Big Mistake 2

Mind of Mine

"On many particular days, during certain manifestations, our minds race to oblivion and withhold everything we need to be rid of. Sometimes we don't even know what we're doing, where we're going, and how we're getting there. And sometimes without a plan, we'll just never know." -Yamesia

"So I guess Davionne is proud that her mom cheated on her supposedly father, with her aunt's ex, and now that's her dad? Is she seriously happy about that?" Jules asks Paris for the hundredth time in the last six minutes.

Paris raises her eyebrows then puts them back into place, nodding her head.  "Unfortunately so. I'm not worried about neither of them. Her, Danielle, and Davionne can all kiss my ass."

Jules shakes her head and looks back down at her hand, the knife laying inside.  Her and Paris were currently fixing dinner for everyone present at the house.  Malcolm, August, Octavia, and Julian.  The two had been upstairs all day, doing only Lord knows what. 

But currently neither of the women cared to go upstairs and find out, even though they should have rightfully.  Malcolm and August encouraged Paris and Jules to give them a bit of space, which was surprising them both that August would suggesting something of that sort.

"Fuck Danielle's loose ass. When I see that bitch, I'a let that ho know who she fuckin' wit'." August speaks up, slightly alarming the two women.  They hadn't heard him come into the kitchen, and were wondering how long he'd been there.

"August, how long have you even been in here?" Jules asks, confusion ridden in her voice as she places the cut up boneless white meat chicken into the sizzling batch  of grease.

"Oh, just maybe a little bit of ten minutes. Y'all always gossipin' about some otha' bitch. But that shit be juicy as fuck, tell me mo'!" He cheers happily as he jumps onto the top of the island counter.

Paris chuckles and shakes her head, cutting up the potatoes into thin slices to make homemade fries.  Her pregnancy cravings were through the roof, and the menu for the night was that of single cut potato fries, homemade chicken tenders, Jules' famous white gravy, and mashed potatoes.

Paris and Malcolm will fix fries foods once every two months, and it's been a little under two weeks since they've fixed anything fried.  But her pregnancy cravings were calling and crawling, so her husband was answering.

"No one in this room wants to discuss her anymore. Mosey on August," Jules fans her hand off to August.

August smacks his lips then licks them, looking down at Jules's plump backside.  He began to stare, his mouth drooling from the sight before him. 

Even though they only had sex with one another once, and since then he's been married three times and has two kids, he could never stop thinking about the night he and Jules made love to one another.

Everything between them since then has been personal, thanks to the feelings they had for one another.  But due to August wanting to work things out with Danielle, and their lifestyles of traveling all the time getting in the way, they settled for a one night stand and left things at that.

Paris knew of the attraction they still hold for one another, and encourages them both to get together and maybe work something out relationship wise.

They're both divorced, and have been for a long time.  The love and passion between them is unbearable, and all more noticeable.  Jules could never deny her immediate and undying attraction to August Alsina.

Paris peeks back at August watching Jules from behind, admiring her from head to toe. She swats her hand at him, catching his jerking attention.