Lost

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Omniscient POV

"Wait wait!!" Clint almost yelled out. "He was there and you were there?!"

"Yes!" she replied sitting back on the couch relaxing eating some cut up carrots and celery that Darius had given her.

"What did you say?"

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"What did you say?"

"I told him that he was basically crazy. And it could never be. I love my husband. I'm in love with him."

Darius remained quiet during their talk although he did smile to himself at her words. He continued cooking while they chilled out.

"I don't know Jan. You know he got a big ass mouth. You told him you were married girl? I don't know if I would've done that."

"It was fine. He won't say anything."

"How you know? You know that man is a mess. I was there! I listened to the whole thing." Pres exclaimed. Pres and Clint went back and forth asking questions.

"I knew he still wanted more and that can't happen."

"How could you tell?"

"He practically told me himself."

"Dang girl that's nuts."

"I can't believe he really thought we'd be good after that situation." She mumbled.

"Damn that's ballsy especially after Darius beat his ass the first time."

"I mean you know I ain't mad at him for trying. I knew he'd try to pull her again. I'm not stupid. I knew that they would cross paths at some point. I would too if I had fucked up like he did." Darius finally interjected.

"He knows she's a prize and he knows he fumbled." Clint offered.

"Look all I know is he better stay away from my wife and my baby. I'll beat his ass again. I don't play about what's mine. I have no problem draggin him if needed."

"I know that's right Dario! You tell 'em!!"

Clint shook his head. "Pres stop eggin him on. You already know he's a hot head!"

"Me!! I'm not."

"Yeah you kinda are. Especially when it comes to this one right here." Clint pointed at Janet next to him on the couch.

"What?"

"I mean baby you are. It's okay."

"Yeah whatever. Anyways what we into tonight?"

"How bout some shots and poker." Pres smirked.

"That's not fair guys!" She whined.

"Jan you can't. We'll make you some virgin drinks though."

They continued to talk, cook dinner, and enjoy each other's company. Preston pulled her aside.

"Hey look on a serious note hunny when you gone tell the world about all of this?" Preston pulled her aside asking.

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