3. Closer

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|Tia's POV| 2 weeks later...

Michael has been coming over and picking up Trenton for the past two weeks to get to know him and all. It was kinda awkward when he came over, I still feel bad but the worst is yet to come, Trey wants us to have a family dinner tonight.

"Otay (okay) momma, we have to get dwessed (dressed) now!" Trey shouted excited after I set the last plate down.

"Okay Trey let's go get dressed!" I mocked his tone. Well, I tried to, I wasn't really excited for this.

I dressed him in a pair of jeans and a Peter Pan shirt, his favorite shirt that Michael gave him. He told me to wear something that matched him, so I grabbed my Tinker bell tee-shirt and blue skinny jeans.

Then, the doorbell rang, and my heart dropped, I was nervous.

"Hi T..."

"Hey Michael..."

"Hey Daddy!!!!!" Trent jumped in his arms.

"Wassup Trent?!" Michael smiled excitedly. Oh new nickname, cool. While they chatted, I went to fix the plates.

"Y'all plates ready!" I semi-yelled from the dinning room. They began walking over and I couldn't help but smile. Michael was so cute wearing his matching shirt with Trenton, I would never deny that Michael's good looks. I may not wanna be with him but I can't help his looks.

"Hellllo, Tia?" Michael snapped me out if my day dream.

"Oh what?"

"I said this is good." he smile with his mouth full. Trenton did the same thing. Oh lord, he's gonna be just like his daddy.

|After Dinner|

Trent eventually fell asleep in Michael's lap. Michael put him in bed and came back to the living room.

"I love him." he smiled.

"You happy being a dad?"

"Yes, it's the best thing I've ever done, well besides making him with you..." I blushed at what he said. "I see I can still make those cheeks glow." He chuckled. He wasn't looking at my face though, he was staring at my body.

"And I can see that you can never stop staring t my body!" I hit him with a pillow. He just laughed and pinned me down, then looked me in my eyes.

He kissed my lips. It was sweet and passionate, no no no! I pulled away and slapped him.

|Michael's POV|

She slapped me! I thought she was into it. She jut looked at me and then kissed me again. She added tongue and it got intense.

"I'm sorry ba- Tia, I shouldn't have cheated I was just-"

"It's ok Michael..." there was an awkward silence.

"Do you love me?" I asked boldly.

"W-what?"

"I said do you love me?"

"I never stopped loving you..." she mumbled and I smiled. "But I can't be with you..."

"What, why not?" I said as my smile faded.

"I'm still hurt Michael, I just can't..."

"I understand. Just know I love you..." I grabbed her by her waist and kissed her deeper and more passionately. She actually kissed back harder. She meant it, she loves me.

"I guess I'll go..."

"I'll see you later..."

As I walked in to Janet's house, I closed the door smiling like a fool.

"What'd you do?" Janet asked a little suspicious.

"It's what she did to me..." My heart sang out to her.

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