Ryan, a stunning woman, seems to have it all-a loving home, a fulfilling career, and a supportive family. Despite the perfect image of her marriage, recent struggles have left her feeling down. During a girls' night out, she reunites with Quincy, an...
"Ryan, baby, where are you?" I asked, pushing my speed on the freeway. Her voice was thick with anger, frustration, and tears.
"I couldn't go home; paparazzi are probably swarming the place."
"Send me the address. I'm on my way. Love you." She didn't say it back, just hung up.
*ding* A text from Ryan, buried under all the IG and Twitter notifications. She sent her location.
"Who the fuck lives out here?" I asked myself aloud.
35 minutes later...
I pulled up to a small condo and knocked on the door. A slim black girl with a short blonde tapered cut answered, pulling me in quickly.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" I said quickly removing my arm from her grip. "Where's Ryan?"
"Quincy, I'm right here." I turned to see her, hair half-done, baby bump more prominent, tear-streaked cheeks. I embraced her tightly.
"I'm so sorry babe. I never meant for any of this to happen." I kissed her lips several times.
"Quincy please just hold me. I need you." She silently cried in my arms. Truth be told, I was so sick of seeing the woman I'm in love with, crying and sad all the time. She deserved to be happy. I held her as close as her belly allowed.
"Ummm sorry to break this up, but I've gotta get outta here, I have a client, so Ryan, my place is yours for as long as you need it. My fridge is fully stocked, and there's a spare room and bathroom in the back. Take what you need."
"Thank you so much."
"Of course girl, you're safe here. Nobody knows me. By the way, I'm Lia." She said grabbing her car keys off the kitchen counter. "And Quincy, you take care of her."
"Nice to meet you, Lia and always."
"I'll finish your hair when I get back!"
Once the door clicked shut, I made sure it was locked, then pulled her into a deep kiss. Cradling her in my arms, I carried her to the spare room and gently laid her down.
"Quincy, I don't think this is a good idea," she whispered as I settled beside her.
I brushed off her concern, urging, "Come here."
She nestled into my embrace, tears dampening my chest as I held her close. "Baby, I'm sorry. I'm here for you, and I'm never gonna leave your side."
Looking into her eyes, I caressed her jawline as she kissed me, trying to deepen it. "Ryan, stop. You're vulnerable, and sex ain't what you need," I murmured softly.
She hugged my waist tightly as we lay together, feeling the baby kick and move. "Oh shit, lil man. You don't want daddy touching on mommy?" I chuckled, kissing her stomach, and the baby kicked again. "Well, too bad, I already touched mommy, that's how you got in there."
"Shut up, Quincy," she laughed. "Hey, calm down in there. He's excited. Honestly, it's the first time we've actually experienced my pregnancy together."
We intertwined our fingers, holding hands as she confessed, "Quincy, I don't wanna ever get out of this bed and face the reality of what we did."
"Babe, we have to face it together," I reassured her. "I'm ready to begin my life with you and our son."
"It all sounds good, but did you forget you have a child coming with Karruche?"
"I didn't forget, but I don't think he's mine."
"Quincy, what?" she asked, sitting up in bed.
"No, babe, come back into my arms."
"You're so corny," she teased, cuddling back with me.
I was about to explain further when both our phones started buzzing.
"Ready to face reality?" I asked, getting up.
"Not really, but I know I have to," she sighed.
"Let's focus on today. We have the baby shower, and thankfully, it's lowkey in a private location."
"I know, Q-dawg, but I have my endorsements... my brand. I don't know what to do."
"Trust in the Lord. The damage is done, but it's how we get through it. You cheated because your husband beat you and cheated first. That's exactly how we're gonna spin it, it's the truth."
"See? This is why I love you so much," she said, kissing me again. "But I don't want my business of him beating me out there. I need to know who outed us."
"I don't know who it was, but I'm gonna get to the bottom of it. You think it was Keith?"
She shook her head. "Mmm-mm. It wouldn't make sense because we signed a prenup, and the agreement was that whoever cheats first or any type of abuse, gets nothing and has to pay alimony."
"That's a weird-ass agreement. Why would you have anything about abuse? Did you know he had this side of him?"
"I didn't think he'd ever hit me, but I knew he had a temper, so I had my lawyer put the clause in there just in case, and I'm glad I did."
"Well, I'd never do that to you."
"Yeah, I know, but you stormed off when you found out you were my baby daddy."
"We already talked about that. I'm sorry, I was overwhelmed. I'm here now and will never leave your side. Also, you better make sure you lock that damn door when you doze off like that. Your shit was wide open."
"Ok, daddy, calm down."
"Yeah, come on. Your girl should be back soon so she can finish your hair. We have a baby shower to get ready for," I said, giving her one last peck before getting up from the bed.
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