As Adrienne entered her house, she was greeted by the smell of fried chicken in the hallway, and her belly rumbled instantly.
"I am pregnant and I haven't had anything to eat since morning," Adrienne said, clutching her stomach.
And, who was preparing chicken? Lisa?
She followed the smell to the kitchen and was stunned when she saw the person in the kitchen.
"Richard?" She dropped her phone and purse to the floor and ran to hug him.
"Hey, careful," he said as she rushed into his arms.
"Where have you been? What is wrong with you? Can you stop making me worried? Can you stop making bad decisions? Do you even care about me?" Adrienne fired him with questions.
"Breathe and relax," he patted her back.
"Don't tell me to relax. I am so mad at you. So freaking mad! It's been days! And where the hell is your phone? Why was I sent those stupid pictures?!"
"What pictures? I lost my phone on the day we last saw," Richard said.