Zah and Londyn were at daycare for the day. I love love love my son, but believe me, it gets annoying not having some alone time. I sipped on a Lime-a-Rita and watched Karreuche roll up, it's been a while since I smoked and boy, did I need this high. "I noticed how Shaq couldn't stop looking at you. What was up with allat." Karreuche smiled. "Girl, I don't know - his googly eyes were about to get him slapped up. Everybody knows I'm Alsina's woman." I said flipping my hair. "You my woman too, don't forget ya birthday." she said sticking her tongue out between her teeth. "Bitch, I don't know how you had a baby, you so damn gay." I teased. "Only for you baby, watch how I lick this blunt so I can give you flashbacks." Kae said causing me to throw one of Londyn's teddy bears at her. "Naw, forreal though- when this wedding gon happen?! Y'all niggas been engaged for about 80 years now." She exaggerated. I shrugged. "Ask ya mans. He the one getting all jumpy whenever Im around his damn phone." I sucked my teeth. "Oh, ever since he got back from the tour?" She said as she lit the L and took a pull. "Yeah! I mean, this nigga got another thing coming if he think I'm dumb." I said taking the blunt from her. "He got him a hoe." Kae said as she ran her tongue over her tooth. I raised my eyebrow. "The fuck you mean he got a hoe?" I asked. "Girl, when ya nigga go on tour, he getting himself some pussy, okay? Only thing that can help you sleep at night, is the fact that everyone knows you're his bitch at the end if the day, y'all the couple." She spoke. "How you figure?" I asked, getting skeptical. "Bitch, I'm Chris Brown's girlfriend for years, now... I out of all people know how this shit goes. I still got some of his groupies talking crazy in my DM's. One bitch even claiming she got a kid by Chris. I don't pay that shit no mind." She laughed. "That's a serious claim, Kae. Did you look into it?" I French inhaled. "Nah, I trust my man. He a hoe, but he ain't stupid." She shrugged. "Thats love, I would've ripped into Aug's ass. Fuck outta here." I felt the high coming on strong. "You keep forgetting August is a celebrity, he not no old ugly nigga that bitches don't care about. He's young, and sexy. Kamille... hoes will be throwing the pussy at him like darts from all types of angles. Stop being so damn...insecure. " Karreuche's words caused me to pull my neck back. "Insecure my ass, you see me? I am a goddess. It'll be Aug's loss if anything were to happen to us, not mines. Ya dig? But I'm saying... what's mines is mines . I'm not tryna share no type of dick, especially my soon-to-be husband's." I snapped. "Wait, who's loss will it be?" Kae asked. "Aug's." I repeated. "Exactly, remember this when times get rough, You're his fiancée ... He needs you." She pointed. I nodded with low eyes. She was right.
The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it..." I said getting up to answer the door.
I swung my hips from side to side as I walked to the door, I was so high, I felt like like the floor was moving.
"Bitch, why you walking like that?" Kae laughed. I busted out laughing too. I swung the door open and my eyes came to immediate contact with Shaquille's.
"Kamille..." He flashed that panty dropping ass smile.
"Hey, you. Looking for Kae?" I asked, cheesing back at him.
"Yeah- but now that I know you're here, uh-"
"Great, I'll go get her for you.
Karreuche!!!!!!" I said quickly cutting him off.
"That's Shaq?!?" Kae yelled back. "Yeah!!!" I shouted."Tell his fine ass to come in!" Karreuche caused me to chuckle. I looked at Shaq and bit my lip. "You high?" He asked. "Nah. I don't do drugs, I make too much money to be doing drugs." I mimicked Whitney Houston, may god rest her soul. Shaq laughed. "Yeah, you high. Yo eyes a lil more Chinese than usual." He spoke as he followed me to the living room. "You seem to have background knowledge on me, so exactly where have you seen me before or heard about me?" I asked. "C'mon ma, who doesn't know you? You were in a scandalous spotlight - you fucked your boss, beefed with the princess of r&b, got locked up, lost your job, and went on to get engaged to the hottest singer in the game." He shrugged.
Yeah, I was definitely off the shits. How could I forget that my business was constantly out there on the media? "Hottest singer next to my man. Don't get it twisted, Shaquille. What brings you by?" Kae budded in. "Chris forgot his change of clothes, he asked if I could get them since I was headed this way. He said it should be in his Nike duffle bag." Shaq explained. "Hmm, okay, I'll go up and get it. I'll be back." Kae shuffled upstairs. I took a swig of patron that Kae had poured for herself. "I ain't gon beat around the bush with you, Kamille. I don't give a fuck about who you marrying, I would give you the fucking business, you hear me? I know ya man ain't staying faithful to ya sexy ass, so I don't see why you being so scared. If you tryna scream like you never did before, here. I guarantee you I can change ya life... I'm grown and so are you. What I'm saying to you right now, was never said... Got it? Hold this down, baby girl." Shaq slipped a piece of paper in my hand and slid his other hand down my back and stopped at the top of my ass. I inhaled. "I don't know why Chris bag so fuckin heavy!" Kae said coming down the steps and causing Sha to smoothly release me. He smelled so good. He was so fine. But he was so not August, and I so had to get my shit together. I shook my head and walked to the bathroom.
I'm hella faithful to August.
Ahh - I don't know if this is the weed talking, but I'll slip and land on Sha's dick in a matter of seconds, if I find out my fiancé is fucking around on me.
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Woot! Woot! Here's y'all update, y'all do me a solid and go check out my new book "STRUGGLYN"
It's suspenseful and bound to keep you guessing and interested-
Much love , I'll try to update more frequently.
-A.D. 👓💋
