Kats POV: baby is a beast in them sheets. Its like he fuck me like he hates me. The way he puts it down, can have any girl claiming. But i claim him just like he claimed me. I don't claim him because he has a good dick game. I claim him because he showed me that I can trust him. The next morning I felt to good. I decided to make breakfast for him. Even though I can't stand up right. And my legs are sore as fuck. After I finished cooking breakfast for Wynn I sat everything on a tray. And slowly walked up the stairs. Once i got up to the room, i sat the food on the night stand. I woke him up but he wouldn't budge.
Me: wynn wake up.
He opened his eyes slightly.
Wynn: what you doing up so early.
Me: its 6 and your still sleep
Wynn: it is.
Me: yeah i cooked.
He sat up i gave him the tray. He started to eat while i tried walking to the bathroom.
Wynn: bae where you going.
Me: to shower.
Wynn: just wait.
Me: no
I walked into the bathroom locked the door got in the bathroom and to the morning after pill. We been together for 4 months and its a bit to early for kids. I got in the shower and started my hygiene routiene. I had a scheduled training with syracuse gaurd Cliff Marquez. He was supposed to be drafted last year and happened to get injured. And this is where I come in. He tore ligaments in his foot he's walking on his foot now and coach wants him out there in two months.
I got out the shower and put on my white sports bra, white volleyball pants, red & white elite socks, retro 11s, and nike hoodie. I put my hair into a messy bun, grabbed my bag and left. I walked back to my apartment to grab my car keys and then drove to Syracuse University.
*3 hours later*
I arrived to Syracuse University. The coach was outside the training facility with his star player. I got out my car and walked over to Coach Rose and Cliff Marquez. I shook his both of their hands. And started talking.
Me: well I had this injury before and a few clients of mine had this injury so I already know how to deal with something like this.
Coach: alrite so I'll leave you two, to start working.
Me: alrite.
I sat my bag down and took on my Nike hoodie.
Cliff: how'd did you get this injury.
Me: i played ball and i stopped after getting this injury.
Cliff and i walked towards some workout equipment. And started working out.
We did some lunges and pool work. He does have abs that I couldn't stop staring at. He just beautiful light skinned muscles tatted. My type. If only I was single. But I love Wynn so I cant do that to him.
Cliff: my legs hurt.
Me: that means you doing something right.
Cliff: *mumbles* i could do that body right.
Me: what was that?
Cliff: nothing.
We left to go outside to the track and started running on the field. We did suicide drills and some sprints. My love for helping people back onto to the court when needed. Meeting new faces and making a new connection is what I love to do. If I couldn't do this then I wouldn't do nothing at all.
Wynn's POV: After Katrina left to work, I went to go see an old friend. You might be wondering who it is. Im going to tell you this now, it is a female. But she knows where we stand. I also have a child by her too. And I still haven't told Katrina and I plan on telling her about it anytime soon.
Me: hey Angela.
Angela: hey boo.
I sat down across from her at Applebees. I know, why go there somebody can easily spot you, take a picture and send it out to TMZ. Well it was easy for her, so why not.
Me: how you been lately?
Angela: fine just been thinking about things....and you.
Me: why you been thinking about me?
Angela: well lets see we are practically connected because of our son Shawn. Its like you don't care since you got with Ms. Physical Trainer you dropped us.
Me: well I can't be there for everything. I have a career to attend to. Remember. And she's not even the reason so don't put the blame on her.
Angela: yeah okay.
The waitress came took our orders then left. I checked Katrina's twitter and instagram. All with a picture of her working with future draftee Cliff Marques. He would make a great point gaurd on our team. The waitress came back with our food and we started eating.
We started talk but i wasn't really paying any attention was texting Kat cuz i missed her. Lately when i look at Shawn I dont see no type of resemble of me in him. She came up out of no where claiming that Shawn is mine.
Baby❤💋😍: hey.
Me: hey wat you doin.
Baby❤💋😍: im thinking about opening up a gym.
Me: what you mean?
Baby❤💋😍: im not quitting my career but thats just something I want have on the side since im working with many celebrities. But I also want to work with normal people.
Me: i'll help you. Maybe we can be business partners.
Baby❤💋😍: and what you gonna do in there?
Me: well if we find a space thats big enough to fit a basketball court, I can run training for all ages.
Baby❤💋😍: awh sweet giving back. But umm we'll talk more about it later. But what are you doing.
Me: at lunch with a friend.
Baby❤💋😍: i miss you baby.
Me: i miss you too. We going out tonight.
Baby❤💋😍: what should I wear.
Me: something thats not to revealing for others to see.
Baby❤💋😍: where are we going?
Me: thats for me to know and you to find out.
Baby❤💋😍: 😡😡😡😡😡😡
Me: dont be mad.
Baby❤💋😍: i gotta get back to work so I'll be getting off soon and I let you know when to come and get me.
Me: what you gonna wear.
Baby❤💋😍: thats for me to know and for you to find out. Love you 😘❤💋
Me: love you 2.
Angela was talking about some shit while i was talking with Kat. But i cleared her out and started looking at pictures of me and Katrina and our video of playing ball together. It was funny even though I let her win she has a good handle though.
Angela: wynn did you hear me.
Me: nope and but hear me loud and clear.
Angela: okay.
Me: i want a DNA test for Shawn cuz I dont think he's mine.
Angela: what you mean.
Me: we fucked in high school and you just now telling me that i have a baby.
Angela: okay but he is yours.
I left the table leaving a couple of dollars for my plate. I left Applebees and went back to my house to get ready for my date tonight.
