The attraction between two people can be great. The sex can be mind blowing. The kisses can be electrifying....But is it love?
Reagan is a smart girl. Graduated from Howard University one of the top HBCU's in America. Reagan just moved to LA for he...
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I looked up at the big house thinking about Reagan. There's so much going on between us, first our baby, then she finds out about my past, and now I find out all this she got going on with her dad and these "plans," I just need to find Reagan and talk to her.
I walked into the house looking left and right. I peeped my head around the corner to see if she was there. She must be in her room. I walked upstairs and saw Ella close the attic stairs. "Ella I'm sorry, do you know where Rea is?" I asked.
"She's in her room, you should go talk to her." Ella said. Which she was right.
"Yeah I am." I responded. She gave me a soft smile, I walked away and knocked on the bedroom door. I watched the door and waited until she opened the door.
"Hi." She said simply.
"Hey." I said. She slightly opened the door more giving me room to walk into the room. After I entered into the room she closed the door and we both walked to the bed and sat on the end of it.
"I need to explain somethings to you." I said and she laughed.
"Yeah...I do to. "She said pushing a piece of hair behind her ear reveling more of her face.
"I don't want you to think that I've been lying to you, I really haven't at all...I didn't want you to judge me on the past, things that happened years ago, that mean little now." I said.
"Michael, you stole your best friend who died designs, you made a girl get 3 abortions, and you stole money, that's a lot that should've been discussed before." She said, which was true, but I didn't want to be mature about the situations.
"I wanted to hide who I use be from you. I wanted you to see me for the man I am now." I said.
"You don't have to hide from me because I see you, for everything that you are and will be Michael." She said looking me dead in my eyes.
"Ok..Ill tell you." I said before taking a light breath. "When I was 25 I decided to officially launch my clothing line, I had my best friend with me to help, his name was Trey, Trey Songz, we were tight and we were going into business together which was fun, he had designed an entire collection for our spring season and he gave me the book to look over to see if it was good enough." I said before I choked up for a second.
"Michael." Reagan said with compassion and grabbing my hand.
"I loved every piece, he wanted me to redesign things a little but everything was so perfect. Right before he left he told me that the collection was to be iconic, and that these were the designs he wanted to contribute to the company for Paris fashion week...He was so excited, he was hit by a texting driver who wasn't paying attention and tried to change lanes at 90 miles per hour, his car flipped 7 times, his air bag didn't deploy and the car had flew over the guard rail into a tree. The worst part...The worst part is he didn't die on impact he bled to death with part of the smashed tree going through his stomach, it was slow and painful. His family tried took me to court for his designs, they were all meant to be released but they wanted them all, but they never knew about his spring designs, so I passed them as my own, I put his initials on every inside tag, to be his last artwork." I said. Reagan squeezed my hand gently.
