Falling

Phil’s heartbeat is lulling you to sleep. Suddenly Phil stands up straight and that’s when you hear it…footsteps…headed right toward you. Your heart begins to race and your face is hot. You sit up, ready to face the music with B. Looking toward the footsteps, you see a young man walk by you and Phil on his way to his car. You both breathe a deep sigh of relief. Phil looks at you and chuckles. You smile but look down knowing you have to break his heart right now. “Phil…”, you start slowly. He holds you and kisses the top of your head. “Baby Girl, I understand”, he says letting you go. You take a step back and look at the sensual piece of mocha perfection that will ALWAYS have your heart. His beautiful browns are saying, ‘I love you’ but you don’t dare reciprocate - it would be too hard. You turn and start to walk away slowly. You take two steps and turn around. Phil’s eyes meet yours. You briskly walk back into his waiting arms and kiss him with all the passion that has been building up over the past few weeks. You step back and he pushes your hair behind your ears. He kisses your forehead lightly. Phil is staring into your eyes but you look down, it hurts to meet his gaze. You turn and walk away.You don’t turn back this time although you feel Phil’s eyes on you until you walk through the front door. You head to the bathroom and freshen up. Looking into the mirror, you see just how much love you have for Phil reflected back at you. You can’t stop the tears from falling as you re-apply your lip gloss. There is a knock on the bathroom door, so you wipe your face and get it together. You walk back out to the party and stand on the last step looking for Bruno. Bruno sees you and walks right up to you unnoticed. “Hey pretty girl. You wanna come home with me?”, he whispers in your right ear playfully with bass in his voice. You can’t help but smile as he wraps his arm around your waist and kisses your right cheek. “Come on, let’s get outta here”. He grabs your right hand and pulls you toward the door. As you walk down the driveway, you see Phil’s car leaving and your heart sinks. Bruno doesn’t notice. Standing in front of the passengers side door, he slowly slides his hand down the right side of your body, caressing your curves. He’s giving you ‘That Look’. Your body is trembling as he caresses your head and murmurs, “You look stunning in this moonlight”. Your nipples and clit instantly harden as his lips lightly graze yours. The kiss becomes so intense you can feel moisture on your thighs. As he continues to caress your head, he places one hand on your lower back and pulls you so close you can feel that carrot screaming for satisfaction. You nuzzle his neck as he murmurs, “I want you”. You sigh heavily - ok, on the real, you are damn near panting and your panties are completely soaked. He steps back, opens the car door and you get in. As he walks around to the drivers side, you fan yourself quickly to try to cool down. It’s NOT working. He gets into the car and stares at you. He strokes your left thigh and smiles as he starts the car and pulls off.

You barely make it in the front door. You are both entangled in a pretzel-like embrace caressing and groping each other’s bodies. You both stumble into the foyer. You quickly kick off your shoes as Bruno starts to remove your dress. You are standing in front of him while he just stares at your body - your “Mom body”.You feel uncomfortable although you are ROCKING the hell out of your lace, flesh colored bra and panties. You shift your weight and look down as you cover yourself with your hands. Bruno smiles at you. Moving your hands, he whispers, “Don’t. You’re beautiful”. You roll your eyes unconvinced. ‘Yeah right! My stretch marks and surgical scars are as beautiful as a battlefield’, you think to yourself. Almost as if he could hear your thoughts, he drops to his knees and kisses your abdomen. “I don’t care what you think. I think you are beautiful”. He kisses each scar and lightly licks the faint stretch marks that you swear will NEVER go away. Pulling your panties down to your ankles, he begins to kiss your love over and over. Your clit is so swollen and hard that his tongue barely touches it and you come. Your body quivers as your juices run down your legs. He smiles. Taking your hands, he leads you upstairs to his room. Bruno picks you up and lays you on his bed. He removes his clothes quicker than a jack rabbit on date night and climbs on top of you. His body is warm against your skin. He kisses your forehead and enters you slowly. Your body is on FIRE as he slowly thrusts his ambition into your dripping desire. You throw your head back and push your wetness into him until you feel his ambition knocking down the walls of your desire. “Ahhh…”, is all you can say as he caresses your back and lightly sucks your breasts. You grab his curls as he lightly licks from one nipple to the next. “Jesus…”, you whisper trying to suppress your second orgasm. He smiles and kisses you gently, “Nah Baby. My name is Bruno”. You both can’t help but laugh. You stare deeply into each others eyes. Running your fingers through his hair, you kiss him, letting go of all your inhibitions. Bruno spreads your legs wide and begins to bang the hell outta your love. You beg for more. “Yes, yes”, you murmur as you feel his carrot quiver inside of you. “Mmmmm”, he responds quickening his pace. He leans in close to you and pounds harder. “FUCK!”, you scream as you come - HARD. A few seconds later Bruno murmurs, “Awe shit…”, and you feel his warmth flow from your love. He lays his head on your chest and you kiss the top of his head. “Te amo mamí”, he says jokingly in his worse latin accent. You giggle and respond, “Te amo papí”. Within minutes, you are both sound to sleep.

You are documenting at work when your text alarms. ‘Thinkn abt U…’. It’s Bruno. You smile realizing how much you have grown to love him over the past few weeks. You think you are falling in love with him. Phil doesn’t try to contact you much anymore. Bruno is doing his best to rebuild their friendship, so you still see him pretty often. You respond, ‘Ur on my mind 2’. ‘Comin ova 2nite????!!!!’ You smile knowing exactly what he has in mind. ‘Sorry B. Gotta work in the AM’. He texts you the mean face emoji. ‘U work 2 much’. ‘Well, I can’t sing & don’t kno how 2 write music so…’. ‘LOL’, he responds. You laugh out loud a little as well. ‘B, I gotta go.TTYL. Luv U’. ‘Luv U more’.

You are dragging your tired bones down the hallway to your condo. You are so tired, you don’t even want to think about going back in tomorrow. You open the door to a glorious aroma. Bruno walks over and kisses you. Taking your bags he says, “Hey Baby. Thought I’d surprise you with dinner. Hope you’re hungry”. You are falling in love with this man.  As he places your bags on the table, you grab him and kiss him repeatedly. He smiles as you sniff the air. “Mmmmm! You made Indian food?!”. He chuckles, “Hell no! I brought Indian food”. You laugh, “Ok, good enough. Let me hit the shower right quick”. You head into the bathroom. You start the shower and begin to undress. Just as you are about to step into the shower, the door opens. Bruno stands at the door smiling devilishly. He pulls you close and grips your ass. “Can I join you?”, he asks. You smile wide and walk toward the shower gesturing for him to join you. Bruno undresses quickly and you both enter the shower. You just stand in his arms while he kisses the top of your head and just holds you. The water is hitting both your bodies washing the stress of the day down the drain. You look up at Bruno…I mean, you really take a good look at him. You notice how curly his hair gets when it’s wet and how chocolate brown his eyes are. He has a perfect little nose and his lips…oh God his lips! His top lip is thin but his bottom lip is succulent, plump and ripe for sucking. Bruno is FIONE! You are septic with that Mars Sars and you don’t want the cure. He smiles and looks down shyly as he notices you staring. “What?”, he asks bashfully. You kiss his nose and reply, “Nothing”. He looks up at you as the water from the shower slides down his face. He’s sexy as hell. You’re falling. You have to kiss him. Lifting his chin to meet your gaze you admit, “I love you” . Bruno looks shocked by your unsolicited admission. “I love you too, Nikki”. He kisses you and begins to back you against the shower wall. He stares at you like a lion going in for the kill. Nearly in unison, your stomachs growl - LOUD. You both laugh. You sigh deeply and say, “Well, let’s just get washed up so we can eat”. Bruno smirks and nods in agreement.

You both plop down on your new couch. You’re sitting right next to Bruno with your legs across his lap so you can feed him…with your fingers. Eating with your fingers is much more sensual and food is such great foreplay. Bruno’s returning the favor as he feeds you the best butter chicken you’ve ever tasted. The sauce is a little messy so you slowly lick it off of his fingers. You take care to completely suck the sauce from his right index finger. You stare into his eyes and he licks his lips. Picking up some rice you place it on his tongue. He kisses each of your fingers individually then proceeds to kiss up the length of your entire arm. You can feel your love warming with each kiss. Bruno is looking directly at you. His stare is intense. Suddenly, you’re not hungry anymore and neither is he. Bruno places the plate on the table and you remove your pajama shorts. You opted not to wear panties tonight…good choice. You mount that pony and start to ride. Bruno places his hands at your waist and guides you as you twerk on his hardness. He throws his head back on the couch and clutches your waist tight. You feel him tighten up. You decide to have a little fun. Hopping off your ride, you settle between his thighs and suck that carrot like it contains the last drop of water on the planet. He groans so deep, you don’t recognize his voice. “AWWWW DAYYYYUUUUUMMMMMM”, he murmurs as his thighs tremble. You stroke his manhood as you gently suck on his sac. “FUUUCCCCKKKKK”, he moans - thighs still trembling. You smirk knowing that he’s about to come. You place the tip of that carrot in your mouth and alternate between light licks and gentle sucks. Bruno is putty in your hands. In no time, his juices squirt all over you. You are smiling from ear to ear as you lick your lips. Bruno pulls you back up onto the couch. “Damn, I’m sorry Baby. I just couldn’t hold it. I’m sorry”. You smile. “Don’t be sorry, it was fun making you come like that. In fact…do you think you could do it again?”, you ask devilishly sliding back down to your knees. “Let’s find out…”, he murmurs as you place your lips back around that carrot.

You wake up with a smile the next morning. You feel the sun on your face and jump up. “OH SHIT!”, you gasp scrambling out of bed. The clock reads 10:37am, you were supposed to be at the hospital by 6:45am. “FUCK!”, you exclaim looking for your phone. Your agency is gonna chew you out for this. Bruno walks in calmly with breakfast beautifully arranged on a tray. Setting it down he smiles at you, “What’s wrong?”. “I’m late for work. REALLY late. Have you seen my phone?!”. Bruno pulls it out of his back pocket and hands it to you. You are fuming. “What the hell Bruno?!”. You start unlocking your phone to call into your agency. “Nikki, Nikki…calm down. They called this morning and cancelled your shift. You looked so peaceful I could’t wake you”. You exhale deeply, “THANK GOD!”. Bruno sets the tray in your lap. Kissing your forehead he smiles, “Good morning”. You smirk, “Good morning”. You start scrolling through your emails as you eat the deliciously prepared meal. “What are you doing now?”, Bruno chuckles. “I’m looking for another shift to pick up”. “You work too damn much. Give me that!”, he says taking your phone and placing it back in his pocket. “Bruno quit playing and give me my phone. I will go and get it”. “No! You need a vacation”. You reach for your phone. “Seriously Nikki, just you and me”, Bruno continues blocking you. “Bruno, I just brought a condo. I can’t afford a vacation right now. It’s just not in my budget”. He laughs, “Did I ask you about your budget?”. You glare at him. “Look your birthday is in a few days right?”. You nod. “Fine. Consider it my early birthday gift to you”. You sigh. A vacation does sound enticing and you definitely need one. You smile. “Ok! So where you wanna go?”. “I don’t care”. “Ha, ha ha!!” That’s a dangerous statement Baby”. You smirk. “Ok. How about Jamaica…Montego Bay?”. “Ok, ok! Now, can I have my phone back?”. He smiles, “Nope!”. You place the tray on the nightstand and WWE his ass. You both tussle around on the bed trying to pin each other. You are losing and decide to fight dirty. You start to tickle him and he gives in without a fight. “Ok, ok!! You win!! I quit!!”, he says while you are straddling him on the bed. You lean down and kiss the tip of his nose, “Smart man”. He stares at you for a moment like he’s just seeing you for the first time. He brushes your hair back from your face and smiles, “Let’s leave tomorrow”. You blink twice, stunned. “Uh…ok”. He wraps his arms around you and forces you onto his chest. He kisses the top of your head. You feel safe in his arms. Without warning, he flips you over and pins you to the bed, “1, 2, 3…I WIN!!!! SUCKA!!!!”. You burst into laughter.

You and Bruno are intertwined on a hammock in front of your beach front villa. The sun peaks through the palm trees every so often to steal a quick kiss from your skin. Bruno strokes your hair and kisses the top of your head. “Are you happy Baby?”, he murmurs. You smile and nod. It still stings to hear him ask you that. Philip immediately comes to mind. You sit up and try to think of something else. “Where are we eating tonight Baby?”. He smiles, “It’s your birthday. Don't worry about anything. Just let me spoil you for one day, ok?”. You smile bashfully, “Ok”. The sun is setting and your stomach is beginning to growl as you finish dressing for dinner. Bruno walks in the bedroom and you feel wetness already running down your thighs. He looks like perfection incarnated. He’s rocking a black beater draped in his gold chains with perfectly fitted pinstriped pants. His curls look so soft you can’t wait to run your fingers through them. You swear he’s glowing. You don’t realize you’re staring until he wraps his arms around you and whispers, “What’s wrong?”. You snap outta that hooligan haze and smile. You whisper, “B…Baby, you look sexy as hell”. He blushes. “So do you”, he says stepping back and slowly turning you around. “Come on Beautiful, dinner awaits”. “Ok, hold up. Let me get my sandals”. “You don’t need them”. You notice he’s barefoot. You raise your left eyebrow looking confused. Bruno takes your hand, “Just come on”. He leads you outside where you see your dinner awaiting you literally on the beach. There is a small table in the sand on the shoreline. It is lit with candles encased in glass and draped in hibiscus. Bruno seats you with your mouth slightly agape. The atmosphere is like something out of a fairytale. He sits adjacent to you for a more intimate dining experience. The warm air keeps blowing your hair in your face. Bruno leans in and pushes it behind your ears. Caressing your face in the process he asks, “Are you happy?”. It stings but you smile and answer honestly, “Very”. You dine on shrimp and salmon while sipping on the smoothest malbec you’ve ever had. The ocean joins you for dinner as it greets your feet under the table. The sun has set and you are full. You’ve had A LOT of wine and Bruno has had ½ a bottle of Patron. By the time dinner is over, you can’t keep your hands off of him and he can’t keep his hands off your thighs. You both stumble back to the villa. You lay on the bed and watch Bruno at the window. He’s leaning on the window with one hand on side of the window frame while he runs the other hand through his hair. He is making a casual gaze out at the ocean look sexy as fuck. Your love is jumping. You make your way over to him. Wrapping your arms around him from behind, you stand on your tippy toes and kiss the back of his neck. He smiles and turns to kiss you. You smell that distinctive odor that can only be from one thing. Bruno lays the blunt down and turns around to hold you. “I love you, you know that don’t you?”. You smile wide, “Yes. I love you too Phil…I mean Bruno”. It was honestly a slip of the tongue. Bruno is so high from the weed and the alcohol he just laughs. “I know you still love him. I know you don’t love me like you love him”, he hits two puffs and holds you tighter. “But I can love you better than him. Because I know I make you come harder than he ever could”. You are so drunk you can’t stop giggling. “I been drankin, I been drankin”, you sing giggling in your best Beyonce voice. “BAWHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”, Bruno is cracking up, “You are adorable”. “So are you”, you whisper running your fingers through those thick curls. You lean in closer to him and feel his carrot harden quick. Bruno begins rubbing your thighs as he pulls your dress up over your head. You are pulling his pants off as he gently rubs your clit. You are already moaning. You step into him and grab his manhood firmly. Stroking it, you lick his lips then begin to suck on his bottom lip. He trembles. He begins walking you to the bed. Leaning you over the bed face down, he forcefully enters your love. You are so wet, he’s having a difficult time staying inside. You are much more aroused than normal. You must have caught a contact from that brown sugar still smoldering on the window sill. Sliding your hand down to your clit, you rub it gently while Bruno thrusts in and out of your love. The manual stimulation of your fingers coupled with the wall banging thrusts inflicted by Bruno causes your body to buck widely as your love squirts all over the side of the bed. Bruno is VERY pleased. “Can you handle another one?”, he whispers in your ear. Your legs are shaking so badly you can barely stand but you murmur, “Yes…”. He lays you on your back and places your legs on his shoulders as he pushes his ambition in and out of your desire. You can feel the fire re-ignite in your love at the same time you feel Bruno jerk inside of you. “Ahhhh…”, he groans. His pace quickens and he begins to bang your love mercilessly. You are loving every merciless hit. You scream, “Brrrrrrrunoooooo” just as he grips your hips and moans, “Niiiiiiiiikkiiiiiiiiiiii”. You feel his warm, wet affection running down your thighs. You both collapse into bed and just hold each other. You are both asleep in minutes. 

The next morning, you wake up to a text from Phil. “I kno I missed Ur birthday Baby Girl but I kno B planned a special day 4 U & I didn’t wanna mess that up. I hope U had an amazing time. I hav Ur gift when U get back. I miss U so much & I luv U”. You can feel the tears swelling in your eyes. You wipe your eyes and notice that Bruno is not in bed. You sit up, look out the window  and see him sitting outside on the beach. You get up, throw on his beater and decide to head out and join him. Before you do, you pick up your phone to respond to Phil’s text. Before you unlock your screen, you can’t help but notice the date, May 24th. You stop and think for a moment. “Oh my God”, you whisper, barely audible. You unlock your phone and open your Pink Pad app. You read the first screen, “7 days late”. You feel sick to your stomach. You begin to count back to the last time you and Phil were together. It was about 6 weeks ago. “Fuck!”. You can’t believe this. There is NO WAY you could be…it’s impossible…right? You slowly make your way out to the beach. Sitting next to Bruno you just stare off at the ocean. Bruno leans in and kisses your right cheek, “Good morning beautiful”. You can’t even respond. What the hell are you going to say? You look over at Bruno. “B”, you stammer. “What’s up? You look sick. Are you ok?”. “No. Bruno I’m…late”. “Late for what?”. You shake your head, “No. Bruno, I’m LATE”. He looks confused for a moment then, his eyes grow large, “Oh shit..”.

Turning Tables??

Bruno is staring directly at Phil. Phil pushes his glasses up on his nose, clears his throat and asks, “Can I come in?”. He’s holding a large bouquet of Stargazer Lilies in his arms. A stern look crosses Bruno’s face as he blocks the doorway. Phil looks at Bruno, throws up his hands and smiles, “Ok, ok. I get it brauh but I was talking to Nikki”. Bruno crosses his arms and doesn’t move. You smile at Bruno’s behavior. Walking away from the door, toward the balcony, you respond, “Philip I don’t want to talk to you”. Phil attempts to step across the threshold but Bruno quickly blocks him. Bruno and Phil are face to face. “Didn’t you hear what she said? She don’t wanna talk to you”, Bruno asserts with bass in his voice. Phil stares directly at Bruno and responds with a threat, “You need to back up brauh”. You immediately turn around and sprint to the door. You touch Bruno’s shoulder and he turns to face you. You smile at him and say, “It’s okay Baby. I got it”. He hesitates, glaring at Philip then backs up but doesn’t go far. Phil smiles at you, “Hey”. You respond with no emotion, “Philip, what do you want?”. “Nikki”, he says handing you the bouquet with a smile, “we really need to talk”. He glances over at Bruno and adds, “Just the two of us”. You ignore the bouquet and reply, “We have nothing to talk about Philip. Now, if you’d excuse me, I have a lot to finish up in here. You start to close the door but Philip blocks it, “Baby Girl, please, just hear me out”. Bruno walks up behind you. Phil glances up at him and removes his hand. You close the door and just stand there for a moment. You expect to feel angry or sad but you don’t feel anything. Bruno wraps his arms around you from behind. Turning to face him, you smile. He kisses you. Before he can ask the question that you know he’s thinking, you answer it. “I’m fine”. He laughs, “Are you sure?”. You squeeze him tight and plant a kiss on those perfect lips, allowing your tongue to dance with his. “Yes”, you murmur as he pushes you against the door and begins to kiss your neck. Removing your shirt, he begins kissing your breasts. He sucks each nipple until they are hard and tingling. He pulls off your shorts and panties then swiftly removes his own. Lifting you onto that carrot, he rests your back against the door as he thrusts deep into your love. “Mmmmm”, you moan loudly, gripping his forearms. He smiles wide knowing that he’s the cause of your moans. You begin grinding on that carrot then pause to kiss him. Switching things up, you start to bounce up and down on his hardness. Beads of sweat begin to form on his brow. He winces and murmurs something under his breath. You stop and caress his face. Staring into his eyes you whisper, “Baby, am I hurting you?”. He responds as if he’s in pain, “Nah…trying…not…to come…JESUS!!”. You laugh and continue to grind. Bruno is fighting a losing battle and finally gives in. “FUCK…”, he groans as his fist pounds the door and you feel him water your garden. You smile and kiss him softly. He holds you tight and whispers, “I love you Nikki”, just as something hits the opposite side of the door…HARD. You both jump. Bruno immediately pushes you out of the way while he pulls on his shorts and opens the door. All you hear is Phil yelling, “FUCK!!”, as he throws the lilies and stomps down the hallway. Bruno closes the door and looks at you smirking, “Oops”. You can’t help but feel bad. It was never your intention to hurt Phil. 

After arranging and rearranging your new bedroom furniture, you are ready for a nice warm bath. You are standing in the center of your bedroom admiring your new decor when Bruno walks up behind you and kisses the left side of your neck. He murmurs, “I’m going to run your bath. I’ll be right back”. You turn to him. He can read your mind before you speak. Placing his finger on your lips he whispers, “Hush woman”. He gives you a quick kiss and walks into the bathroom. You can’t help but smile as you sit on the edge of the bed and watch him walk away. The water in the tub is warm and soothing. The smell of eucalyptus fills your senses as Bruno slides in the tub behind you and begins to massage your shoulders and back. “Mmmmm…baby, this feels so good”, you confess. “I really needed this”, you sigh out loud. Kissing the top of your head, Bruno asks, “Are you happy?”. You smile and nod with your eyes closed. You can’t help but feel a little twinge in your chest hearing Bruno ask you that. Phil has always asked you the same exact thing and Bruno knows it. After a few minutes, you sense something in front of you, so you open your eyes. Bruno is holding a small black box in front of you. You look back at him as he smiles. “Open it”, he whispers kissing the top of your head. You push the box away and shake your head, “No. I can’t accept that Bruno”. “Woman, you don’t even know what it is. Just open it”. You are trembling. Is it because the water is getting cooler? Or is it the fear of finding a ring in that box? You reluctantly take the box from him. Taking a deep breath, you open it…slowly. There is a key inside, a familiar key. You take it out and realize it’s the same key you had when you stayed at Bruno’s for a little while. Confused you turn to face him. He smiles and says, “It’s yours to keep. I don’t want it back”. You smile, still confused. “Bruno, I don’t need a key to your house”. “No baby, that’s not just the key to my house, it’s the key to my heart and it’s yours forever”.

The next morning, Bruno finds you on the balcony. He stands watching you quietly in the doorway. You don’t notice him. “Sweetheart that’s great! Mommy is so proud of you! Oh…ok. Mommy loves you both VERY much. Bye, bye”. You hit the end button and just stare at your phone. A chill runs through you. You’re not sure if it’s from the brisk morning air or the fact that you miss your children more than anything. Bruno steps behind you and you nearly jump out of your skin. “You miss them a lot, don’t you?”, he whispers holding you tight. You don’t respond. He could NEVER understand. Besides, with all the legal shit your ex-husband has you tied up in, you don’t know if you’ll ever see them again. “Did you sleep well?”, you ask trying to change the subject. Bruno gets the hint, “Yup! Your new bed feels soooooooo good”. You force a laugh, still feeling sad. He senses it and squeezes you tight. “How about we get some breakfast?”. You know what he’s trying to do and let him. “Ok. Let’s go”.

You are both undercover at the IHOP smashing some red velvet pancakes. Every so often, Bruno glances at you and smiles. After the third time, you put your folk down and ask, “What?”.  He smiles, “Nothing”. You stare at him for a few seconds unconvinced then resume eating. He glances at you again. You drop your fork and demand an explanation, “WHAT, Bruno?!”. He stops and quietly lays his fork on his plate. Reaching for your hands, he interlaces his fingers with yours. Looking into your eyes he says, “I haven’t been this happy in a long time”. Your heart melts. You have no idea what to say, so you just smile. After filling your bellies, you walk out to the car hand in hand like teenagers. There is a HUGE grin on your face that has been missing for a while. Your text message alarms but you ignore it as you slide into the car. You and Bruno are getting your groove on to some reggae in the car on your way back to your place. “What a bam bam, bam bam dilla, bam bam…”, you both sing in unison, snapping and bouncing to the beat. You both continue singing and dancing on your way up to your condo. You always have so much fun when you are together. You are laughing and joking as you both turn the corner and proceed to walk down the hallway to your place when you see Philip sitting on the floor in front of your door. “You can’t be fuckin’ serious”, Bruno huffs. You can tell he’s irritated. Nothing good can come of them seeing each other right now. You decide to face Philip alone. “B, why don’t you head home? He clearly isn’t going to stop until I talk to him”. You rub his arms but he backs up. You are surprised by his reaction. “So, what…you wanna talk to him now? I mean…after everything Nikki? I thought we…”. You caress his face and kiss him gently. Looking deeply into his eyes, you whisper softly, “Bruno, nothing has changed. I still love you. Ok?”. He places his hands on your hips and twitches his face, “I don’t trust him. I know you still love him and…”. You interrupt him, “Baby, you have nothing to worry about. I promise”. He steps back and says, “Isn’t that what you told him about me?”. ‘Ouch’, that shit stings. “Bruno, I love you and I will see you later”, you kiss him and walk down the hallway toward what you hope isn’t a set up. 

You walk up to Philip and stand directly in front of him. He looks up and smiles. His smile makes you uncomfortable. It’s perfect and his dimples don’t make it any easier. “So, you let your guard dog go I see”, he remarks. You ignore the ugly comment. “Philip, what are you doing here?”, you ask walking past him to unlock your door. “I wanna talk to my Lady”, he replies matter of factly. Phil follows behind you as you enter your home. He closes the door as you place your bag on the table. “I’m NOT your Lady…”, you stop. “WAIT. How the HELL did you even know where I lived? I know Bruno didn’t tell you”. He scoffs, “He won’t tell me shit anymore. Just says, ‘I’m taking care of her. She’s fine’.”. You stare at him waiting for his answer. He sighs heavily and starts, “I…I uh…”. He’s hesitating. You cross your arms and scowl. “Look Nikki, don’t be mad but I uh…<heavy sigh>…I’ve…been following you”. He smiles awkwardly and waits for your reaction. You are so offended, you can’t react big enough. “WHAT???!!!!! So you’re STALKING ME??!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!! Not appropriate Philip, not appropriate AT ALL!!!”. You are pacing back and forth in your living room. “I don’t believe you!!! I just don’t believe you”. Philip walks over and grabs your upper arms. “You didn’t leave me any other choice Nikki!” You pull away from him and he let’s you go with a deep sigh. “I mean, you wouldn’t answer my calls nor would you see me. Then, YOU MOVED!”. You cut your eyes in his direction so hard he takes a step back. “You have got some nerve. You lie to my FACE about sleeping with that chick then expect me to just forget about it?!”. “Nikki, you never let me explain!”, he yells stepping closer to you. You uncross your arms and ball your fists at your sides. “I don’t care Philip!”, you spit back at him glaring. He steps even closer and reaches out for you. “Nikki, please…”, he pleads looking into your eyes as his voice softens. You step back slowly as you catch a whiff of his signature scent. That smell of baby powder and masculinity softens your demeanor slightly and you unclench your fists. You lean back on the wall, cross your arms and say, “Fine. Explain to me how your dick just fell into her vagina. Please, I’d love to hear all about it”. He smirks. “First of all, Baby Girl, I love you with everything I am. I’m sorry I hurt you”. You look away not wanting to see the sincerity in his eyes. He steps closer to you and holds both of your hands in his. You are staring at the wall, refusing to look at him. “There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t regret what I did. I was hurt and I just wanted you to hurt as much as me. But seeing your face when she…”, his voice cracks and he stops. You turn to face him. He’s looking down at his feet. He sniffs and looks up to meet your eyes. Caressing your face he continues, “I can’t get your expression out of my head. You just…”. He leans in close to you and speaks softly. “I will NEVER hurt you like that again. I promise”. He’s staring directly into your eyes and your heart is beginning to ache. His eyes are moistening. You look away. You can’t bare to see him cry. His face moves closer to yours. He turns your face to meet his and your lips touch lightly. Your love jumps and your nipples harden instantly. You can hear your heart racing as his thumb slowly rubs your lower lip. He leans in for a kiss. Your lips lightly graze his and you quickly back away. “Philip, you should go”, you say walking toward the door. He hangs his head and slowly walks toward the door. You are not so sure how you are feeling right now but you promised Bruno that nothing would happen so Phil has to go. You open the door and Phil walks into the hallway. He turns to face you and says, “Baby Girl, all I want is for you to be happy, even if it’s not with me”. He turns away and walks down the hallway. You stand there holding the door open unable to move.

The next evening you are leaving the hospital after finishing your shift. You didn’t get to eat lunch (again) so you are STARVING. You step out the door and Bruno is waiting for you leaning against his car. That perfect smile is melting away all the weariness of your shift. “Hey beautiful”, he smiles leaning up, giving you the duck face for a kiss. You kiss those perfect lips and everything is right with the world. The quick kiss begins to intensify as he grabs you by your scrub top pockets and pulls you close. You feel the warmth of this tongue in your mouth and you tremble slightly. You begin to hear people snicker and giggle as they walk past your VERY public display of affection. You step back and smile. “So, to what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you after work today?” “Well, I was wondering if my girlfriend wanted to accompany me to a little get together”. ‘Girlfriend?’, the word rings in your ears like the bells of Notre Dame. You’ve never thought about yourself as his girlfriend. Bruno’s lips are moving but you don’t hear a word. ‘When did I become his girlfriend?’, you continue to wonder. “So, you down?”, he asks walking you to the passenger side. “Uh…yeah. Wait, who’s getting together? And where?”, you ask hoping Phil won’t be in attendance. “Jam is having a little thing at his place. Uh, some of the guys will be there with their Ladies and his friends I guess. It should be fun! You wanna go?” Since Bruno doesn’t seem to be concerned about Phil being there, perhaps you shouldn't either. “Ok”, you agree. “But I need to shower and change first”. He smirks, “I thought you’d say that”. He closes the passenger side door. Sliding into the drivers seat, he smiles and looks over at you. “The party is probably gonna run late so how about I take you to your place, you can pack a bag and just stay with me tonight?”. He gently rubs your hands as he leans into you staring deeply into your eyes. You body temperature rises and you blush. “Uh…”, you try to think of a reason to say no. “Uh, what? You working tomorrow?”. “No…”, you admit. “Ok then. You can stay with me tonight”. You don’t know why but you feel weird about it. You’ve slept at Bruno’s many nights but this time it’s different and you can’t figure out why. You just smile and nod as Bruno pulls off.

You and Bruno arrive at Jamareo’s house. You notice that the party is in full swing as you walk up the driveway. You are moving slowly, glancing out of the corner of your eyes for Phil’s car. You feel a sense of relief when you don’t see it. Bruno puts his arm around your waist and kisses your left cheek, “You look beautiful tonight”. You blush. Bruno’s kiss and sincere compliment is all you need to push Phil out of your mind…at least for the moment. Walking through the door, Jam gives B some dap then greets you with a hug. “Nikki, glad you could make it! How have you been? How’s the new place?”. You and Jam stand chatting for a while as Bruno makes his way around the room. “I love my new place Jam. You gotta come by…”, you stop noticing that Jam is staring at the door. You turn and see Phil…with “her”. Jam looks at you with a mix of sympathy and concern. You smile politely. “Excuse me Jam”, you say walking away to find Bruno. You need to leave before you do or say something you regret. Bruno is at the bar with Phred and Ari. Tapping him on the shoulder you smile and say, “Baby, can I talk to you for a moment?”. Before he can answer, Philip walks up to the bar. “Hey guys! What’s happening?”. Bruno rolls his eyes and continues to sip his tequila. Phred smiles and nods looking cautiously from Bruno to Phil. Phil sets his eyes on you and doesn’t try to hide it. Bruno notices. “What the fuck are you looking at?”, he asks Phil standing to face him. ‘Shit!’, you say to yourself as you and Phred try to get Bruno to sit back in his seat. Phil laughs as “She” walks up to him and leads him to the dance floor. “Bruno”, you whisper, “let’s just go”. He shakes his head. “Nah, we are having a good time. Just ignore them”. He continues to sip. You take a deep breath and decide to head out to the deck. Fresh air always helps you feel better. You are gazing out at the night sky when a familiar hand caresses your lower back. You look over you shoulder just as Phil whispers, “Hey Baby Girl”, in your right ear. Your heart begins to race as he stands next to you. He looks so sexy in his red Possch. You absolutely love him in red. However, you don’t respond to him…well…honestly, you can’t respond. His signature scent is overloading your senses and you can’t think straight. Looking over at you he smiles. “You look amazing. You know I love that dress”. You look down and realize that you are actually wearing his favorite dress. You don’t respond and just look back up at the clear night sky. Phil slides closer to you. His arm brushes up against you. You start to walk away but he grabs your right hand and pulls you close. You are looking down at your feet as he says, “I miss you”. Your heart is aching. You pull your hand away from him and walk back inside. You are fervently looking for Bruno but walk right into “Her”. You couldn’t give two shits that you nearly caused her to spill her drink. She looks you up and down. You smirk. Using your better judgment, you turn to walk away. “So”, she starts, “Where should I send the bill for the glass that you broke in my boutique?”. You try your best to ignore her but she grabs your arm and you can feel your temper begin to emerge. Turning around, you look her straight in her eyes and calmly reply, “Fuck you bitch”. She actually looks surprised at your reaction. You stand staring at her waiting for her next move. She smiles and says, “You want a piece of me for fucking your man, don’t you?”. That did it. You grab her by her neck and throw her to the ground. She gets up swinging. Her right connects perfectly to your left jaw. You can feel your brain rattle around in your skull from that hit. That hard hit just pisses you off more. You kick your shoes off and return with a punch to her left eye. She stumbles and grabs at your face. Her ring scratches the corner of your right eye before you can block her and push her ass onto the floor. You are about to stomp the shit out of her when Phil and Bruno pull you back. “Baby Girl stop!”, Phil urges holding tightly to your upper arms. Bruno steps in front of you and caresses your face, “You ok?”. Before you can answer, “She” gets up and attempts to swing at you but Bruno pushes her away. She hits him on his back. You try to break free because she will NOT put her hands on Bruno. Phil holds you tighter. You can’t get to her. Bruno stands as a blocker between you. “Maybe you should just leave”, Phil states frankly. “She” looks hurt. “I don’t fucking believe this”, she says to herself aloud. “You’re picking HER over me? But she HURT you!!”, she paces back and forth in disbelief. “You are so stupid!”, she laughs. You want to smack her for insulting him but Phil WILL NOT let you go. Phil whispers in your ear, “Nikki, I’m not letting you go - calm down”. You sigh deeply feeling defeated and decide to stop struggling. “She” stands watching you and Phil interact in disbelief. “Phil?”, she asks - her voice cracking. Phil doesn’t respond. Tears fill her eyes as she turns and runs out the door. Phil finally lets you go. You are standing between Phil and Bruno as the entire party stares at you. They both blurt out at once, “You ok?”. You shake your head yes. I mean physically you’re fine, just a little bruised but emotionally you feel stuck…again. You look at Phil who is holding and stroking your left hand. You take it away and use it to rub your throbbing forehead. The tension is killing you. Bruno looks at you from the side and says quietly, “Nikki?”. You glance at him and reply, “I just need some air. Excuse me”. You walk toward the door and see Jamareo talking to a friend on the couch. You walk over and interrupt. “Jam, I apologize for my actions just now. I shouldn’t have caused a scene at your party. I’ll pay for any damages”. Jam gets up and flashes his sweet smile. Hugging you tight he says, “Nikki, it’s cool. I understand. You ok?”. You are NOT ok. You can feel tears forming and quickly excuse yourself. You briskly walk out to the driveway and lean against Bruno’s car. You just want to go home. Covering your face with your hands, you let the emotions of the night flow down your cheeks. After a few minutes, someone removes your hands from your face. It’s Phil. Wiping your eyes he doesn’t say a word, he just holds you in his arms as you listen to his heartbeat. After a few minutes, you look up at him and he kisses you softly. Phil brushes the hair from your face. Holding your face in his hands, he kisses your forehead. You wrap your arms around him and stare into his eyes. Despite his infidelity, you still love him more then anything. “I’m sorry”, you say softly. He gives you a confused look. You begin to explain, “I’m sorry for not listening to you. I’m sorry for not telling you when I moved. I’m sorry…”. He places his finger on your lips and kisses you. “I forgive you”, he whispers. You squeeze him tight. Phil steps back. He stoops down to face you eye to eye. Caressing your face, he speaks softly but sincerely, “I was wrong for what I did. I’m sorry. I should have never slept with her. I’m sorry for lying to you. I’m sorry…”. Now it’s your turn. You smile and place your fingers on his lips, “I forgive you”. He smiles and pulls you close. He quickly picks you up and spins you around. “Put me down!”, you laugh, playfully hitting his shoulders. Putting you down, his hands slide from your hips to your thighs and your love jumps. You can feel that python poised and ready to strike and you are so ready to be bitten. You’re face to face. Your gazes are intense. The sexual tension between you is unmistakable. Phil leans in for another kiss. His hands fondle EVERY inch of your body as you lightly suck his tongue. You forget where you are and drop to your knees. Unleashing that python you place it in your mouth and suck the life out of it. Phil is moaning so loudly you feel the vibrations in your mouth. He stands you up. He pulls your dress up as he forces you face down on the trunk of Bruno’s car. He rips off your panties and tosses them. Caressing your neck he enters you slowly and starts to grind inside your love. It’s been months since Phil has been inside of you and at that moment, you realize just how much you have missed him. With each thrust you sigh and push your wetness onto that willing python. Your walls grip his manhood and you feel his legs quiver. He turns you over and you straddle him just like he likes. Riding your pony, he kisses your breasts and caresses your back. You want to scream each time that python taps your walls but you can’t. You grind and swerve on your python until that fatal bite releases his venom and yours. You slide down and stand, holding on to Phil for stability. You are both trying to catch your breath. You hold each other for a few minutes, enjoying a post coidal cuddle. You kiss him goodbye and try to walk away but Phil pulls you close again. You smile and surrender. Laying your head on his chest you squeeze your man tight and he holds you even tighter. The sound of his heartbeat is your favorite song and right now, it’s on repeat. You are so busy listening, you don’t hear the sound of footsteps walking toward you…