In Love With A Billionaire

Fire and Desire.

January 7th, 2020

The sunlight crept through my shades, creating an array of light on my ash grey painted walls . A ray shone on Avery's Retro 3's, highlighting the fact that he was still here. I rolled over onto his chest and traced my fingers over it as he lay nearly motionless under me, which I wasn't too concerned about because he was always a deep sleeper.

I quietly slipped out of my bed and into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. What now ? Do I wake him up and tell him to leave ? Do I let him stay? Make the nigga breakfast? I don't know, but all I know is last night was intense . I wish it was better timing. I would look at it as more of a favor considering I haven't had sex in years . Yup , that's right . Years . Bentley never touched me , our relationship was too evolved to even think about sex. We were too busy dining and traveling and making appearances at events, and also just connecting emotionally. Honestly, being with Bentley made me forget about sex so this was ... whew .

It was great, exactly what I expected it to be.. but it wasn't right .

"You alright in there?" I guess he had realized I was gone.
"Um.. yeah. Be out in a minute!" I said trying to disguise the "not alrightness" in my voice.

I came out the bathroom and he wasn't there . But then I stood there for a second, listening to Avery's voice in the other room .

I know I ain't hearing what I think I'm hearing ..

"Yeah baby , Good morning. I got caught up with work and stayed at Kell's house . Yeah I'll tell her you said hello . I'll be home soon okay? Love you..."

Well I'll be motherfucking damned.

Am I going insane ? Or is this man in my house , on the phone telling the "bitch he's done with" that he loves her? He told me that they were going through it, how he's not staying with her no more and "she be tripping" . He said they're done for good. I can't believe this nigga just played me! My thing is, Avery and I are closer than close. What did he feel the need to lie to me for? What was the reason?!

His footsteps approached the door and I started to gather his things to give to him so he can go.

Right at the moment I went to open my bedroom door to throw his shit in his face,  he walks in and I just shoved his things into his chest .

"Uhhh, I guess you want me to leave?"
I gave him the straightest face and turned to rip my sheets off the bed to replace with ones that didn't have Avery and his babies on them.

"Look, we should talk about th-"

"No. We shouldn't. There is no "we". I think that's evident. Just leave, Avery.."

"Kell just list-"

"Get the FUCK out of MY house. Hoe ass nigga!"  I gave him a stare so deadly that he looked at me like I was possessed and pushed him out my apartment door , then closed it in his face.

I didn't want to have to kick him out . But the nerve , the audacity of him! To come up in my house and do all that freak nasty shit in my bed and then call the bitch he swore up and down he was done with the morning after! Do I look like a bitch that should be treated as "last night's mistake"?! My blood is fucking boiling at this point .

But I also didn't want my first encounter in years to be with a man in a relationship . I need time to recuperate and his half naked, LYINGGGG ass in my bed wouldn't help not one bit.

My phone pings with a notification and I go over to it . A text from Avery:

"You can't avoid me . We need to talk . "

See, that's the thing . We don't "need" to talk . I can avoid you, Avery. I leave my phone on the couch and go back to bed . Fuck this nigga, and that's on period.