Our Little Secret

One Hundred Thirty Three

| Four Weeks Later |

"This house is so cute," Nicki smiled, looking at the images on Adrian's laptop.

"I knowww. It's super affordable but it's in Arizona. I don't know if I wanna leave Cali," Adrian sighed.

Nicki kissed her cheek. "It's all up to you. Talk to Omelly about it. See how he feels. All I know is if you move, I will be coming to visit every two weeks."

Adrian laughed and nodded. She closed her laptop and put it away. Letting her hair down, she looked at Nicki.

"Let's go get wings."

"Oh my god, I've been craving wings for like two whole days. I want some spicy ass wings with seasoned fries," Nicki said, licking her lips.

Adrian nodded. "Sounds good. Come on."

They put on their shoes and went out to Adrian's red Range Rover. They buckled up and drove off.

"Oh, I forgot Thanksgiving is coming up," Nicki smiled. "I finally have a big ass family, so I can do Thanksgiving at my house."

"The last time you did Thanksgiving at your house, I got shot."

Nicki snickered. "That bitch Tianna gave me hell. It's like she wouldn't go away."

"Mhm. Meek always fucked with crazy bitches."

"Except for me. I'm the only sane one."

They both laughed as they drove towards the highway. Nicki took a few selfies and posted them on Instagram.

"I've been thinking about getting into real estate," Adrian said.

"That's a good career."

Adrian nodded. "Yep. Starting in January, I'm going to real estate school."

"I need to get my life in order life you."

"Girl, don't base your life off of mine. We all move at different paces."

Nicki giggled. "Okay, true."

Incoming call from Husband

Adrian smirked, answering her phone through her car.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Where you at? I'm ready to dick you down. I got the mood set," Omelly said.

Adrian's eyes widened. She quickly disconnected her phone from the car as Nicki covered her mouth, laughing. After Adrian finished her conversation, she looked at Nicki.

"My bad, girl. That man is such a freak."

"I wish I was still married," Nicki sighed. "Good good sex."

Adrian looked over. "Dave not putting it down good?"

"Dave isn't putting it down at all. We broke up a few weeks ago. I'm doing good."

"Well, as long as you're doing good."

Nicki nodded, looking at her phone.

"Yep."

***

"So, what do you do when you're angry?" Meek's therapist asked.

"I go somewhere to cool off. I used to take my anger out on whoever was around, but I stopped that. It's not healthy."

The therapist nodded. "I'll have you try some breathing techniques and mind exercises to help you calm down."

"Ard."