Megan
I sat in the passenger seat of Mason's car as we rode down the Ben Franklin bridge with the radio lowly serenading us. The car was comfortably silent and the traffic was light since it was a little after eleven at night.
Mason was the uncle of one of my students. We met at one of the football games a year ago and when we crossed paths a few more times after we figured we should see what could come of it. He was a sweetheart, quiet and educated. He was Greek, so I knew he had a bit of a wild side that I was sure to see. We had only been dating officially for about a week. He wasn't my boyfriend or anything, but we did date. Dating was so different the older you got.
"That was baby dad, yeah?"
"Yeah that's Trey." I told him giving my undivided attention. "You weren't uncomfortable were you?"
"No, no." He chuckled. "Not at all. Your family seems nice. I can't wait to do it again."
I smiled at him. "So you want to do it again?"
"Of course." he smiled before licking his lips. "When do I ever not want to spend time with you?"
There he was being a sweetheart again. He parked in front of my apartment complex and leaned in for a good night kiss. His soft lips against mine had me in a trance and before I knew it I was throwing my arms around his neck and massaging his tongue with my own. Once I couldn't hold my breath any longer, I pulled back and smiled up at him. "I'll call you tomorrow."
We weren't at a place where we were having sex yet, but we did make out heavily. We were grown and both needy, that was the least I could do.
"I'll walk you up." He told me opening the car do and making his way around to my side taking my hand into his as he headed toward the entrance. I put in the code and he walked in front of me up the stairs still holding on to my hand.
"Third floor, right?" He asked as we walked onto the elevator.
"Um." I chuckled. "Yeah, how'd you know that?"
He looked at me like I was crazy. "You told me, remember?"
I laughed to myself and before I knew it we were in front of my door.
"Good night beautiful." He said before pecking my cheek. I'll talk to you later.
Tremaine.
I couldn't stop my jaw from clenching as I made my way to my house with Kayla sitting silently in the passenger seat. I never liked an insecure jealous ass woman, but especially now that I was thirty. I had not the slightest bit of time for it.
"Babe, I-"
"Shut up." I told her. "Please don't even say shit to me right now."
"Why the fuck are you so mad that your fucking baby mom heard us having sex? That's what couples do."
I chuckled and gripped the steering wheel tighter. "You continue to miss the point. You went out of your way to let everybody hear us. Doing all this extra shit that you don't even do.That's kid shit. One, nobody needs to be in my damn business and two, just-" I paused before chuckling. "You do entirely too much sometimes yo."
"So I'm wrong for letting the world know who I'm with?"
"Kayla." I chuckled. "Don't fucking play games with me right now. You're wrong for a lot of shit. I don't care about to being proud of who you're with. That's how it's supposed to be. But you're being childish and that shit is dead. It stops right now."
"So you're taking her side over mine?"
"Who the fuck is her?" I asked looking over at her briefly before pulling into my yard. "Megan never did anything to you. Cut it the fuck out, before I get mad."
"Before you get mad?" She scoffed. "You got some fucking nerve-"
"You don't even know my daughter's middle name!" I yelled slamming my hands against the wheel causing the horn to honk and her eyes to widen. "My favorite color is red? I swear to God I should-"
I paused before speaking making sure to choose my words wisely.
"You're quick to talk about seven years this and seven years that but after seven years you don't know my favorite color is royal blue? After seven years you don't know Si's middle name is Christine? After seven years what the fuck do you know? You spend so much fucking time worrying about my child's mother than worrying about what the fuck you're supposed to be worried about."
She sat quietly in her seat fighting back tears but I didn't give a fuck. She had embarrassed the fuck out of me, herself and our whole relationship. To say I was pissed was a fucking understatement. Deciding to quit while I was ahead, I got out of the car and headed into the house leaving her sitting right where she was. She could sit there all night for I cared.
Short chapter on how the rest of the night went because I owe y'all.
Trouble in paradise for Trey and Kay?
Paradise for Meg and Mase?
How we feeling?
