The Couples Retreat 2 *ON HOLD*

Nevaeh and Omar

Nevaeh and Omar were lying in bed, watching reruns of The Nanny as they cuddled up closely together.

"What was it like? Making out with Asia?" He asked, while the show was on commercial. Nevaeh avoided eye contact with him, knowing that this conversation was bound to be brought up sooner or later. She didn't know if he was still upset about the situation or not, but in her mind he really didn't have a reason to be upset. She and the rest of the wives were just having a little poolside fun.

"Honestly? It was pretty amazing. Not like when we kiss, of course, but it was really nice." She told him, finally looking over at him.

"Would you do it again? If the opportunity presented itself?"

"Only if you were okay with it."

"I'll admit, I was upset about it at first, but I shouldn't have been upset in the first place. You ladies were just having harmless fun and I enjoyed seeing you let loose." He smirked. She giggled and rolled her eyes, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

"I've never been the one to let loose, if we're being honest. When we were younger, I was always so uptight and I never got into any trouble unless Naomii got me into trouble. Sure, there'd be times when I'd lash out and what not, but that's because I felt like I had something to prove when I didn't." She sighed.

"Why did you feel that way?"

"That was the only way to get my parents attention. If Naomii wasn't doing something completely out of line, then Kaiden was being a huge man child, or Layla was whining about nothing. Aubree wanted to be exactly like Naomii, which was an epic fail, and MJ got away with everything because he was the only one that wasn't getting into trouble at home. On top of that, our half brother, Damien, was always getting into something and blaming us when he stayed over on the weekends, so we'd all get in trouble and he'd be off the hook. I swear, till this day, I still hate that boy."

"Hate is a strong word." He chuckled. "Isn't that what you always say to me?"

"That's besides the point." Nevaeh pouted. He laughed and wrapped his arms around his wife, pulling her close to him. "I've been thinking."

"About what?"

"Pursuing a career." She told him.

"Like a basketball career?"

"Well...at first I was thinking about joining the WNBA with Naomii, but she and Keith travel a lot and I can barely even function being away from my girls for this ten day retreat. But maybe I can become a coach like you or something."

"That's a really great idea, baby. The women's basketball team is looking for a coach and as soon as we get back home, I'll refer you." He said, happy to know that his wife wanted to do something that was close to home. He feared that she would want to start playing basketball again and leave him home alone, taking care of their daughters.

"Please and thank you. I love you, babe." She said, gently tugging on his beard and kissing his lips.

"I love you too. And speaking of basketball...how about we go play a little one on one real quick. Loser owes the winner dinner and a hot oil massage."

"You're on." She shrieked, climbing out of bed and hurrying over to the drawer, pulling out her basketball shorts and a sports bra. It had been awhile since she had played a one on one game with her husband, and she was just looking forward to getting back on the court and seeing if she still had it.

*

Nevaeh and Omar were running down the court, as Nevaeh twisted around him and made the last winning shot. The game was tied and Omar had no intentions on letting his wife win, but that last move caught him completely off guard and he couldn't believe he had lost against his other half.

"I WIN!" She cheered, doing a miniature happy dance. Omar chuckled, loving how happy his wife looked as she ran over to him and jump into his arms. "Dinner's on you tonight, right?"

"A deal is a deal." He smirked, kissing her lips. "Any place in particular you wanna dine at tonight?"

"Nope. Surprise me."

"I know the perfect place." He told her, sitting her down.

"And what place might that be?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you, now would it?" He turned around and allowed her to jump on his back, as he carried her into the house and up the stairs into their bedroom. Sitting her down on the bed, she jumped up and wrapped her arms around him and placed her face on his back.

"You're such a smart ass, but I love it." She smiled. "And when we get back from dinner...I want you to use that heated coconut oil for my hot oil massage."

"The one that makes you tingle whenever I lightly blow on your heated skin?"

"Yep...that's the one."

"Mm...you gon have me put another baby in you real soon." He told her, making her blush.

"Another baby wouldn't be so bad." She smiled, making him turn and look at her.

"You forreal?"

"Yeah, I am." He smiled and cupped her face, kissing her long and hard.

"I love you so much, you know that right?" He asked her, already knowing the answer.

"Of course I do. And I love you too. Now, let's go take a shower and go get some dinner. I'm hungry and I'm looking forward to this hot oil massage." She said, grabbing his hand and leading him to the bathroom. It will be going down tonight between Mr. And Mrs. Brooks!