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Lisa's POV

Oh. My. God.

*Beyonce Voice* Gahhdamn gahdammn gahdammn goddamn! He just... Oh my god. I can't give any details about my sex life, but Trey Songz got some competition. Where Beyonce with the damn Partition? Ayeee, I could be a rapper.

Okay, seriously. Seriously. Seriously. I don't know what the hell just happened. I know what happened but-- never mind you get my point.

Julian: You wanna go home now?

He smirked at me. This immature fucker here...

Me: Pick me up and carry me to the car peasant.

He smiles at me and carries me back to the car. It's a good thing he did cause I can't feel my legs. Let me tell you, this boy right here.. If this is what happens engagement night, I can't wait for the honeymoon.

I'm exhausted, my hair is a mess and I think I'm gonna fall asleep.

Julian's POV

I look at Lisa and I'm really not surprised that she's sleep... This girl sleeps more than a cat. Maybe she is a cat and I never noticed. She's sneaky as hell so it's a possibility. What the hell am I thinking? That's how you know I'm tired, I start thinking weird shit.

I'm focused solely on the road and nothing can phase me at this point. Except my phone which barely rings.. As soon as i think that my phone rings and it's Ashley. Ewww, that's nasty. Why is she calling me? Doesn't she realize that I'm engaged? Oh... Um.. That's right, I never told her. Typical Julian. I sigh and answer the phone.

Ashley: Where the hell are you at?

Me: I'm with my fiancee. What do you want?

Ashley: Fiancee? It's that bitch huh?

Me: Who are you talking about?

Ashley: Whatever the hell her name is, I don't want her coming around you anymore..

Me: You stupid bitch. You were the sidepiece , never the main squeeze. She's my wife and you need to respect that. Now close ya legs and get out of my apartment.

I hung up the phone and Lisa's head popped up. Oh shit, this aint good.

Lisa: Ashley Navarro?

Me: How the fuck did you know?

Lisa: She's the only bitch that... Never mind.. Why is she in your apartment?

Oh fuck....

Me: I had to uhhh...

Lisa: I don't actually care, just drop me back at my mom's and I'll deal with this bitch tomorrow.

I sigh and drop Lisa off at her mom's house. Hopefully she doesn't do any stupid shit this time.

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