Best Friends| Part Three

Chapter 3

Genevieve
This is Caleb's week with Trey and I so I force myself to to get myself together. I don't want to ruin his week. Well, right now as I cook, Trey and Caleb converse at the kitchen island.

"I want a little brother or sister," I overhear Caleb say.

I keep my back turned to them and pretend not to hear.

"Maybe your mom can have one." Trey responds.

"Orrrr you and Auntie Gee can."

"It's not easy, son."

"Why not?! Auntie, when are you gonna give me a little brother or sister?"

"When God gives us one, honey." I respond while putting the food into plates.

I turn around to find them both looking at me. Caleb looks so much like Trey, it's kind of funny. They both have this thing they do with their nose when they're mad. Too damn cute.

"I'll tell God that I can't wait anymore." Caleb says while frowning.

Trey and I chuckle and glance at each other.

"You let Him know I said the same thing." I mumble.

I set the plates in front of them and walk out to the porch to get some fresh air. I sit on the steps and stare out into the golden orange and violet sunset. I think about the fibroids that grew in my body and cry a little bit. I'll be starting my MRI treatments in another day. The sound waves from the MRI are supposed to shrink the fibroids. I hear the slap of Trey's flip flops as they hit the wooden porch floor.

I peek over and see that he's leaning against the wooden pole and is also looking out towards the sunset.

"I think we made the right choice to move out here," Trey says," Long Island is just right."

After getting married, Trey and I had to really sit down and talk about where we wanted to live. I wasn't tryna leave NY so soon and Trey hated the city. The Hamptons on Long Island caught our eye. We live in a 7 bedroom,12 bathroom mansion that's set on 10 acres of land. We have a pool, tennis court, basketball court, guest house, basically the whole nine yards. It's so beautiful.

"It's beautiful." I reply.

"You are too." He says.

I blush and pretend to shoo a fly away. He comes over and sits next to me on the step. I feel him staring at the side of my face. He knows I was crying.

"Sorry about giving you the attitude when we got home today. I was-"

"You don't need to apologize. I understand."

"But that doesn't give me the right to treat you any type of way."

He keeps silent.

"Through all of this, you stayed with me. You can easily go out and find some girl who would love to give you what I can't. You are Trey Songz."

He sighs and says," Okay, yeah. There's a lot of girls who are willing to have Trey Songz's babies. But, I don't want those girls. They don't know Tremaine like you do. I made a vow to you to remain with you through the good and the bad."

"But, I know how much you want a child. And, listen to Caleb. He wants a sibling."

"We'll be fine, baby. We can wait until you finish treatment to try again, and we can always adopt."

I nod my head. I always dreamed of Trey and I turning into another Brad Pitt and Angelie Jolie. We would have a couple of our own biological kids and adopt some.

"Then let's do it." I say out loud.

"Do what?"

"Adopt. What are we waiting for?"

He gets closer and puts his arm around my shoulder.

"Are you sure about this?" He asks.

"Yes, Trey. I can't wait for these fibroids."

I turn to look at his face that's full of excitement and love. We both go in simultaneously for a kiss. God, this man still makes me feel crazy after all these years. After the kiss, I lean my head on Trey's shoulder and continue to look out towards the darkening sky.

"I love you so much, Trey."

"I love you too, bebe." He replies before kissing my forehead.

I laugh because he called me bebe. Trey thinks he's on point with his creole. I can't front though, he's pretty good.

"Where's Caleb?" I ask.

"Watching TV in the family room."

"Let's go back inside then."

"Ight."

We both get up and dust ourselves off. We walk inside, and Caleb is fast asleep on the sofa. He must be tired from the flight because it's only 7:45 pm.

"Let me bring him upstairs." Trey says while walking over to Caleb.

While he does that, I go to the kitchen and clean up. Tracie is on vacation so I'm forced to clean. I don't mind though. As I place the dishes inside the dishwasher, Trey comes behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

"You wanna do something tonight?" He whispers in my ear.

I pretend to not know what he's talking about.

"Like what? Netflix?"

"That'll be on in the background while I make your body feel all types of ways."

I laugh nervously. It's been a while since Trey and I have had sex.

"I still want Netflix though." I say while closing the dishwasher and turning to him.

He shrugs,"Whatever you want in the background."

He swoops me off of my feet, and puts me on his shoulder. I squeal and slap his back a couple times. Oh my gosh! He knows how much I hate this even though my pxssy is already getting wet. He slaps my ass a couple times to get me even more annoyed.

"Shut up before you wake Caleb." He responds while laughing.

I quiet down as we get closer to our bedroom. My excitement and nervousness build. Why the hell am I nervous? He's my husband for goodness sakes.

Author's Note
Lawdie, Lawd. I would've updated sooner but I've been busy. Last weekend was amazing for me. But, here it is because it's been a while.