Joanne nods, “Yeah, sure.”

Kasha grins as she claps her hands in excitement like a little girl going to the fair. I roll my eyes and smile before walking over to Kasha and linking arms. “Bye girls,” she smiles as we exit the shop. While we’re walking on the busy sidewalk towards the car, Kasha asks, “So how are things?”

“Things are good,” I say.

“And how are things with Damion?” She questions.

“Even better,” I smile.

“No wonder why you’re practically glowing,” she grins as she rummages in her handbag for her car keys. She finally retrieves her keys and unlocks her black Range Rover before stepping inside.

I blush, “I’m hardly glowing,” I disagree. 

She shakes her head and says, “Yes you are and I’m not going to argue with you young lady.”

I burst out laughing before saying, “Fine, just drive you crazy woman.” She giggles as she starts up the car and begins to drive away from the store. Kasha winds down the windows, allowing a gush of fresh air into the humid car. I slump my arm outside of the window, the fiery ball of light beaming onto my face as I lock my gaze onto the cloudless, blue sky. Kasha turns up the radio, bellowing music into the car as we cruise through the streets.

“So where should we catch a bite to eat?” Kasha asks as she arrives at a traffic light.

“Hmm, what do you feel for?”  I ask my stomach, rubbing it as I await an answer from my unborn baby. “I think we’ll like some TGI Fridays,” I smile.

Kasha looks at me in horror, “Is this what pregnant women do? Talk to their stomachs?”

I giggle, “Yeah, well, I don’t know about everyone else but I definitely do, I feel as if the baby is listening.”

Five minutes later, we park the car outside of the small, yet one of the tastiest Fridays in town.  Kasha steps out of the car, locking it as she walks over to me before entwining her arm with mine and making our way inside. I push open the heavy door and we enter into the warm, welcoming American themed restaurant.

There are a few people scattered around the red and white tables, tucking into their mouth-watering feasts as they converse with one another. The loud yet bearable music roars, leading Kasha to sway her lips slightly as we wait for a waiter to serve us. Seconds later a young, tall, tanned waiter comes smiling over to us. He’s wearing a striped, red and white shirt with a large brace filled with  numerous amount of badges, tucked into his black trousers. He grins, revealing his dimples as he asks, “Hello ladies, a table for two?”

“Yes please,” Kasha quickly replies, smiling gleefully. 

He grins and nods, his beady, brown eyes glancing her up and down before saying, “Well follow me this way.”

He turns around and leads us towards an empty table as Kasha silently mouths, “He’s so cute!” I chuckle and nod in agreement as she looks at his butt.

“Here you go ladies,” he smiles, indicating at a comfortable table for two, “My name is Ryan and I’ll be your waiter for the afternoon.”

“Thank you,” we chorus as we take a seat.

“And I’m Kasha by the way,” Kasha informs, flirtatiously smiling at him as she adjusts herself on of the chair.

He offers his hand and shakes her hand whilst smiling, “Lovely meeting you.” She slightly blushes as he continues, “Well, here’s your menu which is filled with a variety of delicious foods,” he explains as he places a menu in front of us. We begin to look at the menu and he asks, “Firstly, would you like a drink?”

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