Chapter Twenty-Five

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Lola Davis

Last night was a bliss, I don't know what came over me. I do love Tremaine and I want to give him another shot.

"Good morning." He said.

"Hi." I blushed and covered my face.

"You ok?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm fine but I wanted to know what you're doing today?" I asked.

"Well nothing much why?" He asked.

"Well my family is having Sunday dinner and want me to invite you." I said.

"Sure I would love to." He smiled and sat up.

"Ok, I'm going to take a shower." I said.

"Me to." He smirked.

I smiled and turned the water on. We stepped in the shower and began washing each other down. We got out and began getting dressed in something comfortable. I went to my refrigerator and it was of course empty.

"Can we go grocery shopping?" I asked.

"Yeah come on." He slipped into his Gucci slides and I put on my fluffy uggs.

We got into his car and was headed to Walmart.

"You sure we won't need security?" I asked.

"I'm your security I got you." He said.

I smiled.

"Ok." I said.

He parked the car and we headed inside. We interlocked hands and went about our business.

"Pumpkin you want some ice cream?" He asked.

"Yeah I want chocolate chip mint, cookie dough, vanilla of course and um cookies and cream." I said.

He stopped and looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing at all I'll be back." He smiled before walking away.

I went to the chip aisle and grabbed some tortilla chips. I opened the bag and began eating them and decided to grab another bag. I was grabbing fruit snacks when I felt arms wrap around my waist.

"Tremaine." I smiled and turned around pecking his lips.

"I got your ice cream." He said.

I placed my items in the basket and we continued shopping. We got some meat and was just about done. We got checked out and was heading back home.

"Are you going to tell your parents your pregnant?" He asked.

"I might depends how this dinner will go." I said.

"I support whatever you think is right." He said kissing my hand and parking the car.

I smiled and got out. I felt my hand get smacked when I tried to touch a bag.

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