Tiffany's POV
Things haven't been normal since he's gotten back from his business trip. He arrived from home near midnight, he can't say he went to the gym because we have our own down in the finished basement. He's never worked late like this, I don't even want have my mind wander off thinking about him creeping.
I forgave him once for that, he cheated on me the night before our engagement party. When I first met him, he was nothing but a male hoe. But when he met me, I guess some of that changed, I know he likes the attention from women here and there, I'm ok with it if he does a little flirting here and there. That's just who he is.
He entered into our master bedroom, I was laying on our California King sized bed, catching up on Housewives Of Atlanta while sipping on my pink Moscato. He walked over to my side of the bed, planted a kiss on the cheek and headed to the closet.
Why did he kiss me on the cheek like I was his grandmother? We in 1st grade now? Hmph!
He grabbed all of his toiletries and went for the bathroom. I raised an eyebrow, thinking to myself what in the world is going on with him. I set my glass on the night stand, removed the covers , slipped into my Nike slippers. I walked into the bathroom without knocking.
"Hello to you too." I gave him a stank face.
"What'sup?" He didn't even look at me while greeting me back.
"Umm, what was all that about?" I snapped my fingers at him.
"What do you mean Tif?" He finally looked me in the eyes. My heart immediately dropped.
He's up to something.
"Not-thing..." I felt my cheeks burning up fighting back the tears.
I exited out of the bathroom and ran downstairs to the kitchen. I leaned over on the island, crying my soul out.
What did he do?
Dennis' POV
I don't know what that was all about but as the semi jackass that I am. I didn't bother to run after her, I took off my clothes and hopped in the shower. I had to wash away my guilt, I can't believe I fucked up again. I cheated one time the night before our engagement party and she said if it happens again. It was a done deal for good! Where do I even begin to tell her ?
This is fucking crazy.
Y'all wanna know why I fucked Camille? She is the only female I know that played hard to get, she didn't easily come onto me. I had to chase it, so when a brotha gotta do the chasing. It tells you enough already.
I love Tiffany with all my heart but I love women so damn much I can't leave em' alone. I let the water run down my back while I stood there reminiscing about what happened at work, I did get a little jealous when I saw Melvin, I mean Gavin in Camille's office. Thats when I knew right then and there that I wanted her more than ever! The way she looked at me during our meeting, I wanted do all the things Gavin probably would not be able to do with his pretty boy self. All I know is that, I hit it first. I laughed to myself while thinking away. I heard a thump!
I furrowed my eyebrows in concentration and grabbed my towel, wrapped it around my waist.
"Love shoulda brought you,
Brought you,
Home last night
You shoulda been with me
Shoulda been right by my side
Baby
If you cared anything for me
Then love woulda brought you
To me last night"
I heard Tiffany singing along with Toni Braxton, I was standing in the middle of the kitchen, watching Tiffany stumbling all over the kitchen with my bottle of Hennessey. I don't let no one drink my shit but I don't have energy to chase her.
"Boy, I got a wake up call
And it left the message
That you just don't care at all
You can't expect me to...." She looked me dead in the face singing every word. I stood there with jaws clenched breathing heavy as if she could read my soul.
She pointed at me with a butter knife in her hand and Henny in the other.
She brushed passed me shaking her head.
She knows.
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عشوائيWhen they say to never mess with a married man. You ought to hear that real clear because what's done in the dark, comes to the light. Believe me when I tell you.
