All Grown Up - Washington Series 3 {Completed}

[18] Fighting For You

[18] Fighting For You

It was an adjustment for Corey and Raye once they came back to Orlando. Corey refused to allow Raye to sleep on the couch and also wouldn't let them share a bed. As a result he was on the couch while she had the bedroom. Corey meant what he said in LA. He wanted them to slow things down and really develop a concrete relationship.

He went to work at the basketball arena working with the team while she jet set across the country. On Monday she was in Washington D. C. working on the set of her latest film. Tuesday she spent time in NY and on Wednesday she was back in FL but working out of the Miami area. She got the opportunity to see her family and help her mom house hunt. Carmena Washington still hadn't found a place so the girls were trying to convince her not to sell their childhood home.

One thing he admired is that Raye always came back home to Orlando. On Thursday night it was around 1am when she walked through the door and instead of going into the bedroom to crash like he thought, she came and cuddled on the couch with him and fell asleep in his arms. 7 hours later she was gone again but not before kissing him goodbye.

He hoped his time with her never ended.

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Friday morning Corey was in the process of reviewing past games featuring the Toronto Raptors prepping for Saturday's game when there was a knock on his office door. "Come in." he yelled without looking up.

"Brotha goes away to vacation for a few weeks and comes back a married man. Maybe I need to take my ass to Vegas."

Corey recognized the voice and greeted the man with a smile. Antwan, one of his colleagues was walking into his office.

"What can I say? I move fast."

"How were you able to manage Raye Washington though? I saw her last movie and the way her body looked in a bikini scene had me about to bust in my jeans."

"That's my wife."

"And she's fine as hell."

"I'm glad you think so but lay off on the crude comments," he said quickly. "I've known her since before she was a celebrity. She's not some random woman Antwan, that's my wife and when you speak about her show some respect."

Antwan shook his head. Corey had never defended anyone before. "What's up with you? Don't tell me you're whipped by some p*ssy."

Whenever Liam was too busy with Reagan, he and Antwan would patrol the clubs and bars looking for women. It was a phase in his life that was over. He only wanted one woman and was going to do everything in his power to keep her.

Maybe the ring on his finger encouraged him to be a better man. Maybe it was the woman he kissed goodbye before coming to work today but he wasn't the same and it must have been obvious to Antwan. "Get it right. I'm a man I love."

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Corey got home and observed his small living room cluttered with dresses and suits. "Raye?" he yelled out. She wasn't even supposed to be home. When he left for work, she left for the airport and was headed to Georgia. "Raye Raye?" he called again when she didn't get answer.

"I'm here," she came from the hallway dressed in a long sparkling silver dress. It hugged her curves and was held up by the tiniest strings. With one pull Corey knew it would unravel. "What do you think?" she turned and he saw that straps of the dress crossed across her nude back before connecting right above her ass.

He thought she was gorgeous. Antwan was right, he wife was fine as hell. "Damn."

Raye giggled and walked towards him. "Damn is the type of response I wanted." She pressed her lips towards his for a brief kiss. Since that night in Los Angeles their kisses have been more frequent. He was surprised the next morning after visiting the canyon when Raye kissed him good morning but wasn't going to complain. He would catch any type of affection she threw his way.