One Night Stand

Chapter 8

O N E N I G H T S T A N D

                Milan checked the clock on her desk before grabbing her limited edition summer collection Givenchy purse and leaving her workplace. Meeca was finally back from her honeymoon and Milan couldn't be happier. The girls planned to have lunch after Milan finished up with work. It's been two days since the situation at Tyreek's family's home and Milan couldn't wait to spill the tea to her bestfriend, this tea was hot and brewed too. She got inside her Mercedes and drove to the nearest chipotle restaurant.

She walked in the restaurant and Meeca was already there with the food. Milan walked over to her bestfriend and smiled. She looked fresh, renewed and happy. Her mocha skin complexion was now a little darker, her hair was straightened down her back, she looked slimmer and that rock on her ring finger was glitzing. Meeca stood up and embraced Milan in a tight, warming hug.

"Peach Bellini?" Meeca asked.

Milan nodded. The girls been obsessed with the Peach Bellini collection from Bath and Body Works for years. You would think after years of wearing it they would eventually get annoyed and tired of smelling like the same fragrance however each time they wore it, they fell in love with it more and more.

"So what's been going on bitch? My ass been out the states for weeks with no phone, no social media, nothing." Meeca sighed.

Milan chuckled. "We should've got some drinks because what I'm about to tell you is crazy."

Meeca reached in her Louis Vuitton purse and pulled out two water bottles. It looked like water. She handed Milan one of the water bottles, Milan smelled it and immediately knew it was vodka. Meeca was always on point. "See this why you my bitch." Milan smiled.

             Meeca chuckled and drunk some of the liquor. "But tell me what's going on! I'm anxious. You pregnant?"

               Milan shook her head. "No more damn babies for me. But anyways, I found my kids father."

                "Really? Where his ass been for the past six years?" Meeca asked.

                "Okay so, remember on my twentieth birthday?"

               Meeca nodded.

                "The guy Tyreek with the tattoos, brown skin and pretty eyes, that's the one." Milan blurted.

                    "TYREEK? OH MY GOD! WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?" She yelled, not caring that everyone in the restaurant started to look at her.

                     "Girl if you don't shutcho' ass up. But this happened the night of my birthday. I don't remember all the details of what happened though, but I do remember waking up the next morning and laying down in the bed naked with him. Then weeks later, I found out I was pregnant but when I found out I didn't have no way to contact him and I never seen him again until your wedding, that's how we kind of rekindled. We got DNA testing and he's the father." Milan explained.

            "Wow that's crazy. I would've never thought he would the one. Why didn't you tell me after all this time? I thought we were best friends." Meeca questioned.

              "Because I didn't want to be judged. I didn't want you guys to think I was some whore that allowed a man to slide up in me on the first night of meeting him. I was embarrassed and disgusted with myself."