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