Tony parlayed his brother’s popularity into expanding his barber shop into two stores.
“Can we shoot tomorrow?” Eli glanced down at his watch. “I need to pick up the little men from school and day care.”
“Yeah and I need to go home to my girl.” Joey added. “She gets feisty when I don’t come home with food.”
“Well, she is pregnant.” Eli smiled.
“And she will not let me forget it.” Joey said, exasperated. “I’ll catch you later, bro.”
“Later, J.”
Joey left the warehouse and made his way back to his shared TriBeCa apartment with his life partner, Zoe. “Regina, I’m home, baby.”
Zoe waddled out in the middle of the living room, boasting a tired smile on her face. She was nearing the last days of pregnancy and couldn’t be happier she was about to give birth.
Pregnancy was cute for the first several months but the last few weeks began to kick her ass. Her pregnancy didn’t slow down designs for Tyson’s Heart and Olive Juice, though. Zoe still worked on sketches and made plans to supervise designs while she was on maternity leave. “Hey baby,”
she greeted Joey with a kiss, “how was production today?”
“Long and drawn-out,” Joey shrugged, “reality bullshit.”
“Hey!” Zoe covered his mouth and pointed to her pregnant belly. “Ear muffs!”
“Sorry,” Joey muffled.
Zoe took the bag of food away from him and opened it. “Ooh, Chinese! Just what I was craving!”
Joey followed her into the kitchen and sat down at the counter. “How are they?”
“They’re good. Baby A decided to chill for the past hour while Baby B is making up for lost time.” Zoe fixed the plates for both of them.
“Twins,” Joey shook his head in both amusement and amazement. “Just my luck. I would be the brother with twins.”
“You’re lucky one of them is a boy,” Zoe gave a slight nod to her partner, “because if both were girls…”
“There aren’t enough shotguns and ammo in the world,” he finished as Zoe laughed, “you think I’m playing?”
Zoe walked around to Joey and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I think it’s adorable how protective you are of us.”
“Hey, it’s my little group right here,” he motioned over her womb, “just us. Of course I’m going to protect mine with everything I got.”
“And letting me have control, right?” Zoe smiled.
“It’s like what a wise man once told me,” Joey began, “it’s not so much letting you have control but rather letting you think you have it.” He smiled.
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