Twenty-five year old Adira Thompson finds herself in a position where she's single and pregnant, with dreams of becoming a plastic surgeon.
She and her family have a love for basketball, particularly their home team in Los Angeles. Her world someho...
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Kenzo and I have been hanging out even more since he had the falling out with his mom. I ended up letting him keep the key and got Char another spare. So he could come here when he's off. He's supposed to be going house hunting soon.
I found out the team was doing a little birthday bash for him when they get back in town from their away games.
Kenzo told me about it, and he wants me to attend. I told him I had to work, which was false. I have something planned for him after. The only thing is I have to convince him to bring some of his teammates here without him suspecting anything.
I wish I could have him a big party and invite his family and friends, but that's not a good idea. It hurts me knowing he doesn't usually celebrate his birthday.
That's something he told me a few days ago when I asked him what he wanted to do. He told me the guys were planning something for him since he had been moping around.
I was seated in the waiting room for my five-month appointment. My brother stood next to me.
My mother had to work, so my brother volunteered to come with me just in case Nelson didn't show up or did. I texted him, reminding him about this appointment. So we shall see.
"I need to talk to you about something." My brother leaned on the window gazing out.
I already knew what he wanted to talk about. "Ok."
"I've been trying to get at your friend." He waited for my response.
"Hmm, ok. How's that going?" I smiled at him.
"She doesn't take me seriously. She thinks I'm playing with her." He confessed.
"That's because you're always joking. Tell her straight how you feel." I paused. "Does this have anything to do with why you don't want to go back overseas?"
"No, I get lonely over there. I love playing ball, but it's not worth it to me, constantly being away from my family. My twin is having a baby, and I could miss the whole thing. It's hard enough knowing that I wasn't around our nephew much."
"Yeah, and we need to get together and plan something. Everybody's been busy."
"Maybe we can go out to eat or catch a game or something." He suggested.
"Speaking of a game, I need to tell you something. —I'm telling you this because I don't like holding stuff from you. Out of everyone, I always come to you first. It doesn't get any closer than us. We shared a womb."
"What's on your mind?" He sat in the vacant seat beside me.
"I've been hanging with someone, and we're close, but at the same time not as close as one would assume."
"Who? Do I know him?" He questioned.
"It's Kenzo Martin."I blurted out. I'm not a fan of dragging things out.
