Only Fools Fall For You

Part 8

Bentley Jones

I called Yemi over and over and she didn't pick. Was she doing this to piss me off? "Come back to bed baby." Yolanda whined. "She's not answering, get up." I got my self ready. "Where are we going?" She asked sitting up. "We're going to pay Yemi a visit. I want to see my kids." She sighs, getting ready. I had a gut feeling that something was going on.

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When we got to her house. I rushed out the door. "Would you slow down? Why do you want to see her so much? I'm your girlfriend, remember?" I rolled my eyes. She was annoying sometimes. "I want my daughters, Yolanda, that's it." She scoffed. "Right, that's all." I shook my head at her. "Why is this a problem? You don't want the girls around?" She shook her head. "That's not it. I feel like you just want her back." 

"Don't be ridiculous." I knocked on the door and no one came. "Open the damn door, I see your car." I shouted banging on the door. "Who's car is that?" Yolanda questioned but before I could look, the door opened and a shirtless Derek answered the door. "It's a little too early to be shouting, don't you think?"

I felt my blood boil at the sight of this man in my wife's house. "Is there something you wanted?" He folded his arms. Yolanda bit her lip as she low key checked him out but I saw. She wasn't serious. "Where is she?" He smirked. "She's asleep, we were a little busy." Don't react, Bentley that's what he wants. "Where are the kids? Did ya'll fuck with my kids in the house?" He laughed. "Don't be a hypocrite. I wouldn't dare. The girls are with their aunt."

"What's going on?" A soft voice came from behind him. "It's nothing, I thought I told you to sleep." Her dark hands rested on his stomach as she came to see who it was. "What are you doing here?" She asked.

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Yemi Wilson

"What are you doing here?" I asked them. Bentley's face was bright red while Yolanda couldn't stop stirring at Derek. "I was calling for the kids but you were answering." I sighed. "My phone was off, sorry but the kids aren't here, you can come back later for them, I'll get them ready." He frowned at me then at Derek. "For someone who claimed to love me, you sure do move on fast."

"At least I'm not a cheating bastard." I snapped back at him. "Don't talk to my boyfriend like that!" I was about to reply but Derek beat me to it. "Then don't talk about my woman like that." I couldn't help but blush. "Your woman? You just open your legs and that's it, huh?" I gasped. "Leave right now, or it won't end pretty." Derek growled out.

Derek got in front of me in a defensive stand. "Babe, let's go, it's not worth it." Yolanda tried pulling him away. "No, he thinks because he's big, he can walk all over me." He really wants to die. "Leave, Bentley, this is your last warning." Derek's voice was deep and deadly. "Fine! Have my sloppy secon-" Then a thump was heard. "BENTLEY." Yolanda screamed. 

I pushed in front of him to see Bentley on the floor, knocked out. "I gave him a warning. Now get him out of here before I do something worse." He slammed the door in her face. He turned to me. "I'm sorry but he was asking for it." Last night I got so drunk that Derek had to take me home. He stayed with me until I woke up. We didn't do anything.

"Well that was fun, don't you think?" I wrapped my robe tighter around me, looking down. "Oh don't blush now, I'll have you know that you're the one that ripped my shirt off and licked my abs." My eyes widened in embarrassment. "You're kidding!!" He shakes his head laughing. "You passed out when you came to my nipples. It was quiet funny." 

I covered my face and sat down. "Don't tell me anymore." He laughed. "You even tried twerking on me. It was tempting but you were drunk, I can't do that to you." I peeked at him. "Don't worry about it, later on when you're sober, we'll continue someday."

He winked at me and went to the kitchen. "How about some bacon and eggs with toast." That doesn't sound so bad. "Yeah that's good." Looking at him I smiled. Bentley never cooked for me, he refused to. He would only cook for Yolanda and the twins. It makes sense now.

"You don't have to cook for me." He glanced at me. "But I want too, sit down." Soon after I was eating. "So how does it taste?" He questioned me. "Really good." Derek took a bow, making me giggle. 

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"But mummy, we don't want to go with daddy!" Zania cried into my stomach. "Okay we have to talk before your father comes." I sat them down. "Not because daddy and I aren't together doesn't mean he doesn't love you guys. He just wants to see his girls for the day."

Zamia huffed. " I don't want Yolanda there mummy." How was I going to tell Bentley that?" There was a knock on the door and I went to open the door and the first thing I saw was his swollen jaw. Derek really punched him hard. "Where are the girls?" He asked. "They're coming, I just need to talk to you about something?" He smirked. "I'm fin-" I cut him off.

"No, not that, they don't Yolanda there if you're taking them." He sighed. "Fine." I called the girls and the stood there looking at their father like he stole their cookies. "Daddy missed you girls." He kissed their cheek and Zamia wiped her face. "Don't be like that, princess." He told her but she huffed. "Can we go."

I sighed kissing them goodbye. "Don't give your father a hard time girls." I looked at them as they drove off. I hope he listened to me.