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Chapter 11

Beyoncé's POV

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"Thanks for driving me home, babe." I said to Shawn before I unlocked the door to his black truck.

"Nah. I got it."

I took my hands off of the door handle and he came around the front of the vehicle to open the door for me. I had to admit. I did blush a little because he is such a gentleman and so kind.

"Thank you." I gave him a smile and a small kiss on the cheek once he shut the door behind me.

There aint many times when men or anybody else would cater to me. I would always do it myself because I was independent and I didnt mind being that way. But there is nothing wrong with having someone else take care of you.

I turned to walk away and go inside of the building but I heard him say, "Ew.." which made me slightly offended.

"Ew, what?" I turned on my heel and faced him with my arms crossed over my chest.

"Why'd you give me a small kiss on the cheek?" Shawn made a smile laugh.

"Problem?"

"Yes. I want a better one on the lips, beautiful." he smirked.

I stepped in front of the 6 foot tall man and I cupped his face with my right hand and slowly brought my lips to his. With the space that was between us it went away when Jay grabbed my hip and pulled me into him.

Shawn licked my bottom lip and once I slightly parted mine he took advantage of letting his tongue slowly caress mine. I broke the kiss and smiled.

"Good night, Shawn." and kissed him one last time before I escaped from his strong grip.

"Night, baby girl."

I turned on my heels and went inside. The loby was almost empty but there was a couple of people in the room along with me. I took the elevator up to my floor and before I opened the door with my keys it opened and I jumped back.

"Hey," She smiled and I rolled my eyes.

Who the hell asked for her to be here waiting for me in my apartment? The last thing I want is to be bothered with her.

"Why are you here Rihanna?" I knew she could here the annoyance in my voice but she looked like she didnt care.

I kicked off my heels and threw them by the door and put my handbag on the marbel counter top. The woman with the long hair & dyed hair followed behind me.

"The girls told me to be here and make sure that you actually arrived like planned."

"Mhm..." I said in disbelief.

"Im serious." Rihanna lowered her voice and followed me again to my master bedroom.

"Sure you are."

I didn't believe shit that she was saying to me. I can never believe her anymore. She is a liar and a cheater that I used to be in love with and the main reason we talk is because we work together. I cannot stand her flirty ass.

"So, how was your night?" She sat on the edge of the bed and I walked into bathroom and I could feel her eye's following me.

"It was fine. Now, stop asking me questions & quit undressing me with your eyes, Rih!"

My voice echoed in the bathroom from my voice rasing. I stepped over to the bathtub and turned the water on and added some soap so I could take a hot bubble bath.

"I cant help it." Her thick accent cooed.

"Shut the hell up." She laughed even louder. I rolled my eyes and walked back into my room with Rihanna and pulled some clothes from my dresser.