Our flight back to Washington was quiet, we didn't talk much. She stared at me the whole flight, she wanted to say something but she knew it would piss me off. I finally realized that I was taking things a bit far, whenever people rub me the wrong way I back off. If I really want things to work between us.
I'll have to put my foot forward and face my fears.
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Monday morning..
Back at the White House of course. Kamala had to go to court to finalize the divorce, good luck to her. I walk into my office getting situated, I start scheduling a few things. As I go onto the internet I'm seeing everything about Kamala and Doug's divorce. My heart drops and so does my mouth, "how tf did they find out?". I find a picture of Kamala getting out of the black car on her way into the court room.
I read some of the comments, 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠?. 𝐍𝐨𝐨 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞😩. 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐲? 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐞. I'm just baffled reading the comments. The fact that they're questioning her sexuality is crazy, they're not wrong but still. I close out of that and I get a bunch of calls from people wanting to interview her about the divorce.
I schedule a few things since she's not busy this week. I print it out and I relax in the mean time.
I'm sitting in my office eating Wingstop, I see my door swing open and it's Kamala. Here we go. I sigh eating my fries, "Hello Kamala". She smiles a little and sits across from me. "You got food without me?". I laugh a little, "I got you something as well it's in the microwave over there". She gets up and warms it up and comes back and sits down eating her food. Surprisingly we're getting along, which is great.
"Sooo have you been on Instagram?". Kamala eats her food and shakes her head no. "Why?". I sigh and show her the pictures of her getting out the car. "Omg. How'd they-." I sigh and she sits there in disbelief. "Well I don't know how they found out about you and Doug divorcing. But I have had a lot of people want to interview you about it". I slide the schedule into her face.
She looks at it and nods. I stare at her in confusion. "You're ready to tell the world?". Kamala nods, "I'm ready. I'm not gonna tell them what really happened. But just to protect my image and his reputation then we should be good". I smirk a little but I nod. "I'm also firing him. He's gonna go work somewhere else, I can't face him everyday". I nod and a smirk creeps up on my face. GOOD RIDDANCE BITCH!.
Lol I wish I could say this out loud but imma keep quiet. "well that's good Kamala, either way I'm proud of you". Kamala smiles a little, "Why are you being so nice right now?".
I drink my drink and I stare at her, "let's not mix our business with work, okay?. And if you want we can talk when we get home". Kamala face lit up, she looked at me with a sense of relief. She's been waiting for me to say that. "Okay well I'm gonna go to my office thanks for the food baby". I smile admiring her body. "Eww Tiffany grow up". I laugh super loud, "have a good rest of your day miss Harrisss". I tease her and she lets out a laugh and leaves my office.
Work is finally over, i head over to Kamala's office. I walk in without knocking and I see her and Doug having a conversation. "Oops my bad guys". Before I shut the door Kamala says, "it's okay Tiffany. He was just leaving". I smile and open the door and I walk in Doug walks straight past me closing the door. "You ready to go dear?". Kamala says with a grin on face. "Yes my love".
We get into the car, the car ride was silent most of the time. We enjoyed it tho, no arguing just peacefulness. "What do you want for dinner?". Kamala says as she looks at me while we sit at the red light. "I'm gonna make us dinner tonight". I say with a smile on my face.
Kamala eyes widen, "ouuu and what are you making?". I smile, "tacos I know it's not taco Tuesday but that sounds really good". Kamala nods and smiles as she looks out the window.
We finally make it home, I walk in kicking my heels off, "Jesus my feet hurt". I wash my hands and I throw on Kamala's apron. It looked nice on me. I look over and I see Kamala laid out on the couch relaxing, I smile while watching her for a few minutes.
I start to season the meat, I cook the meat. I chop up some fresh onions, garlic and herbs. I throw them all into the meat, I mix very well and I taste a little bit of it. I feel Kamala wrapping around my waist. I turn around a little, "wanna try some?". She looks at me and smiles, "I would love to". She tastes it and her eyes roll back immediately. "Damn that taste really good baby". I smile and I add some sauce to it. "Thank you baby".
I make our plates and we sit down at the table. It's silent for a while, we just eat and enjoy the silence. Kamala clears her throat, "so tell me why Bonnie was in your hotel room". I swallow my food and give her eye contact, "she came to my hotel room drunk, of course I let her in. She asked me were you in the room with me and I told her no".
Kamala nods, her two fingers resting on her chin as she looks at me with determination. "She told me her and her husband got in a argument which was why she was drinking. She did touch my thigh but I made sure to tell her that whatever we had was completely over, because me and you are getting serious".
Kamala tongue creeps out of her mouth a little she just nods hearing me out. "She told me that you weren't here giving me head so she wanted to do it herself". Kamala eyes widen and I stop talking, taking a sip of my water.
"Are you serious? She said that?". I nodded and I stared at Kamala trying to read her expression but I couldn't. "Continue baby". She says it all seductively with a smirk creeping up on her face. "So that's when I called up a driver to take her back to her resort and as we opened the door there you were standing there". Kamala nods then she sighs, "so why were you in your robe?".
I look at her, "I took a shower before she came banging on my hotel door". Kamala nods understanding everything I'm saying. "Okay. And is there anything else you need to tell me?". I swallow my spit and I put my head down staring at my plate. Kamala clears her throat quickly making me give her eye contact. She tilts her head trying to see what else I have to say. "Please don't get mad. Okay?".
Kamala sighs, "I- I can't promise you what reaction I'll have. But I'll hear you out". I nod and I run my fingers through my moist curls. "The morning after me and you had sex. She invited me to her resort to just catch up. Then she asked me have I forgave you about the whole Millie thing". Kamala nods but then she stops and her eyes wanders. Her eyes finally meting with mine. "You told her about Millie?". I sigh, "of course I have she's my best friend".
My leg shakes I try to not make it noticeable. Kamala nods and continues to listens. "I told her I haven't forgave you just yet. But then she turned around and told me to not forgive you, and she TRIED to kiss me". Kamala sits there in disbelief all shook up not knowing what to say. "Did you guys kiss?". I sigh in relief, "no we did not, you texted me right in the middle of that. But I made sure to pull away just In enough time".
Kamala nods and smiles at me. "I appreciate you being honest with me baby". I smile at her and she smirks at me.
"Kamala", I say it in a soft tone. She finishes her food and swallows it. "Yes baby?". I sigh sitting back comfortably in my chair. "When we get into arguments we need to work things out instead of being petty, I don't wanna lose you". Kamala nods as she shifts in her chair, "okay baby, we can work on that. And you're not gonna lose me I promise". I smile and so does she.
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