After T got out of the car and made sure I was ok, she went on home. I was so happy to get home and out of those clothes. Trent always brought out this naughty side in me. I hated to disrespect he and his wife's home, but this was what he did to me. I mean, if he started it, I sure as hell wasn't gonna resist it. He told me that he'd be over later and I kinda felt bad for his wife, being as though she wasn't a bad looking woman. I may sound cocky when I say this, but she damn sure wasn't me and I had her man's nose wide open. I walked upstairs and turned my shower on so that I could wash my ass; I was beyond tired from that heat. I wasn't gonna wait up for Trent; if he was coming, he had a key to let himself in anyway. After my shower, I laid there in my king sized bed for little ol me and, once I got comfortable, I was counting sheep.
I felt the warmness of something between my legs and I could smell my boo's cologne; I knew it was Trent. The way he ate my pussy sent me to a place I could never imagine going. We did everything, from having oral sex to him fucking me against the wall. I was not gon lie; sex with Trent was amazing. The chemistry between the two of us was so crazy that I even found myself falling in love with Trent, which was new for me. His phone had rung and I knew it was time for him to go home, but it's like something in me wanted him to hold me for the night. I know what y'all are probably thinking, like this can't be the 'I don't wanna be tied down' Kaden, but something about Trent made me want to have him all to myself. He answered the phone and got dressed, all for me to give him that puppy dog face and climb back in the bed to hold me like I wanted.
As Trent laid down next to me, I snuggled up under him, as if he this was how things was supposed to be. As soon as his arm wrapped around my small frame, I immediately fell into a coma. The next morning, I woke up with a smile on my face and to the smell of bacon. I panicked, thinking who the hell was in my house. I jumped out of bed, threw on my robe, and damn near jumped down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen and was met with Trent in a wife beater and sweats.
"I didn't think I'd see you here this morning, the way wifey was blowing you up last night," I said to Trent, taking a piece of bacon while sitting at the island.
"The way you put it down last night got me reconsidering on whether I'm going back," Trent said while staring at me.
I couldn't do anything but look at him because the look I saw in his eyes at that moment was a look I had never seen before. I didn't know if he was telling the truth, but I'd wait around and play my part until I knew for sure. Being with Trent was everything that I wanted. He was the perfect man and we fit each other's lifestyle just right. He walked to the island, sitting our plates down and grabbing the wine glasses, which looked to be filled with Mimosas.
"Baby, what is all of this?" I asked Trent with a smirk on my face.
"It's me showing you how much I love you, K; now, eat up," he said as he began to stuff his face.
I didn't know what happened between last night and this morning, but the sudden change in Trent's behavior had made me feeling a way of some type. After we finished eating, Trent threw on his Nike slides, kissed me, and told me he would be back later. I didn't know how to feel about all of this going on, but there was one person that I knew would help me. I put our dishes in the sink, walked upstairs, and facetimed my sister. She answered but looked like she was in the car, so I kept it brief. When she told me she was going out with Mekhi, I just told her to stop by later. I decided to go in my basement and do a little workout. I connected my iPhone to my treadmill and turned on my Trappin on the Treadmill playlist and went to work. I had to keep this body right. People always referred to me as the model Bria Myles that Drake use to date. She looked good, but she definitely was no Kaden Monroe.
After about an hour of working out, I disconnected my phone and went to take a shower to wash the sweat off. I undressed, admiring my sexy frame in the mirror while thinking how sexy I was, when my phone interrupted my thoughts. I looked at the screen, seeing it was Xavier, and immediately declined that call before walking in the bathroom and hopping in the shower.
