Chapter Seventeen

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Este let out a cry. " If I ever see you again, I will kill you." Alex gritted before putting his gun away. Buffy later followed. The doctor came in with his medicine. Alex prepared Este to leave. He walked out without another word.

The ride home was silent. " I need a few minutes to myself." I whispered to my boyfriend. I walked to his, our room. Mya sent him home when she came back in town. I let a breath out and processed what happened. Both men I have been involved with threatned to kill each other with a gun, whilst confessing their love for me, in front of my seven month old son. Not to mention one is permanently attached to me because he is my baby daddy. I've been such a whore. I have slept with both men, cheated with one, has had a baby with the other, and left one for the other. I have been a whore and yet these two idiots, in which I love so much, still love me.

" Babe? It's been a couple hours now. Are you okay?" He peered through the door. Has it been that long? " Yeah. 'm just thinkin'. " He climbed on the bed next to me. " About?" I looked him his eyes, those golden brown eyes that I love dearly. " Why do you love me? I am such a whore, yet you still love me." My voice came out as a soft whispered. " I don't know. I'm just infatuated with you, your race. I don't know why, I just am." He leaned over me. "So am I whore?" He chuckled. "Kinda," I made a face while he cheesed, " I mean can you seriously blame me? You've been kinda wish-washy. You've moving between two guys: one being a complete ass of a douchebag, and the other being a sweet, handsome man who deserves her hand." He smiled. I laughed at him. "Damn. Your laugh." He smiled, completely mesmorized. I pressed a gently peck on his lips. He tugged lightly at my hair, pulling me back. "Mm Buffy. I have to make dinner." He pulled me back, setting me on his lap. My hands rested on his chest. He quickly pulled his shirt off. "Baby, I'm serious. I'm hungry." I whined. He smiled and leaned his forehead against mine. " I love you." He spoke. "I love you,... but I'm hungry." He chuckled, setting me free.

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