"Isn't it amazing how you talk all this shit and we still lack communication?
How beautiful our kids would be, girl, I don't need convincing." - Drake

KAYDEN

I'm staring at myself in the mirror, smiling at my appearance. I know I'm the shit. I'm twenty years old, beautiful, I got a good husband who loves me and is faithful to me, I drive a brand new Mercedes, and I live in a nice neighborhood in California. "I see why these hoes mad at you. Girl, you the shit." I say to myself in the mirror, laughing. Females hate on me on a daily basis but I never trip. If you got haters, that means you doing something right. Shit, I'm doing everything right.

I answer my ringing phone then put it on speaker. "I'm almost ready." I say to my bestfriend, Karlie. I already know she was about to complain about me being late. I'm always late when we go out but this type of beauty literally takes time. "Girl, you ain't that fine. Hurry up." she whines. "Violation. You know I'm fine." I say, laughing as I apply my MAC mascara. After that, I'll pretty much be ready to go. "Hell naw. You thought you was fine. Me and Dion already at the club, girl." she says. Dion is her boyfriend. He's also my husband's right hand man. They grew up together since diapers. Dion and Karlie have been together almost a year now, thanks to me. I put them in the same room and the rest was history. "In a minute imma just say fuck it, honestly." she says. "Girl, suck a dick and shut up. I'm on my way." I say, laughing. I hang up the phone before she can say something back.

"Kevin, I'm ready." I say to my husband as I walk into our bedroom. He looks up from his phone. "Let's go then." he says. I follow him out the room then down the stairs. We walk out of the house. I turn around then lock the door. He grabs my hand then leads me to the passenger side of his Mercedes Benz G Wagon. "Thank you, baby." I say, sliding in my seat. Kevin is such a gentleman. No matter where we're going, he always opens and closes my doors for me. I watch him walk to the driver's side. He gets in then cranks the truck up. "You happy, love?" he asks me as he pulls out of the driveway. "Of course I'm happy. Why did you ask me that?" I ask. "Just was wondering. You know we've been messing with each other for a while, right?" he asks. "Yeah. What's up?" I ask. "When you gone be ready to have my baby?" he asks me. I sigh. "Please don't tell me we about to have the baby talk for the thousandth time." I say. "Yeah, we are. I've been asking you for one simple thing for a while now. I give you anything you ask for with no questions asked. You ain't ever going without but you can't give me a damn baby?" he asks. "Kevin, you need to understand that I'm not ready yet. I'm too young to be a mother. It's so many things I haven't even experienced yet. I'm still in college and I'm focused on that right now." I explain. "I'm being selfish for wanting to start a family? You know you could do both. If you have the baby you'll still be able to go to school. If anybody being selfish, it's you. I never ask you for anything but a clean house and food on the table. I work hard everyday so you don't have nothing to worry about. I understand you only twenty but think about me. I'm almost thirty. Don't you think it's about time I have some kids?" he asks.

I sigh. I hate having this conversation with him. "Is it my fault you're twenty nine with no kids?" I ask. "It's no point in you catching an attitude and getting smart." He says. "I didn't catch an attitude and I didn't get smart. I just asked a simple question." I say. "Look, marriage is about compromise. I compromise all the time for you so you should be willing to do the same. Everything is not about you. I'm a good man, I take care of you, and I'm faithful. That in itself should give you a reason to give me a baby. You know how many other women wish they were blessed with a man like me? You don't appreciate it though." He says. "Just drop it, alright? Because I really don't want a baby and you killing my mood." I tell him. "Whatever." He says, turning the radio up.

The rest of the ride to the club was tense. We didn't say one word to each other. The only sound was the radio. Now we're walking in the club. "Girl, about time!" Karlie exclaims, running up to me. I hug her. "Girl, what's wrong?" she asks, noticing my bad mood. "Kevin and his damn baby talk again." I answer. She shakes her head. "You got a real nigga. You better act right before you get left." She warns me. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean? He's not leaving me over that. The timing just ain't right. Mind your business." I snap on her. She looks at me like I'm crazy. "Whatever. Hi, Kevin. How are you?" she asks, hugging him. "Wassup Karlie? Where Dion at?" Kevin asks her. "He's at the bar ordering my drink." She answers. He nods his head. "You coming?" he asks me. I nod my head then grab his hand. We walk through the crowd of dancing people then go to the bar.

"Dion!" I exclaim, hugging him. I haven't seen my friend in a while. He hugs me. "Wassup Kay?" he asks me. "Nothing much." I answer. Kevin hands me my glass of Coke and Rum. Of course, he had to get it for me since I'm only twenty . I happen to be the youngest one in our circle. Dion is twenty nine just like Kevin and Karlie is twenty six. I'm a baby to them.

We've been clubbing for about two hours now. "I'm kinda tired." I whisper in Kevin's ear as we sit down. "You ready to head out?" he asks. I nod my head yes. "Aight. Let's go." He says. We say our goodbyes to Dion and Karlie then head towards the exit. We walk outside. I hold Kevin's hand as we walk to the truck. "Get in. I'm about to go talk to Dion real quick." He tells me. "You can't call Dion when we get home? Why you leaving me in the car at a club this late at night?" I ask. "It's gone only take a second, Kayden, damn." He says, catching me off guard with his sudden attitude. "Whatever." I say, closing my own door. I watch as he walks back to the entrance of the club then pull my cellphone out of my purse. I have a few text messages but I'm not even in the mood to talk to anyone right now. I just want to go home, shower, and get in my bed.

KARLIE

"You enjoying yourself?" Dion asks me as I sit on his lap. "Yeah. Thank you, baby." I answer. He kisses the back of my neck. I can tell he's in the mood to get freaky. "You wanna know something, bae?" he whispers in my ear. "What is it?" I ask, smiling. "I wanna fuck the shit outta you in this club." He admits. I grin. "Wait until we get home... I got something for you." I seductively say, biting my lip. He rests his hand on my thigh as he continues to plant kisses on the back and side of my neck. "I love you, alright? You my baby." He says. "I love you too." I say. I check my texts then smile a little. I stand up. "Bae, I'll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom." I say. "Aight." He says. I grab my clutch then make my way to the restroom. "About time." Kevin says, smirking at me. I look around then kiss his lips. We've been fucking around since Kay introduced us. It was never supposed to happen but it did. I remember the day like yesterday. Kay was only sixteen when she met him. They started dating, she wanted me to meet the man she fell in love with, then boom I ended up having sex with him. It's safe to say we're both addicted to each other. The sex is so good. I know it's foul on so many levels but nobody gotta know about us.

"Where's Kayden?" I ask. "She in the truck. Come here." He demands, pulling me in the women's restroom. He leads me to the handicap stall then locks the door. I smirk as he sits on the toilet, holding his already hard dick in his hand. "Pull that shit up." He demands. I pull my dress up then position myself between his legs. I bite my lip as I slide down on his dick. I was already not wearing panties just for him. "Shit." I moan, bouncing up and down on his dick. "You love this shit?" he asks me, getting it from the bottom. His dick is so good. I can't even form my words when he's hitting it. "Fuck." he groans, nutting in me. I stand up then wipe between my legs with one of my feminine wipes. Even his two minute quickies are good as fuck. I'm satisfied.

He wraps his arms around my waist then plants a kiss on my lips. "Don't tell nobody about us." He says. "I won't." I say, then kiss him on his lips. He deepens our kiss then grips a hand full of my ass. "I gotta go before Kayden start some shit." He says. I roll my eyes. I fell in love with this man. Kayden doesn't deserve somebody like him. "I love you." I admit. That was my first time telling him that I love him. He stares at me for a second then fixes his pants. "We straight fucking, love. No strings attached." He says, then walks out the stall.

My eyes tear up as I watch him walk out of the restroom. I look in the mirror then take a deep breath. I check my phone then walk out of the restroom. "What took so long?" Dion asks, wrapping his arm around my waist. "My mom called." I lie. "Oh. What she want?" he asks. "Just checking on us. Baby, I'm ready to go. I need some dick." I whisper in his ear. He grins at me. "Let's roll then." He says.

KEVIN

"The fuck took you so long? First, you left me in this damn truck this late at night in a club parking lot, then you went in there and took forever!" Kay instantly yells at me as I get back in the truck. I don't sa anything. My mind is on Karlie. I brushed her off when she told me she loved me just because that ain't the right thing to say. I feel the same way though. I've loved her for a while now but the circumstances are too fucked up. I'm married to Kayden and she dating my nigga. This was never supposed to happen.

"Hello? I know you hear me!" Kayden yells. "I had to use the restroom. It won't happen no more." I lie. She rolls her eyes at me. "Just take me home." She demands. I turn the radio on then pull put of my parking space. Sometimes I find myself so unhappy with Kayden. Her mind is always on making money and school. She barely even finds time to be a wife. Maybe, it's our big age difference considering the face she's twenty and I'll be thirty in a month. She can never just relax with me and love on me like she should.

"We need to talk." I say, breaking the silence between us. "Talk about what?" she dryly asks. "Us." I answer. "What about us?" she asks. "Are you really happy?" I ask her. "Yeah." She answers. "Would you cheat on me?" I ask. She looks at me crazy. "Hell no. I've never even thought about it. I brush every man off because I'm in love with you and committed to you. Would you cheat on me?" she asks. "Hell naw. Never have, never will." I lie, feeling a little bit of my guilt kicking in. One thing I can say about her is that she is loyal. "Have you ever cheated?" I ask. "No. You?" she asks. I'm debating on whether I want to be real with her right now. "Hell naw. Ain't no other woman for me." I lie, making her smile. She kisses me on my lips. "I love you and that's not changing, okay? You're my everything." She says, looking in my eyes. "Mine too, babygirl." I tell her.

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