Page 22 of Chosen By Love

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Rebecca

It’s been nearly two weeks since we had dinner with my parents. Brett had already made plans to introduce me to his parents when he traveled to the annual fundraiser they held every year in Florida. Every year his parents picked a Charity for the fundraiser proceeds to be donated. This year the funds would go to the fight against Kidney Disease.

Tracee and I had got together for lunch, and of course I had to fill her in on how Brett’s and my relationship was proceeding.

“Are you truly happy, Becca?”

I peered at Tracee across the table and a smile formed against my lips. “Yes. I’m truly happy. Work is good, and my relationship with Brett is everything I could have wished for.”

“I’m happy for you,” Tracee said. “Your mom said that she really likes him.”

“Yeah she does. She said that we would make her some beautiful grandbabies in the future,” I chuckled.

I fiddled with the heart shaped necklace at my neck as I thought of a future with Brett. I could actually see myself having his babies one day.

“Ooh! That necklace is stunning. When did you get it?” Tracee asked.

My attention returned to my friend. “Brett gave it to me.”

“Wow, and it’s not even your birthday or Christmas,” Tracee smiled. “You got you a keeper my friend.”

“Honestly, I don’t love Brett for the things he can give me. I—”

“I know you aren’t that way Becca. You don’t even have to go there with me. I meant that the two of you are great for each other. I can see it and everyone around you two can too.”

“Thanks for always rooting for me. You have been there for me through the good times and not so good. So thank you Tracee.”

“Aww,” Tracee said and her eyes suddenly misted with tears.

I frowned because Tracee wasn’t a crier. “What’s wrong?” I said as I paused to breathe. God please don’t let anything be wrong with my best friend, I silently prayed.

“I was going to tell you sooner but I wanted to wait a little longer to make sure everything was alright. Paul and I are having a baby, and guess who the godmother will be?”

“Oh my God! Tracee, I’m so happy for you guys. I’m going to be a godmother!” I exclaimed with tears misting my eyes.

Getting out of my seat, I made a quick trot around the table and wrapped my arms around my friend’s neck. I planted a sloppy kiss against her cheek. “I’m sooo frigging happy.”

Tracee threaded her arm over mine and squeezed.

“Paul and I are happy too, as well as our parents,” she replied as I let her go and returned to my seat. “I believe this will be one spoiled child,” she added with a grin.

The waitress returned to the table and ask would there be anything else. I ordered Tracee’s favorite, a slice of strawberry cheesecake for each of us.

“Wow,” I said again after our dessert was placed in front of us. “You’re going to be a mother!”

Tracee laughed. “I sure am.”

I reached across the table for her hand. “I’m going to be there for you all the way. You even have you a free babysitter whenever you need me. Providing I’m not working.”

Tracee smiled. “I’m gonna hold you to that.”

I raised my fork in warning to Tracee. “I’m going to be the best godmother you ever saw. You just wait and see.”

Tracee and I laughed by my declaration.

I took a sip of my water, and noticed Tracee went quiet all of a sudden.

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