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[ CHAPTER TWELVE - LOSING ]

Twelve- 1 week later

"You and Zaquan been spending an awful lot of time together," Ivory said eyeing Tahari as she cooked up some chicken noodle soup.

"I mean, that is my child's father Ivory..." She said rolling her eyes with a smile.

"Alright now," Ivory said and Tahari couldn't help but laugh. Zaquan and Tahari have been spending a lot of time together. The more time she spent with Zaquan the more she realized why they were in this crazy-ass predicament together.

Tahari had feelings for Zaquan, she truly did, she just didn't want to get hurt. Then again that was the next bitch excuse, so she made up in her mind that she wanted to maybe give Zaquan a chance.

"Hold on he's calling-" Tahari spoke as she placed the big spoon down from stirring.

"Look at cha'," Ivory spoke up and in return Tahari flicked the finger at her and they both laughed as she answered.

"Hello?"

"Baby girl you still fixing that chicken noodle soup for me right?" Zaquan said as he wiped his nose.

"Of course, since you claim you got a little stuffy nose," Tahari said while laughing. Men get a little cough and think the whole world is crashing down. Tahari didn't mind doing it for Zaquan because she knew if it was the other way around he would do the same for her.

"Look, it just ain't no little stuffy noise a nigga could be dying," Zaquan said and Tahari began to laugh.

"Dramatic, but hurry up and get your ass over here before this stuff gets either cold or Ivory eats it," I replied then laughed. Hanging up she stirred the soup one more time then cut the stove on low.

"What you up to for the rest of the day?" Tahari asked Ivory. 

Ivory shrugged, "Girl I don't even know I called in sick today so shit, I might as well make the best of it. Pack me some soup up to go. I'm about to have Carson's fine ass take care of me." She smirked.

Tahari laughed as she went into the cabinet to get the Tupperware, "Alright. I hear that," Minutes later Ivory was gone and Tahari was on the phone trying to figure out whether or not she wanted to do this pregnancy photoshoot. Truth be told she hasn't come out to the industry that she was pregnant. It wasn't that she wanted to keep it a secret, it was just she didn't want everyone and their damn mama in her business. In the midst of her thoughts Tahari's doorbell rung, she went to go get already knowing that it was going to be Zaquan.

"Zaddy here," She whispered to herself, rubbing on her belly in the process. Tahari began to unlock the door and soon was met with Zaquan.

Tahari look Zaquan from head to toe as he was dressed in a crisp black tee, black True Religion pants, Space Jam 11s along with his gold chain hanging loosely around his neck. The scent of his men's Dior cologne hit her nose and she nearly wanted to faint. This man was too fine for his own good, she thought.

With words still being unsaid Zaquan hugged Tahari placing a couple of kisses on her neck. Little did he know he created a puddle in her pink Victoria Secret panties just by doing that.

Zaquan came closed the door, "Damn it smells good in here Tata," He said as the entered the kitchen.

"Yeah, now sit your sick ass down and eat before you get me sick." Tahari said as she went into the refrigerator to get him some orange juice. Zaquan smile and then coughed, making Tahari fan the air, "Nigga put your hand over your mouth. I don't play that shit." She spoke and he laughed but Tahari was deadass. As it stood now Tahari was four months and when her next appointment strolled along she'll be able to get the gender, she couldn't wait she was so anxious. Even though she hoped for a girl, it didn't matter as long as she had a healthy baby.