Players Regret

Chapter 14

Quanae P.O.V

Over the course of the past few weeks, I had been getting my life together. I started working at a Corporate office as a worker in Marketing. They informed me that i'd be doing a lot of traveling throughout my job unless I've had a new born child.

DJ finally made mends with his mother and father, but made a promise he wouldn't forgive

Lauren for all the betrayal she sent his way.

Since he was getting back good with everyone, I decided that it was time to talk to Dre. I didn't want go throughout life, letting him think that I hated him. Even though he was a bitch for all the things he did to me, he also did help me when I was at my lowest. I also wanted to visit Janine's grave to talk to her a little bit, and drop off a dozen roses.

It was now eleven o clock in the morning, and I was up and moving, ready to meet up with Dre at Starbucks, the one we first met at.

I was wearing a simple black loose belly shirt, with loose red Capri's, and retro Jordans 13s. I had my hair up in a sloppy bun, with a stretchy headband around my head. I had just got out of the all black Range Rover DJ had bought me a week ago and headed into Starbucks.

I went straight for the register to order. I settled for a strawberry smoothie, and a Turkey Rustico Panini sandwich. I wanted something light since Donovan and DJ hadn't eaten, i'd make breakfast when I got back home.

After grabbing my food, I walked to a back table, and started eating.

"Quanae?" I heard a voice call my name. I'd know that voice from anywhere. It was Dre.

The still deep, stern voice that I once thought I loved. I turned around to see a grown man standing in front of me. Dre's caramel skin was glowing, his afro was no longer there, he had a short cut with waves that would make anybody sea sick, but looked like he stood at the same height as before. He had a full grown goatee, with a nicely trimmed mustache. I must say, I knew how to pick them.

I smiled to myself, before getting up to greet him. I wrapped both arms around his torso. I guess he was shocked for me to do this, because it took him a second to react.

After that little moment, he slid in the booth where I sat, and smiled at me. "Wow. You look great! How are you?" I asked taking another bite of my food.

"I'm straight." He said still talking in his little hood tone. "Life has gotten better since whatever happened between us. I got a little shawty on the way, I still grind, but i'm trying to end it with looking for a job and getting right with God. I'm still single but-" He shrugged and ended it there.

I nodded. "That all sounds wonderful. I'm glad your starting to headd for the right direction in life. What are you having? Boy or girl?"

"A little girl. Baby mama about eight months now. I'm getting tired of her ass right now. I don't know how i'ma deal with her for the next 18 years." I giggled at his facial expressions. He looked like he was disgusted with her.

"Well I wish you the best." I smiled, and meant every word that I said. I wished him the best on anything he did. What happened in the past between us, is no longer relevant to me.

Definitely now that I have a son, and a soon to be husband.

"Enough about me. How you doin'? You look good as always. You got thicker, and you glowing." He said. Of course I wouldn't know I was glowing, but right now in my life, I had every right to.

"Me? I'm doing very good." I nodded and smiled while thinking about my family back at home.

"Tell me somethings. Is that a ring on your ring finger? You're married?" He looked at me shockingly.