Chapter 47: Nicolette

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Knock Knock

I freeze looking at the door. I know Logan is still at work and Deshawn's dad just left from visiting with KJ and Octavia. This was his first time seeing Tay in person. He said Deshawn sent him pictures of her all the time, but he had been really wanting to see who he thought was his first grandchild.

He went on to tell me he had just found out about Keshawn when I found out; so not being the only person in the dark made me feel a little better. He also spent time with Bella telling her he was her grandpa too. I really do appreciate him wanting to still include her in this mess Deshawn and I have created.

Knock knock

Walking to the door I look out the peephole and is very surprised at who I see. I turn off the alarm slowly opening my door to my unwanted guest.

Opening the door fully I cock my head to the side and frown not saying anything.

"Hello. I came by to check on you and the girls after hearing what happened."

Still confused I just stare at them for a moment before answering.

"We are fine." I twist my mouth up in thought. "How do you know where I live?"

"Can I come in first?"

Thinking carefully I nod opening the door wider. When Amber walks in she glances over everything inspecting it like she's in a museum or some gallery.

"Ok, now that you are in - how do you know where I live?" I ask again.

"This may sound a little crazy but I followed Logan over here once." She giggles like a schoolgirl. "I'm not a stalker or anything but I thought he was lying saying he was coming to visit his daughter. So I followed him thinking he was cheating on me. I just needed to make sure." she shrugs.

I know she is lying. She just wanted to know where I lived. "Okkaaayyyy." I'm still staring at her wanting her to get to the real point for her visit.

Huffing out an exasperated breath I ask, "Would you tell me the real reason for your visit?"

She smiles an evil smile that can rival the Grinches. "I wanted to know if you were fucking my man?"

I smile brightly at the question wondering to myself if I should fuck with her a little. After a short deliberation in my head, I go with the truth. "No. I am not fucking your man."

"That's great to know." I watch as she breathes out a relieved breath. "I know he may still have unresolved feelings for you and now because you two share a child those feelings might be confusing to him." She has that innocent look down packed. "So I was hoping if I came over here we could come to some kind of an agreement." She smiles that evil smile again. "You know...woman to woman."

"And what is this agreement?" I ask furrowing my brows.

"That other than something to do with the child you have no other dealings with him. See I know Logan is a magnet for damsels in distress." She lets out a very light chuckle. "They are like little maimed helpless puppies to him...See he likes to step in and help get them back to health and I'm more like - just put the bitch down." 

"Did this bitch just called me a maimed puppy," I wonder to myself - scrunching my face.

"Did Logan tell you our parents are best friends."

I shake my head really wanting this conversation to hurry along.

"Well, our dads still are, but both our mothers died when we were small." She twirled her long hair around her finger. "But they had wishes before they passed that Logan and I got married. So that is what we all want...including Logan." She smiles her he's-mine-bitch smile. "This is all just a little setback." She waves her finger to the back.

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