Sequel to Make it Last Forever
Fast forward three years: Trey and Lashontae are still divorced and co parenting their two beautiful children. They've been able to remain cordial for the kids, but are they secretly wanting that old thing back?
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Tae
"Is everyone here?" Dad asked.
He was finally able to get all three of us on the phone for an answer about this tour.
"I'm here."
I slowed down the speed from full out running to a slow jog on Trey's treadmill.
"I'm here, Uncle Matt." Kelly said.
"Bey?" Dad called after a moment of silence.
"Yeah, I'm here. Sorry, Blue was asking me something."
"So what did we come up with? Yay or nay?" He asked hesitantly.
"I say yay." Kelly spoke up first.
"Fine, let's go." I added reluctantly as Kelly shrieked.
"I'll do it." Bey agreed after a long pause.
"Glad to hear ladies. I'll work on details while you start figuring out your show. This has been my dream for years."
"I'm excited, Uncle Matt," Kelly concurred, "girls, where are you?"
"I'm in LA." I replied.
"I'm home in NYC." Bey said.
"Tae, How long you been here and why you ain't tell me?" She asked.
"Just a couple days. I brought the kids out here to see their dad and thought I'd stick around. Last minute decision. I was gonna call before I went home."
"We should meet up. Titan would love to see his cousins."
"Of course. Just text or call me."
"I feel left out." Beyonce mumbled.
"You all the way on the east coast, honey. That's not our fault." Kelly teased.
"Not to interrupt, but I need to jump off and take another call. And I'll be calling to set up another meeting to discuss everything soon. Talk to y'all later. Love you." Dad said ending the call.
Although touring with the group would be difficult, I thought long and hard about what Trey said the other day. This wasn't about me; it was about the group, our fans, and being able to eat off of this forever. The three of us owed it to our fans, to Daddy, and even ourselves.
"Hey sexy."
Trey walked in his home gym drinking a smoothie.
"Hey." I said slowing the treadmill down more to cool down, "Y'all have fun?"
He insisted on taking the kids to Six Flags today while I had alone time and it was much appreciated.
"We did. They're exhausted. They passed out in the car."
"I bet."
I stopped the machine and wiped the sweat from my face and neck.
