Surgeon Dr. Wyatt Bradshaw experiences the highs and lows as he tries to balance his hectic work and Love life. Sexy, educated, black and gay- what a deadly combination!
That whole situation earlier had me heated. The fact that he dogged out my dude and could possibly be dogging out my best friend had me shook. As a doctor, I'm always looking for a decent outcome, no matter how the bad the situation may look or even be; knowing my bestie like I do, I know damn well this shit is going to be a tough ass pill to swallow. Plus, I think she still got that gag reflex.
No shade............But shade.
I was laying down in the on call room trying to figure out the best way to reveal this shit to Tiffany. I respect the fact that women just need to be told the truth, because they can handle it; but I also felt like I've been lying to Tiffany since I've known this info, our rule is to just tell it straight up. But how??? How do you say: "Hey sis, look, the nigga you talking to is trifling and played my dude when they dated [I know, crazy.], and he got a wife and we want you to stop talking to him because he a con artist and I don't want you to get caught up, and don't tell him you know this shit because my man might go to jail for breaching the agreement they have."
Nah, that's some wild ass Jerry Springer shit.
This was going to be a tough one. I looked at my watch and realized that I had a surgery in about an hour so I figured I'd just take a nap, this reggie shit was just going to have to wait.
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Tiff busted through the door, looking like she was hunting for something. "There you are. What the hell was that about in the ER?" she closed and locked the door. Staring dead at me with her hands on her hips, I knew this was not going to end pretty.
"Tiff, look sis. I need to tell you something but you might flip out and I don't want to tell you now because I want you as focused on the boards as possible. Currently thats the most important thing right now."
She sucked in a good amount of air and let it out, and when she did,my heart rate started to increase.
"Look, I don't know if he rubbed you the wrong way or maybe was a bit condescending, but please just give him a chance. He's a really great guy once you get to know him. And besides, I cant have my best friend and my future baby daddy mad at each other, can I?" she asked with a shy grin.
My stomach was in my ass and I was certain I went from tachy to brady(High heart rate to low heart rate) in the matter of seconds.
I couldn't really believe what I was hearing. "YOU'RE PREGNANT???!!" I screamed.
She jumped in excitement. "I don't know yet! I Might be, it's cause I'm late and we didn't use a condom the last few times. I already told him and he seems to be thrilled!"
Now I gotta be the nigga that ruins pregnancy news and possible, "I'm starting a family" news? This was way too much pressure, but I owe her the truth. She scanned me looking for a reaction and I really wasn't giving off any form of excitement, and that's when her whole demeanor changed.
