Capricorn
Chapter 22

Famous Capricorn's:
* Michelle Obama
* Gayle King
* Sade
* Mary J. Blige
* Regina King
* Blue Ivy Carter

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After Ron walked in on them, she got so embarrassed she didn't know what to do. If she stayed, she would be embarrassed, if she went, she would be embarrassed for running off. But as we may know by now, Adena doesn't stay around for any of that nonsense. She's no nonsense, especially if it's at her expense. She mumbled something and then went into Craig's room and hid. She closed the door behind her, leaned against it and sighed. She didn't even know Ron, what must he think of her now? Was she just some random chick? She heard him apologize to Craig and she walked away from the door and into the bathroom. She wasn't going to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Once she composed herself, she used the bathroom again. She was starting to feel sleepy but she could smell the Chinese food and it was making her stomach growl. She was starving. She convinced herself to act like nothing happened...and to act sober. She walked out with a smile. "You want some Chinese?" Craig asked her. She nodded. 

Everything was a blur after that. 

Missy was right, the Patron did help you forget things. She remembered sitting down with the food and eating and talking with Craig and Ron. But the next morning, she woke up to find Craig laying next to her in his bed. What happened in between? Was the kiss real?

She got up quickly, feeling her stomach getting queasy. She practically ran to the bathroom, then threw up. Damn it. She must have drank too much. She really wasn't good at this drinking thing. This is what Missy meant when she said she needed to build a tolerance for it. Missy could probably drink gasoline and be fine, she on the other hand...

Now, for once, she wished she had listened to her. That never happens.

She clutched the side of the toilet as she vomited and then she took deep breaths in between. Her kidneys probably hated her right now and this was another one of their complaints. She felt better after, little by little, the bathroom was cooling down and not as hot as it was before, but she felt dirty. She wiped her mouth with some tissue, flushed, washed her hands, and walked back into Craig's room to get her toiletries from her bag.

"You ok?" Craig asked her as he sat up in bed.

They were both fully clothed. Good.

"Yeah...I feel better now" she said as she grabbed a small bag out of the duffel bag. She went into the bathroom and brushed her teeth, flossed, and gargled some Listerine. She felt even better now but she felt that she needed to lie down a little longer. Her head was killing her. How do people get through these hangovers all the time? She got back into bed and realized that it was almost noon, she hadn't slept that long in a long time.

Craig laughed, "You going back to sleep?"

"Maybe, I'm hungover...what's the laugh for? What happened last night?" she asked him. She didn't like not remembering anything either.

"Lemme get my trusty Aleve," he said as he reached over her to get into the nightstand on her side of the bed then paused. They looked at each other and it came back to her. Didn't they kiss? No...she kissed Taye. No, he kissed her. He kissed her first, she was just drunk. "It should be in the top drawer," he said to her and leaned back a little, wondering if he was making her feel uncomfortable. There was already a glass of water on the nightstand. How long has that been there? She rummaged through the nightstand, it was full of opened mail, a couple of chargers, rolling papers, du-rags, a cigar box, and...

Magnum condoms.

Adena's eyes widened as she stared at them. She could feel her face getting hot, was she blushing? Unfortunately, she couldn't tell.

"Ron really likes you by the way, he thinks you're really funny" Craig added, bringing her back to the present. She cleared her throat, grabbed the small bottle of pills, and practically slammed the drawer shut.

"Sorry," she said. Damn, Dena get a hold of yourself...she cleared her throat again, "Ron? Oh, your roommate. Wait...when did we talk?"

"This morning like almost 5 am after you came back. We all talked over Chinese food. Then we started talking about music. Then he showed you his new iPhone, the one no one has yet but somehow he got it, he played some music on our speakers. We had our own little party. We then started talking about our vinyl collection out there, Ron put on some Sade and the Isley Brothers, apparently, you really love them and you proceeded to dance around the living room. You danced yourself to sleep because as soon as you decided to sit down, you passed out" he said with a laugh.

Adena cringed as she listened to him tell her what she did, she didn't remember any of it. "I...I danced around the room. By myself?"

"By yourself. Well, Ron got up and danced with you, I was too tired and my mouth was full. I was starving but I certainly enjoyed the show. I didn't know you took a belly dancing class?"

"I told you about that? Yeah, my freshman year at Columbia I did" she said as she opened the pill bottle and poured two out. "You need some?"

"I'm fine thanks," he said to her with a smile. She nodded and put the pill bottle on the nightstand next to the glass of water. If she opened that drawer and saw those condoms again, or something else, she didn't know if she could hold her composure. Just the thought of it made her blush. Was it hot in here? She grabbed the glass of water, swallowed the pills, and practically chugged it. "Chug chug chug," he said with a smile.

"Stop you're gonna make me choke," she said after she swallowed, it was all gone anyway.

"Thirsty huh?"

"Yeah, I think my body is dying for some water."

"Yeah you had quite a concoction last night," he said as he stretched.

"Don't remind me" she said. "Just remind me of anything dumb I did so I know never to drink Patron again."

"You didn't do anything dumb," he said with a smile. "All I did was, I carried you back here to lay down and you asked me to stay...so I slept next to you, nothing happened."

She asked him to stay? "Oh," she said, "So we didn't...kiss...did we?" she asked him without looking at him.

He laughed a little and then nodded, "Yeah."

"What does this mean? I mean did you like it even?" she asked him. "Wait no you don't have to answer that. I'm just thinking out loud..." If he didn't like it, then that answered her first question but now she'd rather not know. 

"I really liked it...but I don't know what it means...did you like it?" he asked her.

Her breath caught in her throat and all she could do was nod. What was she doing? She couldn't promise him anything. She couldn't possibly think of being with anyone right now. She was still married, whether her dumbass husband acted like it or not. She was about to go through a divorce, even though last night it seemed that Taye didn't want to leave her anymore. She wished she could forget that whole fiasco but unfortunately, that was still fresh in her mind. She needed time and Craig didn't want to deal with that baggage, she was sure.

They're better off as just friends.

"Well once your hangover is over, let's get you some fresh air, how about that?" Craig asked her, breaking the tense silence. "What do you wanna do?"

"I'm hungry," she said as she laid her head back on the pillow. "But let me wait for a little."

"You sure can eat for a little person," he said with a laugh. She took the pillow from under her head and hit him with it. He laughed, jumped out of bed trying to dodge it, and went into the bathroom. As he took his time getting ready, she took a little nap, and when he was done, her headache was magically gone. "You ready to go?" he asked her once she emerged from the bathroom, dressed and refreshed.

She was wearing a blue, cropped, off-the-shoulder sweater, some high-waisted blue jeans, and some knee-high black, cowhide suede, Native American Mukluk boots that were wrapped with sheepskin and rabbit fur. They were her last gift from Grandma and she'll be damned if she left these in Taye's possession. They kept her feet and legs so warm that you'd forget how cold it was outside. "Yeah, can you help?" she said as she held up a silver necklace. He nodded.

He bit his lip once she turned around and moved her hair out of the way so he can see the exposed part of her neck and shoulders. She smelled good. He shook himself out of it and clasped the necklace for her. "There," he said.

"Thanks-"

"Wait what's this?" he asked her. Since he was standing behind her, she had no idea what he was talking about. "Is this a..."

"Ow," she said to him. "What the hell?"

He turned her around to face him, "Where did that big ass bruise come from?"

"Bruise?" she asked.

"Yes, a bruise. You didn't have that yesterday" he said sternly.

She walked back into the bathroom and turned her back towards the mirror. She pulled her sweater down a little more and there it was. It was black, purple, and a little green but very nasty. It was very sore to the touch. She winced when she did. She turned to him and wished she didn't.

His glare could kill, his eyes grew dark, his nose was flaring and he was literally seething. "I'm gonna ask you once. What happened? Who did this to you?"

"I...I fell" she stuttered nervously. Why was he looking at her like that? 

"You fell?" he asked her and she immediately knew that he didn't believe her. It's not like she was lying. She did fall. He asked what happened. Not how.

"Yeah-"

"Where?" he asked her, crossing his arms. She started getting uncomfortable. He was looking at her like he already knew what happened and he was just waiting to see how big of a hole she would dig herself in. 

"I...I mean...come on, I was drunk...you can fill in the blanks..."

"No, actually I can't. That's why I'm asking you?" he said, starting to get impatient. Was she really gonna lie for this dude? The same dude that didn't have the decency to be honest with her??

"I was drunk, Craig, ok? Drunk girl + heels = what? Don't worry about it" she said, not able to look at him. She looked over her shoulder and stared at the big bruise again. "Do you have a bag of peas, steak, or just a plain old ice pack?" she asked trying to change the subject, she walked out of the bathroom, not waiting for an answer, and almost ran into the kitchen.

But Craig was right on her tail. She opened the freezer and saw an ice pack, she grabbed it and wrapped it in a few paper towels. She did this slowly to stall. Maybe he'll drop it.

"Ahh, better already," she said as she reached over her shoulder and placed the bag right on the bruise. She walked back into the bedroom. "Don't worry about it, Craig. I'm fine. It'll be fine-"

"Ok, so you were just drunk?" he said as he followed her.

"Yes-"

"Sooooo...drunk girl goes to her ex's place, her old place, to get more clothes at 4 am in heels + an hour later she shows up at MY door crying about her ex being a liar and that he cheated on you = what? I'll tell you what. Your ex was there, you two got into it because he hasn't heard from you in days, which is what he deserves but now ALLLLLL of a sudden he wants to care? Hell, he might be drunk himself. At 4 am, you never know what side of a person you'll run into..."

That triggered a flashback of his ex walking in uninvited, wanting him back...

"...you're still his wife and you're packing this big ass bag saying you're leaving again-" he said as he picked up her bag to prove his point and he noticed a big rip on the bag. "Has this always been here?"

"Come on Craig, I'm hungry," she said as she stared at her favorite weekender bag. The rip came from their embarrassing tug of war but it now was getting bigger every time you picked it up. 

"Come on Adena, stop making this into a Lifetime movie! Why are you lying- sorry, covering for him? After everything he's done?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Why!? Look at you! As much as you're trying to downplay it, you're hurt and it's because of him."

They both stood there in silence. Adena didn't know what to say. She just wanted to forget about it. She fell, it was an accident, he didn't mean to.

Damn, she did sound like someone in a Lifetime movie.

"Not only has he hurt you emotionally, and mentally, but he's also being physical with you??" he asked her. She looked down. He sighed, "I'm not judging you at all. You know that right? I don't think any less of you. Him on the other hand..."

"What are you gonna do then?" she asked him. "Ok what if I tell you he got physical, what are you going to do? Go to MY PLACE and cause drama?"

"He caused the drama, I'm the karma that's coming from it-"

"What are you going to do? Beat his ass? I don't need you going to jail too, I'm stressed out as it is" she said defeatedly as she sat on the bed. Adena sighed and went ahead and told him. How Taye got arrested for showing up at her job, how she pops back up, their argument, and their embarrassing tug of war. Minus the kiss. 

Let's forget that even happened. 

"Ok? See? He apologized immediately after, he was acting...kinda like you right now. Making sure I'm ok. He wants me to stay, I don't and I leave him angry but he never laid his hands on me. He may be acting like a totally different person right now but he's still Taye. Taye would never do that."

Craig unclenched his fists and calmed down. He still didn't like him hassling her but she was ok, and that's all that mattered. "Ok." He had to take her word for it but he trusted her. The story made sense. "I'm sorry. I came off kinda aggressive there, I just...there are just some things I won't tolerate."

"I understand. I don't tolerate it either" she said. "And you know what? Besides belly dancing classes, I took kickboxing classes, so if he even went there I would have been able to take care of him myself" she said as she playfully and very softly made a fist and tapped his chin with it. "Pow."

He smiled, her being silly now didn't make any sense for him to be mad. He was happy she was opening up and everything that he's been learning has come as a surprise to him. He was learning all the layers she had. She wasn't just a stereotypical art snob, she was a ball of surprises.

And he loved surprises.

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Capricorns are deeply interested in love and are reputed to be the most capable and loyal of lovers.

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Once she had some nice, greasy, brunch food, Adena felt like her old self. Surprisingly, Craig put a little extra Kahlua in his coffee. Adena didn't even want to see any alcohol, let alone taste it. "I'm going to use the ladies and then we'll get outta here," she said to him and then got up.

He nodded and went back to searching on his phone, he was asking Google 'art shows near me'. He felt she's been drowning in his nightlife routine but he barely knew about her day-to-day life, her obsession with art and all that went along with that lifestyle. He figured he could indulge her for a change. However, Google was making it hard for him. "Come on" he mumbled, this was New York City. There was always something to do no matter the weather and there were usually a few options of whatever you were into on top of that but he kept reaching a dead end. 

The waitress brought back his debit card, he noticed that she had an immaculate full-sleeve tattoo. Every color imaginable was there but she pulled it off without looking like a walking coloring book. "'Scuse me, that's an awesome tattoo. Are you an artist?" he asked her.

About 30 minutes later, the two were walking down the busy, graffiti-sprayed sidewalks in a small section of Williamsburg. He sighed with relief when he finally found what he was looking for. 

"Where are we going anyway?" Adena inquired. "I've actually never been to this specific area before."

"I swear they gentrify it more and more each year," he said as he stopped in front of a chalkboard sidewalk sign. "You wanna pop in?" he asked her.

The sign said, MONA X LISA'S POP-UP ART SHOW! ONE DAY ONLY! FREE ENTRY!

Adena's face lit up, "How did you know this was here?"

"I asked around. This area has become a little too hipster for my tastes but they have fun stuff to get into sometimes. How about it?" he asked her and she nodded excitedly. Luckily there wasn't a line. He opened the door for her and they walked in.

The theme was the Mona Lisa of course. Every artist was a woman or identified as one. There were quite a few different versions of the Mona Lisa hanging up and a caricature artist was even drawing people to look like Mona Lisa for $30.

"Wine?" he asked her.

"Nah I'm gonna need more time," she said with an avid shake of her head. "Let me try being sober for once in my life," she said with a laugh. 

They walked around and saw a painting called Madonna Lisa. If you can't fill in the blanks, Madonna replaced Mona. 90's blonde Madonna that is. It was already sold. There was even one of Megan Thee Stallion, that was already sold too. They soon walked up to one that looked exactly like the real Mona Lisa. It was also a large painting surrounded by a rose gold frame. He checked the price tag. "$2000?" he asked, he then thought about it. "Wait that's actually cheap. This ain't the real one is it?"

Adena shook her head and smiled, "Definitely not. She's worth millions. The artist did a good job, wherever she is" she said as she looked around.

"Yeah, it's probably hanging up in Italy somewhere if Beyonce and Jay-Z haven't bought it already."

"Actually, no one knows where the real one actually is," Adena said with a smirk and that sparkle in her eye that meant she had a story to tell. 

"Really?" he asked, just eating it up. He could listen to her talk all day. "What do you mean?"

"I'm kidding but there were so many copies made, will we ever know? Well, rumor has it, that the real Mona Lisa was stolen by a man who worked in the museum in Paris for decades. One day he walked in before the Louvre opened and took the painting down. He was the one who built the glass case it was enclosed in. He wrapped it up in a smock and walked right out."

"This was way back before cameras and security huh?" Craig asked.

She nodded, "A little over 100 years ago. 1911. Get this, he kept the painting for 2 years. At first, no one even looked for it because they thought it was sent out to another museum or getting cleaned or whatever. But when it never came back, they closed the museum for an investigation. They brought in several artists for questioning, even Picasso."

"Nah...not Pablo!"

"Yep but he had an alibi it was very interesting that they even suspected him. Anyway, the man that stole it ultimately told on himself, he had the painting for 2 years and no one came to him about it. So he decided to bring it back to Italy, where it was originally painted, and tried to sell it to a museum and he got found out. He was put on trial and he said he did it for patriotism. The Mona Lisa is an Italian painting but during the war, Napoleon got possession of it and brought it to Paris. He was saying he was taking it back for 'his homeland.'"

"Oh, bullshit!" Craig exclaimed. 

Adena laughed, "Well they believed it, he went to jail for about 6 months or a little longer and he got out and was considered a hero."

"Ok so the one returned to Italy was definitely the real one then?"

"Yeah many want to think that but years after the trial and after the guy got out, someone came forward and said he didn't do it for patriotism-"

"Of course, he didn't!"

"The man claimed it was his idea, and said he instructed the guy to steal it from the museum because he wanted to make as many copies as he could. Their worth would skyrocket since the painting was stolen. So some think the guy tried to sell a copy instead of the original and the original is floating around somewhere too."

"Damn that could be true. So who is this guy? Who did it?"

"His name was Vincenzo Perrugia. He's either one of Italy's best patriots or he is the most clever thief because it is considered the greatest art theft of the 20th century. The real Mona Lisa is worth over $800 million dollars."

"Damn...I need to start drawing" Craig said with a laugh. "What would you do with $800 million dollars?"

"You would never see me again," Adena said with a laugh. "First stop, Italy. Then Paris. I'll purchase mansions in both places. Of course, give my family whatever they want. Whatever my parents need, they'll have."

"What about your siblings?"

"It's only me."

"Ahhh that's why you're such a spoiled brat-" 

He was punched in the arm before he could finish his sentence. 

"Owww damn."

"Kickboxing remember?"

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On the whole, typical Capricorns pursue the following leisure interests: visiting museums, galleries, and the theater...

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"This is a cute shirt," Adena said later after they arrived back at Craig's apartment. He bought her a t-shirt with Mona Lisa on it. It fit perfectly.

"It looks great on you. You can pull off anything."

"Oh stop it," she said, having to turn away because she felt her body get hot. Especially her cheeks. Why was it always so hot?

"Well, it's time for me to head out."

"Already? It's kind of early it's not even 5 pm."

"Yeah which means I'm running late. I spin at an after-work happy hour every Tuesday and then I head to the next club and spin there and then come home at 4 am" he said as he got his equipment together. "You've partied a lot the past few days...and thrown up a lot the past few days. Don't feel obligated to come. You won't hurt my feelings."

"I don't mind. I love hanging out with you. I come because I want to" she said but stopped herself. This was probably him telling her to stop riding his tails. He was probably tired of dealing with her drunk ass night after night. She was also a big cockblocker. He can't get any girls with her around. Would he bring a girl home? It's his home, he can do whatever he wants. But she hoped he wouldn't talk to anyone at all.

Wait what was she thinking?

He just needs space. He's obviously telling her he needs space.

"Adena? Adena?"

"Oh yea, you're right" Adena snapped back to reality and got out of her own head. "I should take a night off. I can relax. Watch tv or something. I'll find something to do."

"You sure?"

"Yeah go ahead," she said and looked down. 

"I'll text you the address though, just in case, you know? But don't feel you have to come."

"Ok, I understand," she said. "Have fun."

He chuckled, "Don't wait up" he said with a wink and then he was gone.

Don't wait up.

"Shit," she said to herself. He may not come home tonight. That's why he didn't want her to come. He's had enough of her. She sat down on the couch and stared at the wall for who knows how long. 

Why did she feel so heartbroken?

She noticed the Sade vinyl sitting out from the night before. She can only imagine what her drunk ass looked like dancing to this at 5 am. The needle scratched the record and she sat on the couch, closed her eyes, and listened to the music. Usually, this would relax her. She would listen to this album when she cleaned, late at night after a hard day at work, when she was taking a bath, or when she and Taye would, you know. 

Well, that won't be happening anymore. She looked at her phone. Taye was furious and blew up her phone til about 8 am this morning but she was passed out and dead to the world. After that, he gave up and she hasn't gotten a peep from him since. Kim, Missy, Lloyd, and her parents stopped calling. Now that Missy's seen her in the flesh, no one was worried any longer.

That thought made her even lonelier.

What was she going to do? Was she overstaying her welcome? She and Taye did need to talk but after last night, she didn't trust herself around him. She still loved him but it was hard just looking at him now that she knows what he's done. She would need a drink to be able to deal with him. But she wasn't good at drinking either.

She never drank. Was she getting addicted? No, that's silly. She could stop anytime she wanted to and she was doing that at this very moment.

 Before she went down a rabbit hole of anxiety, her phone vibrated. It was a text from Craig. 

here's the address jic you change your mind

no pressure tho ofc

89 e 164th ave, nyc 😎

5 minutes later, she was dressed and looking for an Uber.

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Capricorns may try to be everyone's therapist but they must remember they also need one of their own.

*

"The Love Shack," Adena said as she looked up and read the pink neon sign on the side of a brick building. She started getting paranoid. What if he was shacked up already and had a girl in the booth with him?

You'll run, Adena, before they even see you. 

Sounds like a plan.

She approached the bouncer. "Hi sir um, my name's Adena. I'm here for Craig. I'm a friend of his?"

The bouncer stared at her for a second and then picked up a clipboard. They had a diamond ring on their ring finger and a hot pink manicure with jewels on it. Shit. She looked like a man until she saw her hands. She had a buzz cut, was 6 feet tall, and was shaped like a gym teacher. She winced.

"Oh, there you are. Go on in honey" she said as she nodded her head to the door. Her voice was a little too deep, which also threw her off.

"Thanks, MA'AM" she made sure to say and hurried in before it could get any more awkward.

As soon as she walked in though, her paranoia disappeared. The place was filled with scantily clad men and rainbow flags. 

"Oh thank God," she said with a laugh. She looked around and immediately found the DJ booth. "KNOCK KNOCK!" she said as she knocked on the side of the small booth.

"You came!" Craig said with the biggest smile and she realized she was overthinking as usual. "Come on up! You get here ok?" he asked loudly, trying to talk above Lady Gaga's 'Ra Ra Ra's'.

"Yeah it was no problem," she said as she took off her jacket. 

"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT, WELCOME TO THE FIRST OFFICIAL HAPPY HOUR OF THE NEW YEAR!" Craig said into the mic and everyone screamed and cheered. "YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M IN AN 80'S MOOD, I HOPE YOU ALL DON'T MIND" he said and soon Madonna started blaring through the speakers and the dance floor filled up. Adena smiled. 

"YAAASSSSSSS CRAIG MACK DADDY!" a guy with gold hot pants, white suspenders, and white Doc Martens said as he came up to the booth with a tray of drinks. "YOU PLAYED MY REQUEST FIRST! HERE ARE YOUR HEINEY'S CUTIE!" 

He turned and noticed Adena and his eyes lit up, "HUNEY YOU GOT BAWDY! SHE IS GORGEOUS. CRAIG WHAT DID WE TELL YOU ABOUT BRINGING GIRLFRIENDS HERE?: DON'T."

"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!" Craig said as he took the beers from him. "DON'T WORRY!" he said to him. He turned to her, "YOU WANT SOMETHING?"

"JUST WATER PLEASE!"

"OK COMING UP NOT CRAIG'S GIRLFRIEND," he said. At that moment a huge crowd of men was gathered around the DJ booth. They were dancing but were waving, cheering, and whistling at Craig. They got loud enough for him to notice. "CRAIG! GIVE THE GIRLS WHAT THEY WANT!"

"I SHOULD GET PAID EXTRA FOR THIS" Craig said with a playful roll of his eyes. Then in one swift motion, all 3 of his shirts came off, showing off his chest...and abs. The crowd practically screamed and whistled louder. Some started throwing dollar bills up into the booth. Adena had to dodge out of the way.

"SEE YOU'RE GETTING PAID EXTRA!" Gold Hot Pants said and then skipped off as fast as he came.

Adena covered her mouth with her hand, not believing what she was seeing. Inside she was cheering along with Craig's fans but on the outside, she burst out in laughter at the craziness of it all. She bent down and picked up his shirts and put them on the stool behind him as a balled-up 5-dollar bill hit Craig in the chest. They both laughed.

Adena didn't care if she was blushing or not. She sat on the chair behind Craig and watched the show.

*

While Adena was having the time of her life, which she totally deserved. Taye was across a couple of boroughs at home. Taye decided that the only way to get his mind off of Adena was to do what he usually did to get his mind off of anything. Call the boys and play video games until they all got carpal tunnel.

"DIE MOTHERFUCKER!" Taye said as he raised his hands in the air and danced around, reveling in his glory.

"Dude calm down," his friend said with a laugh. "You probably just killed a 13-year-old who is up past his bedtime."

Then there was a knock at the door, he gave the controller to his friend and answered the door. "I hope this is the pizza-" he said and then stopped short. His eyes widened, "Felicia..."

"Oh you remember my name?" she asked him as she let herself in, "Because I thought you forgot all about me, you haven't spoken to me in almost 4 days!"

"I was dealing with wifey ok? She pulled this disappearing act that got us all worried. Up until this morning, I didn't know if she was dead or alive."

"Of course she's alive, don't be so damn dramatic but why should you care? You aren't obligated to her anymore. You said so yourself you couldn't wait until the divorce was final so you wouldn't have to worry about what she thinks or worry about her at all for that matter" she said, "You still love her!"

"Shhhh..," Taye said, trying to calm her down. Hopefully, the tv and music at a high volume drowned her out. "Fee Fee, of course, I still love her but it's not the same-"

"What do you feel for me?" she asked him. "If you don't feel anything for me then just say that so I can be on my way."

"Fee Fee, can we not get into this right now?" he asked her. "The guys are here..." he said.

"Don't Fee Fee me" she said as she opened her jacket to reveal just a black lacy bra and panty set from some Instagram lingerie line, "I wanna know what you feel for me? Now tell me or show me" she said and licked her lips.

Taye could feel himself melt, he hasn't had sex with anyone in almost a week and he's been suffering. He accepted defeat and walked her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed.

The guys could wait...

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Capricorn's silence just means they are tired. Very tired. Of everything.

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