This argument with Gina wasn't unexpected for the rest of us. Actually, we all talked about boundaries with her before her and Brian stepped in the place. This happens every game night she's here.

Then again, she was only at two before she stopped coming and everything was fine. Carmon warned him about bringing her again and he wouldn't listen. After so many months, he thought about bringing her again and Tiffany thought it'd be a good idea to give her a second chance.

I will never know why the hell Carmon listened to her sister this one time. She never listens to her but I bet she learned her lesson now.

What was really shocking to us was seeing Brian slam the door behind her and leaving her to bang against the door. He was so adamant about changing her or something. Thinking that we'd see her different but you know what they say, right?

Can't turn a hoe into a housewife?

Alright, maybe that doesn't apply to me and everybody's situation can be different. For the most part, it's a true statement and that's what Brian was going through. A hoe still being a hoe and wanting wife benefits. Just wasn't his time yet.

He tried hiding those few tears coming down his face but I caught them sneaking down his cheeks. This guy was truly hurt because he never cries like that. Couldn't have been because of Gina though. He knew how she was and still stayed with her. There was something else going on and I wanted to get to the bottom of it.

As Rena gave him a hug to calm him down, Jess moved to the banging door with Mario coming right behind her. When she opened the door, she said "You wanna beat on people's doors, bitch! Get the fuck over here!"

Good thing Mario caught her and Gina got away on her heels. Jess trying to break out of Mario's hold as Tiff ran to remind Jess about getting better.

It was a wild party at my place that I didn't ask for and it was stressing me the hell out after a while. Had there been close neighbors around, they'd be standing outside watching everything unfold and it'd be in the news the next day. Thank goodness we lived out in the country where you're not right next to someone.

"Trent, what's the plan? This is getting out of hand." Carmon reminded me while resting her head against my shoulder and watching everything unfold with worry on her face. Her manicured bottom lip peeking back in between her teeth.

"Let me talk to Brian. I know why he did what he did. You just get everyone together and keep them from doing anything else stupid."

My words from last night's phone call probably got through to him but I wanted to confirm that. Plus, as someone who's been through this before, I wanted to tell him the next steps. What's next for him as a now single man.

Tapping him on the shoulder, I catch him wiping his face and looking down at the ground knowing what to do next. Rena looked up at me with the same worried look in her eyes but all I could do was give her the nod of security. He'll be alright.

He walked towards the kitchen as I followed, watching Carmon get everyone together in the living room. A wink and an air kiss were sent my way from my beau and I had to grab that before it flew off like a frightened bird.

Sitting across the table from Brian as he continued wiping the tears off his face, I sighed at the sight of it all with a "Dry that shit up. Now."

Hell yeah, I said it and there's a good reason why that came out of my mouth. If you know Brian, you know he needed to hear that.

"Bruh, I'm tr-"

"I don't want to hear that. Dry it up. Now. You're doing all of this because you feel guilty and embarrassed. As you should but sitting here crying is not gonna help you get past all of this. You have to face this head on like the man you claim to be. You just did the easy part. Now, you gotta get through the hard part and we'll help you do that but you have to want it."

He let out a frustrating sigh and looked away while I continued with "Ask for forgiveness and apologize. It'll help you grow. Even if you feel they won't forgive you, do it anyway. So sick of men putting their pride above everything and everyone else. Sometimes, pride needs to be shoved to the back like that terrible cereal you bought, tried, and don't want to eat anymore."

Brian rolled his eyes and threw his arms up in the air like he just wanted to give up. "Trent, I don't wanna hear all of that shit right now. Y'all go around preaching at me and shit. If y'all gonna give me advice-"

"Hold on, player. What you won't do is tell me what you will or won't hear in my own damn house. You got the wrong one, man."

That's something that won't be tolerated in my house. When you don't want to hear something in someone else's house, there's this thing called a door. Open it and leave.

"Now, you should've stepped out of this situation while you had the chance. Before it got out of control. When you stop doing stupid shit, we'll stop preaching to you. It's like talking to a bird when talking to you. They stare at you and continue shitting on cars after you've told them not to do that. You keep wondering why people keep giving you the fists and play the victim when something happens to you."

His chin stiffened at my words as his fists clenched together on the table as if to scare me in my own house. Looking like a pissed off toddler. Candy.

Chuckling at his look, I finished off with "Look, life is fucking you in the ass right now because you keep underestimating it and playing around with it like it's some fucking toy. Let me tell you something. Life with humble you and turn you into its bitch if you keep playing with it the way you do. This is only the begi-"

"Are you done yet?"

Looking up from the table and at him questionably, I took the time to ask "Have you asked yourself the same? Are you done acting like you have no brain? If not, let me slap some sense into that empty skull of yours, you dipshit. Don't bite the hand that feeds you, boy."

Silence fell over the kitchen with Brian watching me as if lasers were coming from his eyes. Suddenly, his face changed and his hands fell over his pretty boy face as he spoke in his hands. "It was her insulting Rena that made me do that."

Bam! There we go! He finally admits it. We all know it but he keeps denying his feelings for Rena due to his many rejections with her. It's not the rejection that's making him fail though. He needs to know that.

"Makes a ton of sense seeing how you wouldn't even give Grayson a smile or handshake. You need to work on yourself. Work with your daughter and love on her while working on yourself. You haven't done that in years, my friend."

Brian's face scrunched up at my idea like my last idea didn't work for him. Bam! Now he's single all over again and can roam freely. No more baggage. He can start all over and learn how to be by himself. He should happy about that.

"How does that-"

"When you love yourself, you grow up and the blessings keep coming like a plethora of fish in an ocean for a fisherman. They just happen and you can't help but be grateful for them. When you do good for yourself, you do good towards others. Like you should be with that blessing in the living room. Be grateful she's still your friend. Good things come when they feel you're ready for them."

Standing up from the kitchen table, I watched him nod his head and reflect. "Maybe you're right. Just want to know where to start. I got a lot of catching up to do with T."

I shouldn't feel annoyed by this because Brian seriously doesn't know how to deal with himself and love himself. He's had a woman every five minutes and that's what he's used to. He's never been by himself. Having a woman in his corner all the time is a coping mechanism for him.

"Spend time with just your daughter this weekend. Say no when Rena tries to come pick her up. Take her to that private school and start putting your coins into your child's future. That private school is going to take her places. Eat by yourself, read a book, take yourself to a movie. Hell, jerk off to some really good porn so you can please yourself. Anything that'll make you feel good and won't get you into any trouble. You got me?"

A burst of laughter sounded throughout the kitchen from the both of us while he stood up to walk towards me. Giving me a small hug, he said "Thanks, man."

"Anytime. Don't do anything stupid and watch how you talk to me in my house or else your pretty little face becomes a pancake for our next breakfast. You got me?"

He was laughing but I was dead serious. Acting like that didn't offend me at all. The last thing I will take is disrespect in my own house. A house my brothers, my sister, my father, and I built from the ground up.

Oh goodness. Speaking of my brothers, sister, and father, we have an upcoming lunch with them and my mother in two weeks. My mom is the definition of a hater when it comes to all of us being happy with someone. It's all about image and representation for her.

When she found out about my divorce with Kirsten, she was mad as hell and tried her hardest to put us back together. She does not like Carmon so much that she didn't show up for the wedding, she doesn't address Carmon when we walk in the same space as Mom, and talks about Carmon behind her back to my brother's wives. Put something in their heads and got them hating her too.

My dad, my brothers, and sister were the only ones at my wedding from my actual family. The family I grew up with. Mom was mad as hell at me and didn't speak to me for months after the wedding. Carmon didn't even do anything to her and still speaks to her when she sees my mom.

Carmon is not going to be happy when she finds out about this lunch we have to go to with my family. She tries so hard to keep a smile on her face but I know deep down she wants to smack the hell out of the ladies of my family, excluding my sister.

"Look at that! My boys in here making up and happy. I'm glad to see you smiling again, sir," Camron walked in and pinched Brian on the bicep.

However, there was something going on with her. There was a sparkle in her eye, she was smiling a bit too hard, and her chest rose and fell pretty hard. That all got me excited and I was ready for whatever.

"Now, how you gonna tell me what to do about my love life and yours was shit once upon a time?"

There he went again, talking that shit. Another reason why he needs to learn how to be alone and humble himself. He needs to go back to school. Maybe he'll learn how to use his manners.

"That's why. My love life was once a shit show. You really think I want to be friends with someone who wants to have the same love life I once had? Think about that, Brian."

A smooth rub of the nails fell onto my bicep and caught my attention as I was talking to Brian. The sexy time scratch. The scratch that makes Lazarus rise from the dead fast. The scratch that turns me from a milky white to a dark red. Hot and bothered.

You see why I didn't care about what my mom thought about Carmon?

"Where's everyone else, babe?" That was me confirming if we can get it on in the living room or not.

My hand slid over hers as it rested on my shoulder and my eyes kept watching the shape of her face. The way her lips curved upward as she studied the living room and answered me.

"They all went home. After what just happened, they thought it'd be a good idea to leave. We finally got Jess to calm down and Rena wanted to make sure Brian was okay but she said to call her when you got home, Brian."

Looking over at Brian and attempting to give him the cue to leave so I can plow my wife in peace, he asked Carmon if Rena said anything else and how she felt about Grayson. Not the time, Brian. Not the time!

As soon as the conversation died, Brian looked up at my widened eyes and piercing lips and got it through his empty head. "Ah, this must be my cue to get the hell out of here. I really can't believe I'm going back to a house with just my daughter in it but I'm sure it'll work out for my good. See y'all soon and have fun."

Oh, he did that last part on purpose. Smart enough to detect sensual tension but can't get his shit together. That asshole sped out of the kitchen and left the house while thanking us again.

Hopefully, he won't go through all of this again. The next woman he gets will be an amazing woman. One that balances his stubborn personality. A calm peacemaker that he can settle down with and make some babies with. May or may not be Rena but we can only hope it will be after Brian gets his shit together, right?

A sing-song version of my name made its way through my ears, making them perk up at attention. The sound of Carmon's voice had my pole below spring up at attention as well. Pulsating through my pants as my thoughts of her being in absolutely nothing meandered through my mind.

There's no other woman that's made me feel this way. Not just sensually, even though it's fun as hell. Not just all the cliché feelings. The heart skipping a beat, the goosebumps, and such.

It's the way she makes my mind go blank just being in her presence, the way she makes me feel numb every time she says my name, the way my eyes stay stuck on her like glue every time she smiles at me, the way she makes me shiver every time she runs her fingers through my hair with shampoo in the mornings while we're in the shower together.

My toes curl when she scratches my back or rubs my shoulders while at work. Sometimes, it feels like my sight is gone until my eyes spot my mesmerizing woman standing in front of me. Let's not get started on her kisses and everything else she does to me right now.

Turning around, my eyes met with a clothed Carmon and I let my frustration get the best of me. "Carmon, come on. What the hell? You got me all excited and shit for-"

I knew right then and there that I'd regret that tone I just used with her after seeing her hands behind her and that gleam in her eye. Out came a can of whipped cream that was possibly going on some part of her alluring body soon.

With some of it seeping from the nozzle, she wiped it on her finger and sucked on it sensually. Now, let that be my dick right here on the kitchen table. Right now.

"Since you're so frustrated, maybe I'll grab that new vibrator I got in the mail."

HOLD THE HELL UP! What new vibrator was she talking about?! Since when did she get a new vibrator and why the hell didn't she tell me about it?! Watch it become her new husband and she forget all about this army tank she got right here.

"What new vibrator?!" My clammy palms moved up and down my sides without me even knowing as a puzzled look appeared on my face.

Our deal was for us not to use toys unless one of us wasn't home or we were playing around during sex. Remembering that, my hands went on my hips as she grinned devilishly. She knows I love it when she smiles at me like that. She better stop before I get her on this kitchen floor.

"The one that licks...sucks...and penetrates at the same...damn...time. Remember when I told you I was getting it for Christmas?"

With each word, my friend below pulsated and it began to hurt. Then I remembered when she was telling about that vibrator a while back. That's the same vibrator that knocked her out that one night we had an argument and I was even more pissed off.

"So, this means I get the cake?"

I followed her around like a lost puppy with my eyes watching her hips sway from left to right. A little drool fell from the side of my lips but they really wanted to be all over those sweet mountain tops of breasts.

Looking over her shoulder with that sexy smirk I love so much, she answers with "Maybe. Unless I find another toy-"

"Hell no! That ass is mine tonight! Don't do that!"

Rushing up the stairs, the front side of my body bumped into her backside and my member warned me why that was a terrible idea. Damn Carmon and this round ass she has.

"Just so you know, before you get all happy and shit, you have to eat the icing off the cake before you get to the good shit."

She said that like I wasn't about to eat something off any part of her body. Her body, on its own, tastes like sweet natural honey. Say less, babe.

As she shook the can of whipped cream, my body fell all around hers as we moved towards the bedroom, getting ready for the best food fight of my entire life.

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What's up, folks?!

Alright, I'm showing favoritism but Carmon and Trent are my favorites couple to write about.

Which character is your favorite if you have one?

What did you think about this chapter?

What do you think is going to happen with Brian? Do you think he'll actually do better after his conversation with Trent?

What's up with Trent's mom not liking Carmon though? How do you feel about that?

Would you like to see an actual sex scene with them? Lol

Well, we'll see who's taking over next Saturday. I know it was supposed to be Thursdays and Saturdays but with work kicking my ass, I can't exactly update on Thursdays unless I have time.

So see you next Saturday (or earlier?)