I guess love just wasn't enough for us to survive I swear, I swear, I swear I tried
Setting: Ms. Glen's Therapeutic Manis and Pedis
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"Good morning, welcome to Ms. Glen's Manis and Pedis, how may I assist you today?" The nice receptionist with the bottle blonde hair greeted with a polite smile.
"I have an appointment for Demetria Lovato," Demi said as she looked around the place. She had never been before but Kim had said that it was great for swollen pregnancy feet and since her feet had been bothering her for the past week, she finally decided to check it out. Odell was also in town and since his cast was off he decided to tag along with her as well since he didn't get to come and see her when she was in the hospital.
"Great, follow me and we'll get you situated," the receptionist said as she stood up and led them into another room that was set up with pedicure chairs. She told them to take off their shoes then take a seat so Demi made herself comfortable in the plush chair and propped her feet up.
"Thanks for coming with me today," Demi said as Odell sat in the chair next to her and fumbled with his phone.
"It's no problem. You do know I get pedicures, right? Athlete's foot is a bitch," Odell joked, causing Demi to giggle as two other people entered the room and immediately sat down at their foot.
"Is there a certain color you'd like today or do you just want a French?" The woman who was working on her feet questioned as Demi twisted her lips.
"Um, I'll do all white. Thank you."
"How far along are you?" Odell asked as Demi really felt herself relax. No wonder Kim said this place was so good. The foot massage that she was currently receiving made her feel like she was in heaven.
"When I was in the hospital I was at nine weeks, now I'm at eleven, so a little past three months," Demi said, her hand instantly resting on her swollen stomach.
The OBGYN that Kris had found for her was named Dr. Paul Crane and he was Kourtney, Kim, and Beyoncé's OBGYN, and he said that three months was when her stomach would really start to show, and it was actually happening. She was more freaked out about it than she was letting on but there really wasn't anything that she could do about it. It was becoming a bit of a bother and she couldn't even sleep the same way anymore so she had six more months of this so there was no need to start complaining so early.
"So, there's no way possible it could be mine?" Odell questioned, just to make sure, but Demi shook her head.
"No, I'd be farther along if it was."
"Okay, just making sure."
"No worries. I would've been surprised if you didn't ask. How's Vanessa?" Demi asked, referring to his physical therapist that he had the slightest crush on.
