Temor's POV

It's only been one day since I saw Love and I can't stop thinking about her. I keep seeing her smile, feeling her touch. I swear I can even smell her scent in my car and on my body. I miss her and want her with me. I talked to my boys, and they think I just got some bomb ass and that it will fade out. They keep telling me how Bianca is a dime and don't do nothing stupid.

If only they knew that I got a Dime with a fucked up attitude.

When we got back from the beach, I went straight to Bianca's house to officially end our relationship. It wasn't that deep for me. We had only been kicking it for a few months.

I made up my mind when I was at the beach with Love that I was ending things with Bianca and going to make Love my girl, my one and only girl.

Sitting in Bianca's living room, all I can think about is how soon it will be before seeing Love again.

The possibility of starting a relationship with someone as driven as I am, who is easy to talk to and be around. Who actually has conversations about real shit and not just surface-level shit. I am excited to start a real relationship with someone who likes me just based on me. I could build something real with a woman like Love.

"Mo, the reason I've been blowing your phone up is that I've been trying to tell you, you are going to be a daddy."

I didn't even respond. I've been through this baby bullshit before. Let me save her the trouble of asking me for the money for the fake ass baby.

I stood up, reached in my pocket and pulled out four bills, placed the money on the table and turned around, and walked the fuck out.

❤ Love Note...

There is always two sides to a story, but Temor seems cold hearted...