[ii] sensational ↠ trey songz

Chapter Thirteen | Good Girls vs. Bad Girls

- Tremaine -

Bad girls ain't never been good to me, good girls ain't never been enough for me. I don't even know if I know how to feel no more.

Cheating on Jazelle was the worst thing that I think I could've ever done to a woman. And it wasn't just once. We got over the Helen thing, but she doesn't even know about Selena and Mila. I kissed Selena, and I might just have to do more in order to save my family. Now Mila on the other hand. That's a one time thing. I will never do that again.

"Trey baby, you ready?" Jazelle said, interrupting my thoughts. She was putting her earrings on.

"Oh yeah." My baby looked beautiful, even though she wasn't dressed up.

"Uber or we driving?" she asked me.

"Uh, I have to take an Uber." I replied. I don't know why I've been acting so weird lately. I think it's my paranoia of Jazzy finding out soon.

"Okay, lemme get my jacket, and we can go." she ran up the stairs, her heels clicking in the distance.

Chris and I are doing our LA show finally, this is our second home, the fans are like family.

Jaz came back downstairs with her black leather jacket, covering her FIREBALL outfit that she got from Chyna's line (a cropped halter with the matching pencil skirt).

"You making me not wanna perform." I joked.

"You can have me all to yourself when we get home. Maybe." she smiled to herself.

"Play with me if you want to Jazelle, You gone see." Just then my phone buzzed, signaling our Uber outside. I opened the door for Jazzy to walk out, and had to take a good look at her ass. She already had cake, but the twins put icing on it.

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"Baby, this might, sound rude

I'm taken, but I, want you

And I don't wanna play by, the book

No rules

They say you can't have cake

And eat it too

But ain't that what you 'sposed to do?

Ain't you 'sposed to eat it too?

Ain't that what I'm 'sposed to do?

Ain't I'm 'sposed to eat it too?

If cake's on the menu

Cake's, cake's on the menu

Cake's, cake's, cake's on the menu

I'd like to have dessert for starters

Tell me baby can you take my order?"

I looked directly at Jazzy behind me, bobbing her head to every word I sung.

I love my baby and how she supports me in damn near everything I do. I wish I could say the same. Yeah I love her modeling, but I don't want these other people seeing her body in a way only I can.

The French maid dancers were feeling all on me, Jazzy didn't mind because she knows it's my job. But the one was on my leg, Selena. She pops up every fucking where. I thought I fired her ass.
I wasn't worried, she'd never try public humiliation with me. I'm pretty sure she wouldn't want the world to know she sucked my dick and then went home to kiss her boyfriend. These bitches be for everybody.

Selena is attractive, she bad as hell. That's what makes her a bad girl, but she has no emotions. She can fuck a nigga and then fuck her boyfriend the same day without feeling remorse. And that's where I went wrong.