I obliged and we both fell asleep wrapped in each others arms.

I got up and felt two huge arms wrapped around me. I thought about the memories of last night. Shawn was still sleeping so I crept out of bed and went to handle my morning duties. I checked my phone and I had five missed calls, all from Michael. I debated on whether or not I should call him back, and decided I'll do it later.

I went back into my room and Shawn was still sleep. He looked so cute all curled up. I watched him until my stomach started growling. I called room service and ordered the whole nine: bacon, pancakes, waffles, eggs, French toast, sausage. They came in a matter of ten minutes. Once I got the food and went back to Shawn and woke him up.

"Shawn..Shawn.."I whispered lightly. He didn't move.

"Shawn come on, The foods here. I got baconnnn" I said bacon knowing that, that was one of his favorite foods to eat. He nudged slightly and shifted his position. I huffed and went to my last resort. I got on top of him and jumped up and down on him, surfboard style.

I kept jumping and jumping while his manhood started to rise. I kept on going while screaming his name. For each scream there was a bounce,  he finally moaned "bey..." . I stopped and looked at him. "Shawn" without any warning he thrust his pelvis up and grabbed my hips causing my to bounce. He went faster and faster. I can't lie and say it didn't feel good because it did. I looked down and say Shawn with his eyes closed and his mouth open. I wanted to kiss him so damn bad but I refrained and slapped him. He woke and I laughed. He moved his hands and I got off of him. There was a huge wet stain where I was sitting and I already knew what it was. Shawn didn't say anything he just covered his bulge and went into the bathroom. I guess he needed to fix his little situation. He walked out slow and looked a tad bit embarrassed.

"Shawn. You Ok now?"

"Yea Beyoncé, look  I'm sorry about what happened. I just felt you and  its been a minute before I had sex. I was just --"

"Shawn its Ok. I was the one who started it. Its been a while for me too. 5 months to be exact."

"Try two years and then come talk to me"

"Wow two years. Why so long?"

"Well I wasn't quite ready to be with someone after Jerome's mother passed away. I really loved her. "

"Oh I'm sorry. Shawn"

"Its alright but did you really have to wake me up like that" -_-

"Yea well you wouldn't wake up any other way" I laughed and walked towards my breakfast.

Shawn and I sat down at the table and had small talk.

"Thank you " I said

"Umm...for what?"

"For last night. I didn't really have anyone else to talk to so when you came it made me feel better."

"Well then your welcome, but I'm going to have to go soon and pick up Jerome. Maybe I could have your number."

"Ok yea sure. Its 2122020611. Call me so I can save yours." Shawn called and I made sure I saved it under a very special name.

We finished eating breakfast and then Shawn left.

It was only 9 so I got ready for work. It was only half a day so I got dressed. I didn't have to come into work until 11 because I was the principal and I made my own damn rules and I had already called in.  I was planning on stopping bye the loft to grab the last of my things but as many know I tend to procrastinate.

I decided to go ahead and put on some TV. TMZ was on. I loved this show so much. They had bae on one day (idris elba) and ever since I always watched it. Any who the end of the show was on and next thing you know I see shawn. YES, SHAWN. They caught him leaving my hotel and started asking about who he was seeing and the typical questions. Shawn just laughed. I know Shawn owned a couple companies and things but I didn't know he was famous. That probably explained why he never came to pick up Jerome except for that one time. I googled his name and low and behold. His wikipedia page pops up. Turns out  he owns ROC-a-fella records, v and h shoes, The nets, and has his own damn fragrance.

I sat on the couch in disbelief. I didn't know what to do with myself. The shock eventually left my system and I went to take a hot shower and get ready for my day. I was ready by 10

Making my way over to the loft. I thought about all the things i'd say to Michael if I saw him or if I'd say anything at all. In 20 minutes I was there and going up the elevator. I still had the key so I just let myself in.

It was quiet and weird. I never thought I'd see the day where  I'd be moving out and leaving Michael. I kind of missed him but I refuse to come back to him. I heard some sounds and assumed he was in the bedroom. I hurriedly walk back and I see this bitch going through my shit.

"What the hell are you doing?" I said beyond pissed.

"I was just looking.." Erica Spoke as she kept looking through my draws.

"Well imma need you to back the fuck up and leave my shit alone."

"Whatever, bitch." She stepped away mumbling  and sat on the bed as she watched me pack the last of my things.

"Close your mouth before I close it for you?"

"I doubt you'll do that. My fiance wouldn't like that at all." Erica said as a smirk slide onto her face.

"Your what?"

"You heard me, my fiancé." Erica flashed my ring that I gave back and wiggled her little fingers.

"Damn, you really think you got someone special honey. Baby you are nothing but sloppy seconds. You got him after me and you got that ring right after me. You ain't shit, you're nothing but a homewrecker. But hey that's not my issue anymore. He went from a 10 to a fucking two."

"You know what.  No matter what you say I know you'll always love him and your always gonna want him, but you can't. He doesn't want your old washed up ass. He told me all your problems. You and him had been trying for how long to have a baby? Oh right you can't have any. Bitch you think you're all so fucking mighty but you're not. You think any man is gonna want to marry you when they find out you can't have kids or even keep a baby. Mhmm he told me about your miscarriage as well. They'll drop you in a minute for someone like me baby. Someone who's independent, smart and fertile."

I was speechless. I felt the tears sting my eyes. I zipped up my bag and ran out of there as fast as I could. Never have I ever experienced so much pain and hurt except for when I lost my child. I can't believe she would throw that back in my face.

I texted Michael "how the hell could you the her about the baby and my problem. You are so fucking inconsiderate. I hate you and I dare your little punk ass to ever talk to me again" I had so many emotions going through me at this very moment that I didn't know what to do.

It was almost 11 so I got my car and drove to school. I put on my shades because my eyes were red and puffy.  I waved to everyone and went straight for the office. I didn't see any kids today because I couldn't deal right now. I shouldn't have even came today. Around 1 I heard a bunch of commotion going on, in the front office which was connected through mine.

"Sir sir you can't go in there" my secretary yelled at somebody. I started getting scared.

My door barged open and Michael stood in front of me. He was fuming. He never looked so mad.

"So what? You think you can just roll up on my fiance and start talking shit huh?"

"Michael please just go"

"Hell Nah. She told me how you came to the loft and started going off on her talking about she was sloppy seconds and a homewrecker. Then you tell her she ain't shit. I swear Beyoncé you better not ever bring your ass around her again."

"Michael don't you dare talk to me like that. I didn't--"

"NO, shut the fuck up and listen. You were really in your feelings. First of all, Don't sit there and text my ass talking about you hate me and shit because we both know better. Second of all, I don't give a fuck if you didn't want her to know that you couldn't have kids. Your infertile ass. You so fucking useless. THAT'S WHY I CHEATED. THATS WHY I LEFT. THATS WHY IM MARRYING HER AND NOT YOUR SORRY ASS AND YOU KNOW WHAT THE SAD THING IS, WHEN YOU DID GET PREGNANT  YOU COULDNT EVEN CARRY THE DAMN BABY, SO BEY DONT TRY AND COME FOR HER WHEN YOU JUST AS FUCKED UP AS SHE IS OR WORSE.DON'T FUCK WITH ME OR MY GIRL AGAIN" Michael yelled and left me while i burst out in tears. I couldn't keep my composure. I had been leaning against the wall but by now I was sitting on the floor with my knees in my chest. I can't help that I can't have kids or that I couldn't carry my baby. I did everything that I could and I still lost it. I lost the love of my life because I couldn't carry his baby. That shit stung and I don't know how I'll recover from something like that.

I heard a knock at my door, but I couldn't get up. It was my secretary, Kelly. "Bey oh my god are you Ok?"

I nodded seeing as though that was the only thing I could do. I was rocking and swaying as Kelly tried to console me.

"I need him."I said through sobs.

"Michael?"

I shook me head "Shawn"

"Um..Jerome's father."

I nodded and Kelly got up and left. I couldn't hear her what she said but she was talking to someone hopefully him. It wasn't thirty minutes later when I saw Shawn walk through the door. He looked at me with sorrow in his eyes.  Shawn knelt down next to me and hugged me. He didn't say anything, he just hugged me.......