Lovin' the Wrong One (EDITING)

Complications before Marriage

Tatianna P.O.V

We were finally moving into our new place. It's Friday morning and I decided to skip out on school. I wanted to move out as soon as Paris left so it wouldn't be awkward, or so she wouldn't have anything else to worry about.

"Can you take this out to the truck?" I asked one of the moving man's that Cortez hired. They were doing good. It's 10 thirty and we started moving the boxed at nine forty five. We have just a few boxes left. The only thing we've got at our new place is our bedroom set. Some of the other stuff is suppose to come later on today, and the rest in the morning.

Tomorrow night we are having a house warming party, inviting most of our close friends. People who graduated with Cortez, and most of my friends from school now. It should be exciting, I just hope nobody shoots up the place.

"Tee you ready? We need to meet them at the house, so they'll be able to get in." Cortez stated once I walked back outside.

"Can I get on your back?" I smiled. He let out a hard sigh, and leaned down so I could get on. "Come on horsey!" I slapped his ass.

"Tatianna, you know ion play with that fruity shit." He stopped and tried to turn around to look at me, but his neck didn't go far.

I laughed, "Shut up and come on. They already packed up and leaving." I smacked his head and he jogged to the car. He opened my side, then went to his.

On the way there it was quiet, so I broke the silence. "I'm shy." I told him truthfully. Besides living with him and Jamal, with Paris. I've never lived alone with a man before.

"Of what?" He asked rubbing his right hand on my thigh, while the left one was on the steering wheel.

"I've never lived alone with a man before, not even you." I said telling the truth. What if we break up again? Me and my best friend isn't talking, so I would be homeless. I'm damn sure not moving back with Nae, and Tamera jealous ass.

"I ain't trying to let you go. You my fiance now. Through anything, we working through it. Real shit." He stated, when we pulled up to our new home. Our grass was bright green, nicely cut. When I stepped out the car, it smelt like fresh grass. The house was nicely painted a cream color. I loved it.

I took out my phone and took a picture of it to put the picture on instagram with the caption, "Me and my baby living large." Just as I was about to send it Cortez took my phone.

"Don't put our house on instagram. You know the shit me and Jamal do. That's putting danger this way. Chill." He deleted the picture and leaned down to kiss me. I had a dull look on my face. He smacked my ass and said, "Tighten up."

I love with he say that. His voice sounds so sexy and demanding.

I let out a small smirk, then skipped into the house. I directed the men where to put the boxes.

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Me and Cortez is ABSOLUTELY pissed! The people that were suppose to drop off our new furniture was 2 hours late. They were supposed to be here by eleven. It's twelve forty two.

"Yea mane. They said this shit was going to be here two hours ago, we got shit to do." Cortez spoke into the phone. "Iight man." He ended the call.

"What they say?" I asked being nosey.

"They gonna be here soon, it was a delay back at the place." He shrugged, stuffing his phone in his pocket. "Why don't you run to the grocery store and pick up the shit you need." Tez directed me.

"Come with me." I whined. I loved when we would hold hands and walk through the grocery store together. It made me feel more of his wife, than a fiance.