Already Taken | Trey Songz

Twenty-Five

"Give it up for Amina one time." Trey says before I'm lead off stage. My blood is still racing and all I can think about is how much I miss Trey's touch already and how he got me back good. The show is over a little bit afterwards and Trey thanks the crowd before he walks off the stage and comes over to me.

"You were killing me out there." I confess.

"That was the plan." Trey says, repeating my words from earlier.

I shake my head, grinning before taking a step closer to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "You were amazing." I tell him. "Seriously, I don't think I've ever seen someone with so much passion and talent."

"I was trying to impress you." Trey confess and I beam happily up at him.

"I was definitely impressed."

"Good." He leaned forwarded and captured my lips with his. The kiss was short, sweet, but like always, left me wanting more. We pull away from the kiss and Trey wraps me up in his arms and I don't care about the fact that he's sweaty, and I wrap my arms around his back and hold him close. Our embrace was cut short when Kev comes over and calls Trey over. Trey presses a soft kiss to my forehead before he's dragged away.

"It's not gonna last long." A female voice says and I turn my head to see who spoke. It was the woman who came to wake up Trey this morning. The one who called me extra baggage. What was her name? Nikia?

I looked at her waiting for her to continue. "You and Trey." She clarifies.

"What makes you say that?" I stared at her expectantly.

"You think you're the first girl he's brought on tour with him?" She paused but didn't wait for me to reply. "Where did he pick you up at? Some sleezy club in Virginia?" Her dark eyes rake themselves over my outfit. "Cute dress. Must be a step-up from the G-string you wore when you met Trey." Nikia smirks at me and without thinking I bring my hand out and brought it across her cheek.

"Don't you dare call me a fucking stripper bitch." I say in her face.

She pressed a hand to her cheek, her eyes darkening before she raised her hand to slap me, but before she could a hand was stopping her.

"What the fuck is going on?" The both of us look at Trey who is glaring at Nikia while he kept a firm grasp on her hand.

"She slapped me." She whined and Trey whipped his eyes over to me.

"She was saying that I was a slut that you picked up at the club and that I'd be gone soon." I told him.

"You have no right to talk to Amina that way Nikia. None. You were way out of line." Trey scolds her, finally letting her hand drop.

"I'm just telling the truth. Don't fill her head up with pretty lies that this is gonna go somewhere when you know you're gonna make me organize the next flight out and send this bitch on her way." Nikia says. "Just like you do with all the other ones."

"Amina isn't like the other ones. She's my girlfriend. And you will not talk to her any way you feel like." Trey threatens in a dark tone. "Apologize to her if you want to keep your fucking job."

Nikia stared at Trey in disbelief.

"Do I need to repeat myself?" Trey said angrily.

Reluctantly Nikia turned her gaze over to me and I could see how much she hated me and how apologizing was the last thing she would rather do right now.

"I'm sorry." She spoke through gritted teeth. I pressed my lips together, not believing or accepting her half-ass apology but I no longer wanted to be bothered by her.

"Whatever," I reply and Nikia walked away without another word.

"Are you okay?" Trey turned to me, cupping my face with both his hands while his dark eyes scanned for any injuries.

"I'm fine." I smile softly.

"You sure?" His hands slid from my face and rested itself on my hips.

"Yes." I reassure him and he relaxes slightly, seemingly believing me. "So what happened to not putting a title on this?" I raised a brow at him. I was stunned when he announced that I was his girlfriend.

"I know we both wanted to take this slow but, I've never felt this way about anyone before. And that's for real." Trey tells me the pauses as worry creeps into his eyes.

"I feel the same way." I admit softly.

"Good. Because you're mine now and I don't intend on ever sharing you." Trey tells me.