Playing With Fire

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4 days later
12:00pm

Terrence

Sports Center blasted in the kitchen as I shifted around cooking spaghetti. The garlicky aroma invaded my nostrils as I took a whiff of its strong scent.

This was my 2nd pregnancy craving errand that I was doing for Taraji. She has been doing a lot better and I was doing a good job of taking care of her these past couple of days. Keeping Taraji level headed and stress free was a challenge all in itself. My baby didn't wanna play by anyone rules but her own.

She was going to be such a great mom. She read her pregnancy books every night before she goes to sleep. Every morning when she wakes up she goes to her full length mirror and gaze at her belly for hours.

  I sat at the island eating a bowl of Frosted Flakes. While letting the noodles boil for a minute and letting my special sauce marinate.

I took a sip of my Starbucks coffee and turned my focus back to the basketball game. Taraji was upstairs sound asleep "Thank God" because I didn't know how much I could take with her mood swings.

This morning I was rubbing her feet and she started crying because she thought her ankles were getting fat. She kicked me off of her and a millisecond later she was right back to wanting me to rub her feet again.

I chuckled at the thought to myself as I took a bite of my cereal.

One minute she would want me to be all on her then the next she was calling me names and wanted to be left alone. I scratched my head at how difficult my baby was.

My phone lit up next to my coffee cup showing I had an incoming call from an unknown number. My full attention was on this game , Lebron vs Curry.

"Hello?"I answered irritable not really paying attention.

"Is that how we answer eachother now?"The feminine voice asked through the other end with a small giggle.

I smiled nervously getting up to check on the food.

'How did she get my number?'I thought to myself.

"That's my bad Melissa.I was watching the game , you know how I am when the Cavs play."I replied nonchalantly ,stirring the sauce.

"Yeah I remember , Terrence I'm going to be in town for a while how about you meet me at Coopers tonight at 6pm?"She offered. I bit my bottom lip.

When I told Melissa I was going to call her I had no real intentions on calling her but I was sure with myself that nothing would ever happen between us.

Coopers wasn't much my scene anymore anyways. It was a neon strip club/club. I remember those countless nights me and guys would take that trip to South Beach LA just to turn up and have a good time. Images of those old blissful drunken nights replayed in my mind.

"Damn you caught me at a bad time , I just flew out to Atlanta."I said turning the stove off. I heard her voice change as if she was disappointed.

"Is this trip for business or pleasure Mr.Howard?"She asked. I knew what she was getting at and I had no reason to lie to her , she wasn't my girl.

"Pleasure , I'm here with my girlfriend."I said shrugging while I finished preparing TJ's plate.

"Well that's too bad because what I have on right now , I know you would love it. I'll give you a hint... it's barely noticeable and its purple."She said seductively.

I hummed a bit. Melissa was such a tease , she knew what she was doing and I was too weak to go against the urge.My phone vibrated against my ear indicating I had a new picture message.