Drunk in Love 2: An Original Love Story (16 page)

“No, I’m not with anybody. However, I am seeing someone.” He lied.

“Is that someone here?” She asked, looking around.

“No, as a matter of fact she’s not.” He stated. “Why are you here, Angel? What is this visit about?”

“It’s been long enough and way past time that I did this.” She said, turning to walk off with her skinny leg tights on and no panties. He could clearly see the roundness in her ass as it jiggled freely. “I have wanted to come see you for years and explain to you what had happened. The guy you met that day was my fiancé, but he’d been gone for two straight years in the military and had actually surprised me that day by returning home. I know it seemed unreal, but I’d fallen for you while he was gone. We’d practically moved in with each other. If I wasn’t to your place, you were to mine. I was young, dumb, and stupid. I didn’t mean to lie to you, but by the time I wanted to tell you, I was too caught up. I knew you’d leave me.”

“Wow,” Zay said as he listened to her explain the situation that had caused him many years of heartache, a bruised ego, and unnecessary resentment toward certain women.

“I know it’s crazy seeing me here today,” she said, prancing around his house like it was hers.

“Yeah, I think you should leave.”

“Leave?” Angel frowned. Zay was never the mean type or the disrespectful type. He would never intentionally talk to her that way and hurt her feelings. “Listen babe, I’m sorry,” she said. “I know that I can’t make up for hurting you, but I truly am sorry.”

“Apparently you and your fiancé either wound up married and you’re separated or what?” He said, not knowing what to really say.

“He and I split about three years ago. I’ve been single since then.” Zay raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t say that I’d been celibate since then, but I can guarantee you that I’ve been single and safe since then.” She added.

“I hear you.” Zay spoke in a low tone. “So now that you’ve explained yourself, you can leave.”

Angel wasn’t satisfied with how things were going. Zay was definitely not cold hearted, but maybe she’d turned him that way.

“Don’t do this,” she softly pleaded as she flung her curly hair out of her face. “Let’s talk. It’s not like you have anything to lose. Your friend isn’t here. You’re home alone. This has to be fate.” She said, walking into his kitchen and opening up his cabinet. She held up a bottle of red wine. “Let’s drink.”

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Angel moved a little as she snuggled closer to Zay. He slid closer to the edge of the bed in an attempt to get up. Angel’s eyes slightly opened as she looked into his handsome face.

“Hey,” she spoke.

“Good Morning,” he spoke back. He couldn’t help but admire her beauty. She had the prettiest teeth he’d ever seen. They were very straight and gave her the brightest smile.

“Where are you going?” she asked, feeling like he was headed somewhere.

“Uh, I was about to go get some orange juice and jump in the shower. I got things to do today.”

“I hope I’m not intruding.” She said, looking under the covers at her naked body. “I didn’t plan for this to happen.”

“Me either, but after you’d drank a whole bottle of wine by yourself, the relentless come-on’s became too much to turn down.” He said, thinking of her sexy body as she pranced around him in nothing but a purple bra and matching lace panties. The black pumps she kept on were just an added plus.

“Don’t blame this on me,” she grinned. “You asked me to stay.”

“I wasn’t going to let you leave in that condition.” He responded. “But, how many times did I close you out of my room only for you to come back?”

“If you wanted me to stay out, you would’ve locked the door.”

“And be rude,” he teased as he got out of bed. Angel saw that as her cue to be leaving, but she wasn’t done yet. 

“What about another round before I go?” She stood up as the cover fell gracefully around her ankles, exposing her sexy, thick framed body.

Zay was tempted, but resisted. “What’s with the come-on’s?”

“You gotta know how much I’ve missed you. I mean, look at you.” She said, admiring his chiseled frame and long dreads. His boxer briefs sagged a little showing off his tight abs and waistline. His dick was now powerful with a controlled force behind it and his tongue spoke a serious language that enticed her to never want to leave. She wanted him back and it was not a secret.

“You have to give me some time, Angel.” He said, talking to her nice, round perky breasts. He couldn’t even look in her face, he was so hypnotized. “It’s too soon for me to be making any decisions concerning you. Plus, there is another woman. I’ve said that already.”

“Oh her,” Angel scowled not at all feeling threatened. “I’m going to give you all the time you need.” She said with a seductive smile, walking toward the master bathroom. Her naked body was looking good as fuck as Zay’s head leaned to the side like he was getting a better view of her nice, fat ass. She looked back at him. “I’m moving back to Atlanta.”

“I didn’t know you had left.” He said, realizing that after he left her standing there with her fiancé that day that he never saw her again until she showed up on his doorstep.

“I moved to Hawaii after that. My fiancé was being stationed there.”

“It’s still strange hearing you say fiancé. Did you ever marry the nigga?”

“I didn’t. Apparently, in Hawaii the women are more relentless than me. For six years, that nigga dogged my ass. Guess you can call that karma, huh?”

“I wouldn’t exactly call it that. It seemed to have been a different situation when it came down to us; especially if he had been gone for two years.” Zay shook his head. “This shit is crazy.”

“We can get past it, though.” Angel called out as she bounced back around and headed into the master bathroom. She felt like he should’ve still had mad feelings for her, regardless of how things turned out. He definitely wasn’t holding back any of his love as he rocked her world. Without a doubt, she still loved him.

Zay’s phone buzzed, alerting him of a text message. He picked it up to see that it was a message from Olivia.

I woke up with thoughts of you. Guess we’ll talk about my visit with Mark a little later. I also guess I’ll be calling Felisha today. Wish me luck and pray that I can keep my hands to myself. O’

Zay grinned then responded back.

Keep your hands to yourself, please. Hit me up later.

With that, he looked toward the master bathroom, hearing the shower water cut on with thoughts of Angel’s last words.

We can get past it, though.

“I’m not sure what I can get past these days.” He responded in a low tone as he headed toward the kitchen to get him some O.J. and clear his thoughts. Dealing with women like Olivia and Angel was certainly no ride in the park. He then smiled thinking…
Well, some rides were.

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Olivia sat on the edge of the bed. She was feeling pretty good after a night with her husband. He’d done things that she never imagined he’d ever do. The way he maneuvered his tongue and caressed her body, was like he wasn’t new to this.

How could you learn skills like that over night?
She pondered.

Even though the sex was mind blowing, it still was too much for a man that had only fucked her five times doggy style in eight years. She shook her head, trying to get it out of her thoughts. Her pussy craved for him, but now she was mad that it wanted him so bad. Then thoughts of Felisha surfaced in her mind. Picking up her phone was the main reason she held it, but something in her still made her text Zay first.

Fuck it
, she thought. “I may as well get this shit over with.” She called Felisha’s number while taking in a deep breath and saying a silent prayer. It would take everything she had for this conversation to go smoothly. After the fourth ring, Felisha finally answered.

“Hello.”

Olivia cringed at the sound of her raspy soft voice.
Man, this is harder than I thought.

“Helloooo,” Felisha said again.

“Hey,” Olivia spoke.

Felisha sat quiet for a minute, hearing her best friend’s voice. It wasn’t until that moment that she felt bad as hell. She didn’t have to feel bad for her wrong deeds, because Olivia had disappeared off the face of the earth. In Felisha’s mind, it was like problem solved, but now she had to face the music. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a tune that she wanted to hear being that it made her so nervous.

“Hey,” she finally spoke back. “How are you?”

“I’m okay, considering.” Olivia responded.

“I understand,” Felisha said. The truth was that in some sick sense, Felisha loved Olivia like a sister. However, she was also very jealous of her happiness and always wished to be her. “I’m sorry, O’.”

Olivia listened to her apology, but didn’t know what to say. This woman had slept with her husband.  The woman was also her best friend since they were yay high.

“O’, you hear me?” Felisha asked, getting teary eyed as she waited for a response. She couldn’t believe that she had stayed so hooked on Mark for all of those years for him to make it plain and clear that regardless of the outcome, he couldn’t be with her. It made her re-evaluate a friendship that should’ve meant more to her than some dick. “O,” she called out again, wiping her eyes.

“I’m here,” Olivia said. She couldn’t talk because of the lump in her throat. Felisha had hurt her beyond repair. She did something that could potentially end their friendship for good.

“Is that tee-tee?” Lil Romeo questioned in the background. Olivia smiled at just the sound of his voice.

“Hold on, let mommy talk to tee-tee first,” Felisha said. “He’s missed you.”

“I’ve missed him, too.” Olivia responded. “Uh, can we meet up? In the next hour would be great. I think we need to discuss some things face to face.”

Felisha was hesitant at first. Knowing that Olivia had already thrown a brick in her window and had burned down their three-hundred thousand dollar house, she was definitely skeptical.

“Bring Lil Romeo. I would like to see him.”

“Okay,” Felisha said now feeling more at ease.

“We’ll meet at
Stevie B’s
,” she said knowing that
Stevie B’s
was she and Felisha’s favorite pizza place. They had very good pizza and arcadia games that Lil Romeo loved to play.

Felisha smiled a little. “We’ll be there.” And with that, they ended their call. Felisha figured that she may as well end whatever fantasy or obsession she had with Mark and try to salvage her relationship with her best friend. She knew that things would never be the same again, but she was willing to put forth some type of effort, depending on how Olivia felt. She looked at the time displayed on the alarm on her nightstand. It was eleven in the morning and by noon she would surely find out.

“Hey little one,” she called out to her son. “Let’s get ready to go see tee-tee.”

“Tee-teeeeee, yaaaaay!” He screamed out as he quickly made his way back in her room with his Jordan’s in his hands for her to put them on. “I miss my tee-tee.”

Felisha rubbed her hand across the top of his slick black hair. “I know you do, because Mommy does too,” she whispered while putting his shoes on.

Chapter 14

Olivia sat inside of Stevie B’s anxiously waiting for Felisha to show up. Her being late was not a surprise. She was never on time for anything. Olivia looked down at her Bulova diamond watch. She was now almost thirty minutes late. Olivia sipped on her pink lemonade and shook her head as she noticed the white BMW pull up in the parking lot.

It’s about time, Olivia thought. Seeing Felisha get out of the car almost made her sick to her stomach. Just thinking about what she’d done with her husband was foul and somehow Olivia was going to have to get past it. She had no choice if she wanted to continue to be in Lil Romeo’s life.

No sooner than the door of
Stevie B’s
could open… “Tee-teeeeee!” Lil Romeo called out as he ran over to greet her. He’d put the first genuine smile on her face since she’d been back home. She hugged him and kissed him around the neck, making him laugh. Without a doubt, they shared a very special bond. Felisha finally came lagging in behind and as usual she started.

“Hey, this boy got me running late. He waits good until we’re leaving out of the house to open up a snicker bar and got chocolate all over his shirt.”

“Emergency change,” Olivia cut in. She knew Felisha and Lil Romeo all too well.

“Yep, an emergency change,” Felisha stated. She leaned in at an attempt to give Olivia a hug, but was definitely brought back to reality when Olivia brushed it off while continuing to hug on Lil Romeo.

“Why you not call me?” Lil Romeo asked. “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too.” Olivia said. “But, tee-tee had to take care of some things. I’m sorry I didn’t call, I just had a lot on my plate.”

“Don’t bug your tee-tee too much,” Felisha cut in as she sat down.

Olivia picked up Lil Romeo and sat him down in the chair next to her then she sat down, looking across the table from her at Felisha.

“I’m glad you wanted us to meet,” Felisha said. “I am so sorry the way this thing has played out. I hate what I did and just pray that someday you can forgive me.”

“We’ll just have to see about that,” Olivia bluntly stated. “I’m sorry, but this is hard for me. I don’t even know what to say to you right now.”

“I know,” Felisha said then looked over at Lil Romeo. “Wanna go play the game while tee-tee and I talk?”

“Yes ma’am,” Lil Romeo excitedly said as he jumped down out of his seat.

Olivia smiled at him. “I ordered us pizza already. So you can play until it comes.”

“Okay,” he said taking the coins from Felisha and heading straight to where the arcade games were.

“So, what’s up? What’s the deal with you and my husband?” Olivia asked, clearly not there to be friendly.

“Nothing is up with me and Mark. I don’t know how things even went that far with us.”

“Me either,” Olivia cut in.

“I’d been going through some things, like I wasn’t in my right mind. Mark came over to put up Romeo’s bed and I don’t know what happened.” She started to cry a little, but quickly wiped her tears not wanting to draw any attention their way.