Sh'lera 2: Revenge of the Rejected

42: The Conversation

Sh'lera's POV

I was craddling Aisha while Belle and Anothy were talking to the nurses. She was beautiful with brown eyes a tanned complexion. Her smile reminded me of Belle her dark hair was all Anthony. 

I glanced at the door and saw Adam leaning against the doorframe. "Can we talk?" I closed my open mouth and tore my eyes away from him and stood up. 

"Sure just let me lay her down," I went across the room and placed her in Belle's arms. Turning around I fixed my blouse and walked after Adam who left the room and led me in the elevator.

"So I had a conversation with Mason."

"Adam I didn't tell him to talk to you about anything, what did he say to you?" 

"He told me about the kiss, and that you shouldn't be to blame. Are you really holding my child?" I went to my purse and fished around for a picture. "It's a girl, like before." I smiled showing him the picture. 

His smile spread across his handsome face, "She's beautiful," He mouthed clearing his throat, 

"And I'm starving these cramps are no lie, I have to get something to eat." I said leaning against the wall of the elevator. "Could I come with you?" 

"Sure, your paying." I joked and he laughed. "Fine by me," 

We left the elevator and walked side by side. Adam kept hold of the picture, "Did you talk to Belle about the last name of Aisha?" He asked and I knew we got to the root of this conversation. I knew that was bothering him as well. 

"No that was all her, Adam I was shocked she took my name." 

"Do you think she knows about our divorce?" I shurgged, "Maybe," 

He was silent, "I just thought it would be my name, but it's fine. I'm over it now." 

I smiled at him, thankfully we were past it and going to talk about our daughter. Our daughter who was coming soon. we lapsed into a silence, it was dark outside. I rubbed my arms because I was cold. Adam offered me his jacket and I decided against it but he didn't take no for an answer. 

He placed it around me and we walked into the plaza. "What should we name her?" I finally asked, picking out baby names were my favorite thing about having a child. "I was thinking a lot on this but I like the name Erika," Adam suggested, 

Hmmm, "Erika I like how about Kendal or Kandi?" 

He face lit up, "Kandi!" I laughed at his silliness, "Kandi what?" He grabbs my arm to stop us, 

"I got it! Kandi Erika Maria Walker," He said and I laughed even harder. Oh it was so cute how into it he got about this child. Our child, 

"Let's see how other's will like it," I said spotting Damien who was with Leo, it was odd seeing them when it was like 3 in the morning. I didn't have the energy to ask them questions but to see if they liked this name. 

"Damien," I called out and he came over with Leo, "Do you like the name Kandi Erika Maria Walker?" Damien looked at Adam, "Really dad? You had to pick Erika? That's crap, I like Kandi Walker, and mom what's with your middle name in everything. Belle already used it, pick something else." 

Ouch, 

"Thanks for the imput son," Adam said waving them goodbye leading me away. "Sh'lera breathe just relax until we get to the resturant." 

"How can he just dog your name like that! And then my middle name!" I scolded and I heard him chuckle. "Are you laughing?" 

"No," He smirks and I crack a smile. "Just order," I said sitting down in the booth, we ordered out drinks and went back to the conversation. "Adam I like Erika," 

"No Damien is right it's not the best name, I like Kandi Walker," 

"What about a middle name?" 

"That's what can be different about our daughter, she doesn't have a middle name." I took a sip of my herbal tea. "Are you sure?" He takes a chip and dip it in the salsa. "Of course I am," 

Since we were on the subject of children, I got deep within my thoughts and drifted of thinking about Blake and Roxy. If you think about it Roxy is the same age as me, 28 years old. Blake is 15, and thinking about it gives me chills. 

I wince at the thought, "Sh'lera are you okay?" I blinked returning to reality, "Yea just thinking," 

"About?" 

"Blake and Roxy, they claim there mates. Roxy I guess likes Xaiver and he left with Jean where ever they are. Blake is so young he doesn't understand, he comes to me upset that they're hiding their realtionship." 

"I think Blake should be with someone else," I nod, "I feel the same, Roxy is confused between the two and I don't care if we're blood I don't want her dragging my son through her drama with Xavier which leads to Jean and Sasha." 

I instantly regretted the words, "I'm sorry I shouldn't have," He puts his hand up, "No it's fine, I made my peace with evereyone." That's good to hear, I take a sip of my tea and relax in the booth. 

Lydia's POV

After getting me to my room Leo wanted to hang with Damien and I let him go. Really I was fine after getting here, I threw my bag to the side and fell against my soft bed. I groaned loudly and relaxed. 

I messed up fighting Wade now that I think about it. I blocked out the memories of fighting, since I fought him. Now being alone all I have are my thoughts, and fighting Wade because he hugged me. 

So many questions? Was he an assassin? What if he finds Leo? I wish I had it in me to move but my body was in so much pain it was un-real. Here I am a 32 year old woman fighting her husband with guns and bullets. 

I guess tomorrow I hunt down my husband, 

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