BETRAYAL

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 To sneak or get caught

Natasha woke up to Mika shaking her vigorously, trying to wake her. Natasha was a very heavy sleeper, so it took a lot to wake her. Already knowing this, Mika had a plan B.

“Sorry Nat.” she said, picking up the air horn, and buzzing it in front of Natasha’s face, arm length away from her own body. Natasha woke immediately, falling of the sectional couch.

“Shit Mik!” she yelled on her way down to the floor. Her eyes shot open at the sound of a deep voice laughing. Her eyes adjusted to the light as she saw Mika fully dressed in jeans, a baby blue off the shoulder shirt, Timberland shoes, and Jerrod wrapped around her body.

“Sorry boo, I hate to kick you out, but my man’s here to kidnap me, so ima just let you chill here until little ugly comes pick you up. She said, snarling, not bothering to say Mike’s name.

Getting off the floor, Natasha waved her hand, dismissing them. She knew Jerrod always took care of her girl, so she had nothing to worry about. They laughed as her silky hair fell down in front of her face like a veil.

“You look like the grudge, sis.” Jerrod laughed, flipping her hair so they could see her face.

“Shut the hell up Rod, and go. Y’all know I’m a devil in the morning” She said, trying to catch her balance as she blindly looked for the bathroom.

“Aw, come on baby. I think we might be in danger if we stay too long.” Mika said loud enough where Natasha heard her.

“Damn right.” She muttered to herself, finding her toothbrush she always kept over Mika’s. She brushed her teeth, still half-way asleep, and decided she needed a nice cold shower to cool her down and wake her up.

***

“Okay it’s three in the afternoon, where the hell is Mike?” Natasha asked out loud, looking at the digital clock on the wall. There was no form of communication, seeing as she lost her phone, and Mika didn’t have a landline phone. But, as if on cue, there was a knock on the door.

Smiling, she rushed to the door. She tried to look out the peephole, but she was too short, standing at 5’4 in her UGG boots. With them off, she was 5’3. Taking a chance, she opened the door.

Standing at 6’ even, Mike wore a bright smile. He was happy with Natasha most of the time, but she knew he wasn’t usually this bright around her, but she ignored it.

“What’s got you so happy?” she asked raising her eyebrow, leaning against the door, her weight on her left leg.

Mike took in her sexy body in her velour Juicy Couture sweat suit. She was really perfect, compared to when he had first met her. She had been a little on the chubby side. Her now flat stomach was a pooch then, and her thick thighs hadn’t changed too much. They were sexy then, and they were sexy now, just more toned. He felt a pang of guilt cloud his chest when he heard her ask why he was so happy. She didn’t want to know.

“I’m just excited to see you, woman. Come here.” He said, grabbing her body close to his, and kissing her. She was taken aback, but the kiss was nice. He held her tight, kissing the guilt away. He had fucked up royally, and he knew that the second he slid his ring back on after dropping off Angelic.

***

“So you have your own office?” The sexy Latina chick asked, looking at a secluded door, her hand brushing his slight bulge.

“Yeah.” He said, mesmerized by the double D’s pouring out her red dress. He kept reminding himself that wifey was at home, and this wasn’t right, but temptation was just too high. With his constant shows MC’ing and performing, he hadn’t got any from Natasha in a month and a half. He thought he would combust.