Chapter 26

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Tahleea's POV

It's the summer and the Hassans are out of school. AJ was getting prepared to start college and just like any mama hen, my anxiety level was on ten. Since his birth, we've never been apart. Now I know exactly how my mom felt when I left home to go to college.

Drew still loves to play basketball and is playing in a travel league. The guys are older, but he says playing with and against older guys drives development and gets more exposure. He's definitely got the right attitude about it.

Tahlese is also playing in a traveling volleyball league. She too is playing with older athletes. She also has private lessons twice a week. I still help the head coach because I want to make sure that Tahlese and her teammates are not just told what to do, but taught what to do. I honestly believe having a coach that can teach and show how to play makes a world of difference when coaching any sport.

Dre has been traveling a lot for his new clothing line business that he started along with handling two more upscale nightclubs that he and Ben have opened. I'm not sure if all of the traveling is business or pleasure, but I try not to stress over it.

For me, business is still doing well. So much so that I purchased my own building, hired another contract specialist and started traveling more, hosting Leadership Conferences. To me, it's important to share my knowledge with others because you never know how your story or journey can help the next generation.

With all that our family had going on, Dre and I weren't spending too much time together. I felt like he used his travel time as an opportunity to be with Macy though I hadn't proved it. You would think after ten years of putting up with his relationship with her during our marriage, that I'd be done with him. For the longest I thought I could be what he needed.

There were things that I allowed for the sake of keeping my husband happy and satisfied. But, in the last couple of years, I've been able to get Tahleea back. God gave me the strength and the willpower to keep the promises I made to myself. Even when I felt like I wasn't worthy or no longer had anything to offer, God always had a way of encouraging me to keep my head up. Jaxon is also an instrument to my happiness. He's never broken his promise to me. I just hope that if or when the chips fall, that he's still willing to help me pick up my pieces again.

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This week has been crazy. I had so many deadlines to meet and I was under so much stress. A lot of the stress was due to sexual frustration. Even when Dre showed me some affection, he could barely keep up with me. I guess now that we're a little older, he's finding it hard to please two women. It's easier to be with Macy since she's happy with fulfilling his unconventional sexual urges.

I've spent so many nights crying because Dre had stopped being able to go all the way with me. I was left feeling like I wasn't sexy enough because part of a man's drive is a woman's appearance, that's what I thought. One day I woke up with a different revolution about our situation. Not to compare my husband to my side man, but Jaxon still shivers to my touch. When I'm with him in private, he can't keep his hands off of me. He makes me feel like his queen. What I've yearned to get from my husband, I get times two with Jaxon. So it can't be me. I can't blame all of this on me.

I couldn't wait for the work day to be over. Jaxon was in Fort Worth for the weekend and wanted me to come by his house for dinner after work. The Hassans were going to be out with friends and Dre was supposedly on another business trip. I still had a few more contracts to finalize, but needed a break.

It's the start of the weekend so I'd start where I left off on Monday. I was eager to spend a little quality time with Jaxon. Before leaving, I locked the unfinished contracts in my desk drawer and called him from my office phone to let him know I was on the way. I grabbed my purse and was on my way.

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