Bonus Chapter Pt.3 is up. I apologize for the late update but I was busy, so I only had time to update the one bonus chapter for Guilty Pleasures.

SideNote: If you know how De'Mario & Shawny do, then you should know that things is gone get a little nasty but then again, it's gone be so romantic. ♡

De'Mario's POV:

"When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see
No I won't be afraid
Oh, I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me

So darling, darling
Stand by me, oh stand by me
Oh stand, stand by me
Stand by me

If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
All the mountains should crumble to the sea
I won't cry, I won't cry
No, I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me

And darling, darling
Stand by me, oh stand by me
Oh stand now, stand by me
Stand by me

So darling, darling
Stand by me, oh stand by me
Oh stand now, stand by me, stand by me
Whenever you're in trouble won't you stand by me
Oh stand by me, oh won't you stand now, stand
Stand by me"

I sing along to Stand By Me Ben E. King as I cook breakfast for my baby girl. She loves old school music and this is one of her favorites. After this goes off I think Imma do some Bachata to the Prince Royce version. Yes, a nigga can dance. You forgot I was Hispanic too, huh? A hood nigga, is a good nigga. They know everything. Or atleast a little bit about everything. Cooking, I just so happen to know about because I had to learn. My skills got better, though.

Water boiling, pan greasing, egg cracking,grit pouring, cheese melting, sausage frying, pancake sizzling, butter spreading, biscuit baking, gravy tasting, and orange juice spilling breakfast. After all the hard work, I made Shawny's plate and washed out everything I used. I placed her plate, juiced, a rose, and a little children's Valentine's day card (with the sucker in it that we for Maria's class room) on a tray. I brought the tray upstairs and set it on the night stand while I wake her up.

Me: "Baby.." I shook her. "Baby, wake up."

Shawny: "Hmm.." She groaned.

Me: "Come on, Bae. I made you breakfast." I bribed.

Shawny: "Nigga, you can't cook." She smiled and stretched.

Me: "You can't eat, like I do. So, we're even." I smirked.

Shawny: "You irri Bae." She laughed. She sat up and pulled me on top of her. Her lips capture mine and touched them softly. I was hipnotized my her lips. She pulled away slowly and smirked.

Me: "I suggest you quit doing that shit out of nowhere." I said pointing at the excitement bulging out of my pants. She giggled and didn't make it no better. "Stop playing, Bae. Here, eat this food."

Shawny: "Aww, you brought me breakfast in bed." She smiled as I place the tray over her lap. She glanced at the Valentine's card with the sucker stuck through it and burst out in laughter. "Maria gone kick yo ass once she see this missing from the box."

Me: "I'll buy her another one" I laughed. "Or, I can give it back to her If you don't want it."

Shawny: "I do, it's a gift from the King himself. Why wouldn't I?" She smiled. I leaned in and gave her a kiss. "Thank you"

Me: "You're more than welcome, babygirl." I smiled back.

She began to eat but as always, ended up sharing with me. She actually fed me as If it was my food. A nigga can't turn down food, I tried. Now, her crazy ass laughing at me. I love moments like this. We end up having long conversations about random shit. She just love talking to me and I cherish that about her. The best part is that She's never boring. Im glad she knows that If you wanna talk all the time, you gotta keep it interesting. I don't even notice that time be going by when we talk because she keeps me alive.

Shawny: "Biggie was a good artist, no lie, but Tupac was better." She claimed. "Tupac was educated and smart. He made a lot of bullshit ass music but also alot of inspiring music. I don't think Biggie was relevant besides the fact that him and Tupac was beefing and they died to close from each other in the same manner, that's it." She shrugged.

Me: "I don't like neither one If them muhfuckas cause tupac was a fucking fagot and biggie was wack. Tupac was a great artist but other than that, I wouldn't fuck with him." She playfully smacked my shoulder at my bluntness. We shared a laugh too.

Shawny: "Don't be so mean, he wasn't a faggot, Bae." She laughed.

Me: "Yeah, right. He did ballet with Jada Pinkett, don't play with me. You can't be wearing a tutu and then come out and start speaking gangster shit.That's a fufu ass nigga."

Shawny: "Yes you can, he's an actor. That's what actors do." She took a sip of her orange juice. "You can't use what he did or use to do mess up your perception of him."

Me: "Shitttt, Whitney still a crackhead, Micheal still like lil boys, and Chris still a women beater. We both know that." I smirked.

Shawny: "So, they're still the greatest. Whitney had an amazing voice. Michael was so creative and I loved everything about him. Chris has an amazing voice too, plus Rhianna deserved it." She smacked her lips.

Me: "No woman deserves to get hit by a man, let alone beat like she did."

Shawny: "Bae, you're right and I agree. I just think that Rhi used that to take his fame away from him and it really messed up his career."

Me: "True, I feel you but explain Kae's face a few months ago." I pointed out.

Shawny: "I really like Kae but she already knew his temper before they got together. She Let's him do that to her and I have no more sympathy over it. I believe Chris is a wonderful person although he can be cruel at time. He's a man and men make mistakes. He'll learn sooner or Later, she just need to put her foot down. Im not going to butt into their relationship." She explained.

Me: "He's not a man If he putting his hands on the woman he says he love."

Shawny: "I see why you're upset, and since that's your brother, older brother at that, you can feel that way but look at it this way... How would you like it If everyone called you a women beater?"

Me: "But Im not."

Shawny: "I know you're not, but do you remember those times, D? No, you don't. So, how can you sit up here and blame him?" She nearly started tearing up, I can hear it in her voice. It kinda hurt me too but I was also mad.

Me: "Did you really have to bring that shit up?"

Shawny: "Im sorry,baby." She grabbed my face and kissed my lips sweetly."I just had to get my point across. You're mistakes can either make you or break you. But that's life. The way I see it, your mistakes shouldn't define who you are as a person If your Good decisions out weigh them."

Me: "Yeah, I feel you. That's real shit.

Shawny: "If Chris never had a bad temper. If Whitney didn't do crack. If Michael wasn't so damn friendly with children, and you weren't abusive when got overly drunk off liquor. Chris wouldn't be Chris.Michael wouldn't be Michael. Whitney wouldn't be Whitney. And you wouldn't be the man that I married. Everything happens for a reason."

Me: "Damn, I never thought of it that way." My baby smart. That's why I love her.

Shawny: "Well, there you go. Come on, Let's go wash these dishes." She attempted to get up.

Me: "No, hell no. You sit right here. I'll take care of the dishes and run you some bath water. I got Chu, baby girl." I demanded. I picked up the tray.

Shawny: "You've done to much already, it's okay Bae. I got it." She tried slipping out of bed.

Me: "I haven't done enough. Now, I ain't gone tell you again. Lay down." I said sternly. She sighed and grabbed my arm.

Shawny: "Thank you, Daddy." We engaged in a kiss and pulled away.

Me: "I'll be right back, don't move." I kissed her forehead. I walked out the room and downstairs with the tray in my hands.

De'Shawn's POV:

I love him, He's great. The married life gives me more breaks. I get treated like a queen rather than a princess. A queen is so much better. Once D came back upstairs, he picked me up bridal style and carried me to the bathroom. He set me on the counter as he washed out the tub, even though it's already clean because I am a germaphobic, and he runs my bath water.

Me: "Bae, we're married. We don't celebrate Valentine's Day anymore. That's what our anniversary is for." I smelled his beautiful red rose he gave me.

D: "So, I can't have fun?" He smacked his lips playfully.

Me: "Im just messing withchu, You bet not, forget our anniversary, though." I teased.

D: "I still remember the date of the day that I met you." He mixed the bubbles and bath essentials in the water.

Me: "Really?" I kind of feel bad because I don't remember.

D: "Yeah, how can I forget the day I fell in love with you?" He lifted me off the counter and onto the floor.

He pulled my shirt over my head and unhooked my bra. I stepped out of my underwear and he picked me up. He set me inside of the soothing bath water. I instantly felt tired. He reached for my right leg and began massaging my foot.

Me: "You're a wonderful man, D"

D: "I try," He smiled.

Me: "I bet your dad is very proud of you." He didn't respond and he went into deep thought for a second. His smile soon dropped. "You turned out great without him"

D: "I had no choice, he didnt want me. Remember?" He smirked. "I hope he cant sleep at night for the shit he put me through... But its all good because he tried to fix it. Right? After nineteen fucking years, he wants me now?! Huh?" He shouted and startled me, causing me to jump. "Im sorry, Baby. I just..."

Me: "Its okay, I shouldnt have said anything." I scooted closer to him and placed my hand on his leg.

D: "Nah, I shouldn't have snapped on you like that. I didn't mean to." He rubbed his face and ran his fingers through his dreads.

I can tell this is something he always wanted to say. I always wondered why every since that mission with my "parents" D haven't really had a conversation with his father. I talk to Mr.Smith a lot more than he does. D holds on to alot of hate and he doesn't like to forgive.

Me: "Baby, stop holding on to that. You gotta let that go. Look, I know it hurts especially If he has never apologized to you. But you need to forgive him because I know he can't sleep at night for that reason. You'll never forget and it could never be forgotten but holding this hate inside will kill you. The mistakes he made affected more than his life and I think knows that just as much as you want him to know it." I sighed and held his hand. "You need to speak to him, tell him how you feel. I think you two really need it. He's lonely, Bae. He needs your forgiveness. That's why he doesn't come around. He's too stubborn to say it, sounds like someone you know?"

D: "Yeah," He scoffed and shook his head.

Me: "Why haven't you ever spoke to me about this?" It's been almost 10 years and he hasn't said a thing about it.

D: "Because.." he took a deep breath and looked at me with glistening eyes. "It hurts." Tears streamed down his face but he wasnt crying, just hurt. I couldn't do much but rub his leg right now. He covered his face and wiped his tears. "When I was little, I hated him with every bone in my body. But there was a little part of me that was hoping he never knew about me, or couldn't take care of me because he was young. I would have forgave him on spot, that's how I felt on the inside. After finding out that he knew about me this whole time, and he CHOSE not to take care of me, I want to show him that I never needed him to begin with. He ain't did shit for me but give me life. I dare him to tell me that He's the reason that I found you because that's some bullshit he done pulled out his ass. I found YOU. I chose you, I decided that I wanted to love you. He just want to use me to get back at some niggas that he didn't like. WE took care of that shit and they cleaned up our tracks. So, don't try to convince me that he did anything for me. If that was the case, I wouldn't have married you. Case closed. This is my life and Ive been on my own since I was old enough to take care of myself. The only mfs that did shit for me was Eric and YOU. If it wasn't for you two, I would definitely be dead and aint doing shit in my life. Period."He got up and stormed out the bathroom. I sat in the tub with mixed feelings.

My baby is hurt, I don't know what to say. This happened out of nowhere. Standing I up began washing my body. Once, I was done I drained the tub and dried off. I washed out the tub and brushed my teeth. I blow dried my hair and walked back into the room. D was sitting on the bed with his head in his hands. I feel bad for starting this conversation on Valentine's Day. That's a conversation him and I has never had and I guess all it took a compliment pertaining to his father to trigger his breakdown. I walked towards him with my towel wrapped around my body and stand between his legs.

Me: "I love you," I lifted his chin up and kissed his lips deeply. He pulled away hugged me tightly.

D: "I love you too," He kissed the crook of my neck. "Get dressed, I'll be downstairs."

Me: "Where we going?" I looked up at him.

D: "No where special," He winked.

Bipolar ass.

De'Mario's POV:

A nigga got emotional for a min, I had to leave the bathroom and get myself together. We won't ever speak of that shit again. That wasn't supposed to come out. Anyway, I came downstairs to let her get dressed in anything she wanted cause I want to take her star gazing in the back. I got everyone to turn all their lights out at 9 so that we can sit out in the field grass and stare the the stars. She's never seen the milkyway in person before and I want to give her the chance to. That's why I bought this crib, so she can see the stars and go to the beach to watch the sunset. I soon heard her footsteps coming down the stairs and surprisingly, she decided to match me. We both have on Chicago 23, Jordan Jerseys on with the rose background. We have on white jeans and custom made timbs with the rose background hers was heels though. Her hair is pulled back into a simple ponytail that's look sexy on her. She doesn't have on make up and I love it when she goes natural for me. It makes me wanna marry her all over again.

Me: "Hey Mami, Como tu te llama?" I said flirtatiously and whistled at her.

Shawny: "Don't be using your Spanish on me boy" She strut her way towards me. "Let's do some Bachata, Papi" She winked.

Me: "You ain't said nothing but a word." I smirked and cut on Darte Un Beso by Prince Royce. "Watch ya feet." I chuckled and grabbed her hips. I held her waist with one hand and we clasped hands with the my other.

" Amarte como te amo es complicado
Pensar como te pienso es un pecado
Mirar como te miro está prohibido
Tocarte como quiero es un delito

Ya no sé qué hacer
Para que estés bien
Si apagar el sol
para encender tu amanecer

Falar en portugués
Aprender a hablar francés
O bajar la luna hasta tus pies

Yo sólo quiero darte un beso
Y regalarte mis mañanas
Cantar para calmar tus miedos
Quiero que no te falte nada

Yo sólo quiero darte un beso
Llenarte con mi amor el alma
Llevarte a conocer el cielo
Quiero que no te falte nada

Si el mundo fuera mío te lo daría
Hasta mi religión la cambiaría
Por ti hay tantas cosas que yo haría
Pero tú no me das ni las noticias

Y ya no sé qué hacer
Para que estés bien
Si apagar el sol
Para encender tu amanecer

Falar en portugués
Aprender a hablar francés
O bajar la luna hasta tus pies

Yo sólo quiero darte un beso
Y regalarte mis mañanas
Cantar para calmar tus miedos
Quiero que no te falte nada

Royce

Yo sólo quiero darte un beso
Llenarte con mi amor el alma
Sólo quiero darte un beso
Quiero que no te falte nada

Yo sólo quiero darte un beso
Llevarte a conocer el cielo
Sólo quiero darte un beso
Quiero que no te falte nada

Yo sólo quiero
Eh eh eh
Yo sólo quiero darte
Quiero que no te falte nada"

We swayed and twisted to the rhythm. She sure can move her damn hips but I got the footwork. She can't handle a nigga, I move quick like Speedy Gonzalez. By the time the song was over, I had her tired but she was having too much fun so we danced to. Dulce by Prince Royce.

Shawny: "I ain't know, Papi could dance like that." She smiled.

Me: "Shit, you ain't seen nothing yet." I dipped her slowly and rubbed her thigh as she lifted her leg. I snapped her back up and pulled her close abruptly. She smiled with satisfaction.

Shawny: "Im loving this, I think we should stop before you make me take off my clothes." She put her thigh down After feeling my boner.

Me: "Or we-"

Shawny: "I just got dressed, you should've tried to have sex with me upstairs." She walked away into the kitchen.

Me: "I do what I want." I mumbled and chuckled when she raised her eyebrow at me. Damn, she look good. "Happy Valentine's Day, Beautiful."

Shawny: "Happy Valentine's Day, Handsome." She sat on the counter and I got hypnotized. Her long sexy legs. Her juicy pink plunp lips, her ocean deep dimples, her shining Brown eyes, her pearly white teeth... "Bae."

Me: "Huh?" She snap me out my thoughts but then lured me back in when she took off her heels and told me to take off my Jersey.

We ended up making love all day long until the sun was completely down and I drove out into the field. We cuddled up in a blanket and she seen the milkyway for the first time.

Shawny: "This is beautiful, Thank you Baby." She kissed me sweetly.

Me: "Anything for my babygirl." I kissed her forehead, nose and then lips.

I spent my Valentine's Day with my wife instead of in a jail cell or a grave. Im grateful for Shawny, that's why I treat her the way I do. Without her, I'll be just like my trifling ass Daddy, lonely and miserable. But guess what? Im sleeping better at night, I got a wife, I got my career, I got my daughter, and I got my own. Fuck who ain't wit it. ✌

♡ Happy Valentine's Day Bitches ♡