Cake. {FIN}

Three.

"I'll be right back." Kelly slurred and stumbled away. I sat at the bar alone, but I didn't mind. I was just waiting for my friends to return.

"Need company?" I heard someone say over my shoulder. I turned around with full intentions to turn them down, seeing that they weren't the first to hit on me. But, when I turned around I saw a MAN.

"I'm waiting for my friends to come back." I said politely still trying to turn him away.

He smiled at me and sat down. "I'll wait with you."

"I'm a big girl, you know? I don't need a babysitter." I shot back with a smile. The attitude in my voice didn't match the expression on my face.

"I'm just being a gentleman."

"I don't need a gentleman," I said with my left hand up. "I'm married."

"That never stopped me before." I heard him mumble. "Can I buy you a drink?"

I thought about why I'm here, in this club, without Roman. If he wasn't such an asshole, he wouldn't have pissed me off. You know what-

"Yes, you can." I smiled.

I woke up and looked over at Roman. I keep having dreams about the day Jay and I first met. I don't know if this is guilt or what.

I decided to just get up and get ready. It's nothing wrong with being early. I got out of the shower and put my outfit on.

"Bye, Roman." I said waking him up a little. He opened his eyes and looked up at me.

"See you later, beautiful." He said in his husky 'I just woke up' voice.

I gave him a kiss and left.

Jay.
I'm in Starbucks getting Bey and I some coffee and this white girl was staring at me.