Both of them were just looking for sex until feelings got involved, secrets unfolded, and unconditional love was thrown into their whirlwind of violence, trust issues, and revenge. No matter the circumstances, the two were drawn together like magnet...
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As I cook my big breakfast consisting of bacon, eggs, hash browns, and a green fruit smoothie with kale and spinach, I dance around to Damage by H.E.R. singing the lyrics loudly.
"Damn, look at your big ass stomach." Brandon smiles from my phone. We've been on FaceTime for a couple minutes and this is his first time seeing how big my stomach has gotten.
"I know, I know. I feel like a hippo." I laugh as I sit down to eat, propping up my phone.
"Well you don't look like one. You look good, Lani. You'll always look good."
"Thank you, Brandon."
"So how you get that big ass house? Last time I checked you was staying at yo sister's place." He says, making my food get stuck in my throat. I haven't told anyone why me and Kimora stopped talking or how I ended up here, but I guess if I'm going to tell somebody; it should be someone I trust.
I chew up all of my food and wash it down with my smoothie before wiping my mouth. My hands shake nervously as I begin telling him about the situation with Tariq, Bria, and Kimora. I also tell him about Nolan, his wives, and how I ended up here in this house. The look on Brandon's face is priceless and I watch as he licks his thick, chocolate lips; making me shutter. I hate looking at him in that way, but he's so fine and every time I see him, I'm reminded of that kiss.
"Milani, you're always getting yoself in some shit, you know that right? Drummer told me about how you sent him your location the night you left so what the hell you gone do if he pops up on you one day? You know how he is and you know he gone go crazy when you explain shit about Nolan." Brandon says as he rubs his head. "I do think you made the right decision about Tariq, but you went about it the wrong way. I'm sure you wasn't thinking about that though because you were tryna protect you and the baby. As for the crazy shit with Nolan and his wives, you need to get yo shit together and get outta that weak ass nigga's house. You need me to send you some money?"
My heart feels so full hearing how concerned Brandon is about me. It's nice to have someone that actually cares and listens to me. Drummer cared, but he never listened as well as Brandon. "If Drummer pops up here, Ima just be real with him and tell him what's going on. I don't need any money Brandon. I'll figure it all out soon, but since Nolan tried to play me it's only right that I use him for his house."
The two of us remain quiet, trying to get our thoughts together. My mouth opens and closes each time I try to figure out what to say about the baby shower situation with Nolan. I left that part out of the story, but I have to tell Brandon before I invite him and Chanel to the baby shower.
"Milani, I know you got sum to say so go ahead and say it. You know you can't hide nothing from me. I can see it all over yo face. Tell me Wassup." Brandon says as he sexily smokes his blunt, blowing smoke into the air.
