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𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞: 𝟓

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I felt like I was on autopilot as Beyonce gave me directions to her place. My heart was telling me to go with Beyonce but fear said Ken was watching and shaming me as we speak. Although, he was no where near to see anything.

I felt Beyoncé's hand wrap around mine on the arm rest. I relaxed my nerves and focused on her giving me directions.

Shortly after we pulled into her familiar townhome garage. She kissed my hand before stepping out of the car and opening my door. I smile at her attentiveness although she was drunk.

I look around the home seeing baby pictures of Beyoncé. She was such a cute baby.

"You still have that smile", I say as we walk up the stairs.

"I get that all the time", she opens her bedroom door and it looked cozy. I think back to the night I slept here and how happy I felt that morning.

"Beyoncé?", I say sitting on her bed.

"Hmm", she hums smiling.

She was always smiling.

"Can we pretend we never met at the church?", I say fiddling with my fingers. I was nervous for her answer.

"Only if that's what you want", she replied getting up taking her shirt off. I find myself staring at her too long and forced myself to look away. Beyoncé was too sexy to be alone with and she's drunk.

"It's what I want. I want us to start things over so, we can actually get to know each other", I say as I watch her take her pants off.

She was definitely trying to seduce me and it was working. "Like what you see Ms.Maraj?", she licks her lips.

I laugh not wanting her to look at me any longer.

"I still feel drunk, I should lay down", she says getting into bed. "You coming?", she opens her arms waiting for me.

I took my heels off getting into bed with her. I laid on her chest as she wrapped her arms around me. "I missed this Nicki", she whispers in my ear.

I close my eyes liking the sound of that.

"Did you miss me too?", she tilts my head to look at her.

"I think so", I say unsure of our first night since I didn't remember cuddling.

"I don't like unsureness Nicki. I'll have to give you something to remember", she winked at me.

I wonder what she had in mind. She was under the influence and I myself was horny.

She turned Netflix on choosing a random movie.

She rubbed my back as she slowly moved to my butt. I knew I should've stopped her but I didn't. I actually wanted her to touch me.

She slowly rubbed and grabbed my butt, turning me on with her touch.

"Can I ask you something?", she stopped rubbing me.

"Of course", I say now looking at her.

"Why do you seem so...gone when you're at church?", she asks. I didn't feel like I was "gone".

"And what is gone?", I ask wanting her to explain.

"When you're with me you're happy, you smile more, and you're fun. At church well...you seem away from the world. Like you're trapped in your thoughts just overwhelmed", she explains.

I didn't know how to answer that since I was overwhelmed and in my head a lot. How could I not be with Ken? Everything had to be perfect, from my religion down to my friends. Ken took me away from anything that wasn't perfect to him.

And how could I say no to him, I had nowhere to go with no family. My own sister wasn't talking to me because of Ken.

"I just have alot to do at church, it's basically my job now. So, when something doesn't go right it falls back on me meaning if the church is in trouble so am I", I reply.

"In trouble? Nicki you're a grown ass woman if the church is in trouble it's the pastors fault not yours. You need a break from everything Onika, I'm sure GOD agrees", she adds.

She was right.

I knew Ken needed me and without me the church would be in shambles but, as his partner it's my obligations to pick up the slack where he falls short.

"He's my husband Beyoncé and we're partners it's about more than faulting one another. Plus I don't have time for breaks even if I wanted one", I insisted.

She looked at me with drunken eyes.

"I understand you love him. I won't speak on your marriage again", she replied.

She continued to rub my back and butt as we watched Home on Netflix. We both hadn't said anything for a while and I was starting to get sleepy. I check the time on my Apple Watch and it read 5:23.

I look up at Beyoncé who mindlessly watched the movie still. "Beyoncé I'm so sleepy", I stretch out putting my body on top of hers.

"Let's go to sleep then ma", I smile as I could tell she was still drunk.

"I have to be home by 9 Beyoncé. We can't oversleep!", I make clear. She nods pulling the covers over us as she holds me from behind.

"I'd love you as my wife Nicki. I'd do whatever to make you smile everyday", she whispered in my ear before yawning. I smile not doubting her at all. If she ever got the chance to be with me I'm sure she'd never lose me.