All Day

Chapter Three

" Mrs. & Mr. Webster you have a visitor"

At this point Blake and I having our little freaky moment. He slung me back onto the desk, so he could be able to press the button to answer our desk worker.

" Who is it ?", Blake asked in a deep manly voice.

" Denise's brother Justin Combs", she said back.

"Bring him up", I said trying to make myself look decent. I don't want my brother to think I just like to have sex and not work. Plus, him and Blake don't get alone so well.

He walked into the room then it was all over. The shade was thrown from both sides of the room.

" Hey Nise, I came to check to see my next meeting with you ", he spoke eyeing Blake.

" Umm, let me see..", I said as I began to search the room. I had to bend down to look in the desk. When I bent down I knew Blake was going to get hard.

" Yo, Nigga stop looking at my damn sister like that before I fuck you up!", Justin yelled.

" Nigga she's my wife, I look at her anyway I want to!", Blake yelled back.

They kelp going and I got frustrated by there constant yells. I slammed all the files in my hand on my marble desk, knocking down a photo of My grandmother & I . It shattered and knowing my grandma died and I was close to her that was the straw.

" Shut the hell up ! Both of you all either get alone for my sack or don't say shit to each other!", I said picking up her picture and crying hard as I grabbed my purse and car keys.

" Baby Wait!", I heard Blake yell.

I just heard Justin walking behind me, I wasn't turning back around.

" Denise Wait!", Justin yelled.

"Denise Erin Porter - Combs!", he yelled.

I turned around with nothing but tears ashamed of pouring out my emotions. I just couldn't take it, I got in my car and drove to the near by Starbucks.