Chris's POV

I didn't even know Shawnie was going to Vegas until Trey told me. He only knew because Mercedes and Dori went with her. I actually haven't talked to her since yesterday night. The last time I saw her was when she was telling me that she might text me to come back down to check on her. That was the last conversation we had.

I was kinda hurt because I felt like she was avoiding me. I knew she was gonna get back with him but I didn't think our relationship would change. I felt like maybe she was embarrassed and didn't want to tell me so she wasn't gonna talk to me. I don't know I could be making up shit.

When I was leaving today paparazzi were outside of the hotel and they caught pictures of me leaving. Normally I really wouldn't give a shit but the thing is I guess they caught Shawnie leaving earlier this afternoon so now they think we were shacking up in the same hotel on some sneaky shit.

I'm sure she doesn't know anything about this because she hasn't tried to reach out to me, or maybe she really is trying to avoid me.

"What's wrong?" I feel hands start to massage my shoulders.

"Nothing." I drop my phone and place my hands on the ones on my shoulders. "Was just looking at this article about me and my ex."

"Shawnie, or Diamond?" She asks

"Shawnie."

"So..." She walks around the sofa and straddles my lap. "When are you going to tell her about us?"

"Jasmine, soon." I instantly get irritated. "Why are you always asking me about her? Are you a fan or something?" I snap

"I'll drop it." She says

"Nah, cuz the last couple of months you have been talking about her every time we get together. I will introduce you when the time is right. She needed to meet Diamond first. I had to make sure that was cool first and she's okay with it. If I bring you around, another random woman, she might feel some kind of way about that and I can't risk that."

"Risk What? Random? You literally met me right before she had the baby." She says. "I'm not random, I've been around."

"I know but to her you're random. She already thinks I'm fucking random bitches when I'm not. For the most part she thinks I'm single."

"I wish you would just leave her alone so we can try to put forth the effort for a relationship. I just want to meet her so we can move on. She and I will get along perfectly. Just go ahead and set it up, take a chance."

"Jasmine... I would appreciate it if you would stop talking about her. That's one thing you're not gonna do is change my mind about her. When I feel it is the right time to introduce you two, I will but until then don't say anything. I swear you are obsessed with her."

"Fine." She says and gets off of my lap.

"Are you seriously mad at that? You're mad because I won't introduce you to my ex?"

"Leave it alone." She walks out of the living room.

"JASMINE!" I call out and she comes back in.

"What?"

"What's the problem?"

"Nothing. Continue to have your little fling with your baby mama."

"AIN'T NO FLING." I yell

"Sure...Have a good day." She says then leaves out of the living room again.

I just got up and left her house. I'm sick of these bitches thinking they run me. I do shit when I get ready.

Aubrey's POV

After a couple of hours of drinking and dancing, we were all in the vip chillin. Shawnie was kissing on me and I was kissing on her, while she was dancing with her friend, Dorian. She was drunk. There's no other way to put it. She was a little intoxicated when we left the restaurant but now, she's drunk. Luckily, she's not a sloppy drunk, but I have to start keeping track of her alcohol intake while we're out, because when this girl gets going, it's hard to stop her.

I was low key liking the vibe though. We don't get to hang like this often because I'm always working. I like to see her having fun and I love that she has her attention on me. Her eyes are what draws me in everytime, I just like to watch her. I love everything about her. I love the way she moves and how she's dancing, the way her eyes light up when she smiles or laughs, and how every time she takes a sip of her drink she puts her hands on her chest. I love studying her. What I love most is every time she touches me her soft hands give me chills. I'm addicted to that feeling.

I pulled away from her and took a seat on the back of the couch, keeping my eyes on her.

Her and Dorian start messing around, flirting with each other. Shawnie starts feeling on Dorian's ass and shit. Then they start dancing again, then things start to get heavy. She starts smacking her ass, pulling Dorian to her, as they dance on each other. Dorian starts twerking on Shawnie, who grabs her hips, grinding up against her. Dorian turns around to Shawnie, pressing their bodies against each other. They then began making out, and I can't believe what I'm seeing. I just sit there looking, emotionless.

"Yo, my guy." Chubbs says, hitting me on my arm.

"What?" I answer a bit harder than intended.

"Did she pop some ecstasy or something?" He asks me, and I just eye him.

"You know how she gets after a few drinks." I say acting like it's not a big deal. "I'll handle it."

"We can't afford to have her out looking like this. Control that shit."

"Yeah, I said I'll handle it." I snapped at him.

He turns and starts talking to some other women in our section.

I don't like this. I know one thing, this damn Dorian bitch, better keep her damn hands, lips, and all her other body parts to herself. I don't like a man or a woman touching my baby.

Note I'm angry, I find myself getting up and walking over to them. I keep telling myself, don't make a scene. Because that's the last thing we need right now. I slowly walk up behind Shawnie, kissing her on her neck. I grip her hips. "Mami." I said softly in her ear, taking it in my mouth, teasing her. I made sure to try to pull her away from Dorian to separate them.

She turns around to me, locking her lips with mine, tasting like pure alcohol. Dorian is still feeling on her, grinding against her ass, before I see Mercedes walk over and grab her.

They begin making out, so I focus on my wife, slapping her ass.

She releases a moan inside of my mouth.

"Let's take some shots." She suggests, pulling away from the kiss.

"Nah, just stay here with me." I say, looking deep into her eyes.

She smiles looking back at me, "Kiss me."

I lean down and we lock lips, engaging in a slow and sloppy kiss.

"I love you..." she whines

"Baby, I think you've had too much to drink."

"Not enough." She says

"You're making out with Dorian and shit." I say.

"And? She's my friend. It's not a big deal."

"We can talk about this another time, when you're sober." I say, pecking her lips.

"Why are you being so uptight?"

"Why are you all over the place? I mean, come on baby, you're looking a little trashy. I can't have you out here like this." I spit out.

I look around to see if anyone is watching us, they are. I smile down at her, trying to make it seem like we're not in a heated conversation right now.

She removes her hands from around my neck and looks at me. She's pissed.

"You got people out here looking at you. You can't be this way out in public. That reflects badly on the both of us."

"Whatever..."

"Let's go." I pull her by her wrist and we leave.

My security escorts us out and the two of us climb into the truck. I ask the driver to get out of the car and come back in 20 minutes because we need to have a private conversation. He gets out and closes the door behind him.

I look over at her and she's looking down at her phone. I take it out of her hand.

"I'm all for you having fun but sometimes when you drink, or even get high, you get a little wild. You're married, and you were kissing Dorian in public. You're not a lesbian, or bisexual. What the fuck?"

She laughs, "I've done a lot more than makeout with another woman. Keep up."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I ask

"Exactly what I said."

"When?" I ask

"Chris and I had lots of threesomes, and foursomes when we were together. Making out with a girl is nothing new for me. Don't act like you don't like it."

"I don't. I don't want to see that again. I want you to myself and I refuse to share you with anyone."

"You want me to yourself?" She smiles, climbing over to me.

"I do." My anger instantly disappears, and I smile when I notice what she's doing.

"You jealous?" She asks

"So jealous, baby." I say

"Have sex with me." She says to me, reaching for it.

I laugh, "No, you need to go to sleep." I say, teasing her.

"Put me to sleep, Papi." She smirks, kissing me on my neck.

Her hand touches my dick. She smiles, leaning down kissing it.

"What the hell are you doing?" I ask, in shock.

"What does it look like?" She says.

"No. Let's wait until we get back to the hotel." I say

She looks up at me with those piercing eyes. "I want you now."

I sigh, "You're killing me." I say, looking around making sure no one can see into the truck. "Aight....I hate how you have control over me...making me do whatever you want me to do."

She she smiles and unzips my pants, taking me in her mouth, and this shit feels so fucking good. I can't do anything but let her have her way.

"Mmmm, that feels good, baby." I place my hand in the back of her head.

She takes me to the back of the throat, making herself gag on me.

I pick her up and sit her on my lap. We hold each other's gaze and I rip her panties and pull them off. She sits on my dick and she instantly starts riding me.

Shawnie kisses me full on, as she's twerking her ass on my dick. She slows down, and I take over, leaning back, sending short thrusts in and out of her.

After a few more minutes of us fucking, I can feel my release coming.

"I'm close baby." I say, and she nods her head against my neck. Kissing me there.

She starts riding me again, slow, just how I like it. She starts moaning louder, and I feel my release coming close, she cums, before I bust inside of her, filling her up completely.

"Fuck! That was great!" She says, "I love you." She kisses me and I grab her face deepening the kiss. The kiss was getting intense and I was getting hard again growing inside of her.

"You gonna Fuck me again, Papi?" She asks

I was about to respond to her when someone knocked on the window. It was my driver.

I crack the window, "Yes, we're ready. Give me two minutes." I say then roll the window back up. "We can finish this when we get to the suite."

She climbs off of me as the driver gets back into the car. I put my dick away and zip up my pants.

We get to the hotel and security escorts us up to our room. I didn't stop for any pictures or anything. I was on a mission.

We got into our suite, it was quiet. No one was there and it was a weird but comforting vibe. We beat everyone back. The first thing I did was go into my pocket and pull out her phone, which has been vibrating nonstop since I've had it.

"Here." I handed her her phone back. As soon as I do, it rings.

"It's Chris." She quickly answers, taking a seat on the sofa. "Hello?...was out at Drai's...what? No.... When?..."

She looks over at me. I feel like I already knew what the conversation was about. That article about both of them staying at the SLS hotel.

"Well thank you for letting me know...I will...yeah I know...okay thanks, I'll call you tomorrow." She ends the call.

"So you found out about the article?" I say, looking over at her.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

I laugh, "You sobered up quick." I say. "I think the question is why didn't you tell me he was staying there."

"I didn't think it mattered...but I thought I did."

"Was he staying in the same room as you because I was in that room."

"No. He had the suite upstairs. He didn't want me to be there by myself, so he got him a room there too. It wasn't anything shady. He just wanted to make sure I was safe."

"Safe from what?" I ask

"You. We didn't know what you were going to do, or how you were going to react."

"Me? That nigga was whooping your ass and you need protection from me? What?" I say in disbelief.

I can't believe this shit.

"Wow." She says. I realize that what I said was kind of harsh.

"I'm sorry." I say

"Yeah...Well it doesn't matter now because we're good." She gets up and walks over to me. "And we need to finish what we started in the car." She smiles.

"We good?" I say

"Yes."

"Show me that we're good." I say and she smiles again.

I pick her up and sit her on the table. "I can do this how I want?" I say standing between her legs.

"Yes."

I unzip my pants and they fall to the ground. I pull my dick out and she starts stroking it.

"I don't want to hear anything else about y'all and the SLS."

"You're ruining it. Shut up." She says

I don't say anything else. I put my dick in and fuck her how she wanted me to.

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