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Valeria Simone-Washington
April 10 1995
{Los Angeles California ; Valeria's Home}
After spending nearly two weeks with Devante, Valeria found herself back at her home attempting to catch up on things. Jeremiah had been stopping by randomly ever since she had gotten home.. Valeria dared to get a restraining order, but she just couldn't do that to the man that she had much love for.
She'd be lying if she said she didn't miss the simple things. Because of that, she was ignoring Devante who ringed her line nearly everyday. She had mix emotions.. Part of her longed to sit in Devante's arms and start a new life with him. But part of her didn't want to start all the way over. She had a month to figure out what she wanted to do before their divorce was finalized. She needed time away from both guys to think... She was really beginning to regret messing with Devante in the first place, because she was slowly starting to gain feelings for him.
Hearing a knock on her door she sighed. It was most likely Jada or either Jeremiah. Speaking of Jada, Valeria hadn't really heard much from her. She made a mental note to call her as she walked towards her front door. Swinging the door open, there stood Devante on the other end with a red rose in his hands. She was unaware that he was back in California, she was sure he was New York finishing up Jodeci's album. His aroma was very strong and it made Valeria weak.. He smelled heavenly. She looked at him in confusion on why he was on her doorstep. The night had fallen and she honestly wasn't in the mood for any of his shenanigans.
Devante on the other hand was very happy to see Valeria. He missed her presence as well as her touch, but that wasn't the reason why he was here. He was tired of the game they had going on, he honestly wanted a shot with her. Raising her eyebrow, she cleared her throat watching him watch her. He chuckled lowly eyeing her anatomy that was covered in a black silk robe.
"Well hello stranger, nice to see you well and alive." He said sarcastically making her roll her eyes. Folding her arms across her chest she let out a dramatic sigh.
"Devante what are you doing here? You can't just pop up at people's homes at this time of night." She said with attitude evident in her tone. Devante nodded understanding where she was coming from, but he really needed to see her.
"I just wanna talk V. We had a nice time together in Miami and you just up and dipped on me. Hubby must be home?" He asked with a smirk on his face making her suck her teeth. Devante was very arrogant at times. "That's not your business, but no he isn't home." She replied smartly and he nodded walking past her into her house. Valeria widened her eyes at his boldness, but it was expected... He is Devante Swing.
