•༒꧂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍•༒꧂
𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐀 𝐏𝐀, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟐
My heavy eyelids cracked opened when a glimpse of the sunlight beamed through the blinds and a warm body straddled me. I looked down and was met with my fiancé seeing she had on an all black Chanel 2 piece. I sat quietly and watched as she wrapped her arms around my neck and press her soft lips against mine.
My hands found their way sliding up her waist as she kissed me down to my chest and started tugging on my pants. Immediately the flashbacks of me and some chick fucking last night crossed my mind. I quickly lifted up and flipped her on her backside, ignoring the crazy stare she was giving me.
Deep down inside I felt bad cause I was just supposed to have a few drinks with the guys, but apparently I ended up having one too many, which led me to having a one night stand. And the worse part of the situation, is that I don't regret it not once. It's like me and the woman had a connection.
I fucked up and failed myself again cause I said I was going to slow down on the drinking so it wouldn't mess me nor my game up in a long run. I'm a basketball player. A former professional NBA basketball player. I play for the sixers and my number being 3. When I was a little kid my favorite sport was football, but I ended up playing basketball.
Luckily I did cause it paid off good time. I ended up making it to the league in 96 and now I'm one of the best crossovers there is. And not to mention, I'm the reason my team ever made it to the championships.
Jolting out of my thoughts, I leaned down and kissed Amerie forehead before getting out of bed and slipping on my slides. I knew she wasn't gone trip if we didn't have sex or played around for a bit cause she's actually waiting till our honeymoon, which I had no problem with. This right here was her just teasing me to get her way.
She want some extra cash to go shopping.
It was her little game and it worked every time I'm not gone even lie. She's my soon to be wife so anything she wants, I'll get it for her even though she could get it herself. She's one the top black finest female model/video vixen in the industry right now. She makes her own money, but I insist I would take care of her.
She was the woman of my dreams. I met her at my homeboy MethodMan video shoot and we instantly clicked. I ended up proposing to her after 3 months of dating cause she was the one. My mother even thought so too, which means a lot. It's really hard to impress that woman. She never like anyone I date.
If the girl was too tall, too short, too skinny, anything she would say she's not right with me. I'm a mommas boy so of course I listen to my mother. She knows what best for me. Which is now Amerie. She say we were a great match. She's a classy, dedicated woman and I'm a dedicated man.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Amerie asked, flipping her wavy hair out of her face and climbing out of the bed. She came to wrap her arms back around my neck. I knew I had to hurry up and give her some cash. She's never the clingy type. Not that I hated clingy, I actually loved it. I want my woman to be under me at all times.
"Why you figure it's something wrong?" I questioned, lifting one of my brows, making a funny face. She hate when I do that, but it was apart of my personality. Which some people don't know because the media always paints me out as a bad guy.
"Ugh, stop making those faces babe. You know I hate when you do that. It's so childish" she scoffed, rolling her eyes. I chuckled and made another face just because "Babe, for real stop! I don't ever want you doing that again." She pouted, rubbing the side of my face.
"Ight I gotcha" I lied, kissing her forehead. I was definitely not going to stop, I say that so she wouldn't trip. She's always acting too much like my mother and I see why they get alone so well. The both of them are so stingy and overprotective over me, you would think their my bodyguard or something.
"I'm for real Iverson" she mugged, pointing her index finger in my face. "Now I need to go shopping before we head over to your moms place. She's expecting us there at 12 sharp, so in order for us to make it there on time, I need some extra cash to get what I need".
"Shopping? You got damn near everything. What exactly do you need shorty?" I retorted, scrunching up my face. She have everything, I literally mean everything, back home. What could she want in Philly? When all of her stuff comes straight off the runway, from the hottest name brands places, and not to mention Paris.
"On our way here, I saw a cute small store on 55th street. Well it's not quite a store, it's a boutique, and something caught my eye in the window" She responded, walking over towards her suitcase and pulling out her light blue Jean Dior jumpsuit.
"Everything catches your eye let's be real" I told her straight up. She rolled her eyes and stripped out of her lingerie that she wore for like 5 minutes. I made my way towards her and started kissing her neck. Nothing turned me on more than a woman who naturally smelled good.
"Not everything, I have taste" She smacked her lips, struggling to put the jumpsuit on. I turned her around and helped her button the top up. "I didn't need your help, I know how to put on my own clothes" She scolded, sprinting over to the two story closet.
"Yeah ight" I waved her off and walked in the bathroom across the hall. We were staying in one of my condos out here, when we're really all supposed to be staying at my moms crib (a few of her family members & mines) till our wedding day, but typical Amerie insist we be here for privacy.
Which we don't need. I wanted to spend some time with my mother and little sister since I haven't seen them in about two months. And by time, I mean personal time. Yeah they come to some of my games when they aren't far away from here, but other than that, that's it. Being on the road/flights could be long and tiring which keeps us apart.
And being that me and Amerie stay out in LA and they're here in Philly. It would've been great if we stayed at my moms. She respected our privacy and space. It was indeed another reason why Amerie didn't want to stay there.
Ian trip about it, I just brushed it off cause I know how she get.
She love to argue over the simplest stuff. And I'm definitely not the arguing type. Especially since we couldn't have make up sex, well sex at all. I flicked the lights on and handled my business; which consisted of me brushing my teeth, washing my face, and showering.
Afterwards, I wrapped a towel around my lower torso and made my way back into the bedroom. I glanced over at Amerie seeing she was eyeing me down. I smirked to myself as I walked passed her, making sure to press my dick against her ass and grabbed my gray Sean John T-shirt.
I threw it on along with a pair of black jeans and my timbs. This was a regular fit for me any day, or a jog suit. But I wasn't in the mood to wear one, especially since I'm not going to a game. I walked back into the bathroom and undid my durag, only for me to put my Nike headband on.
I admit my forehead is big as shit, reasons why I'm always wearing one of these things.
But that don't take away the fact, I'm a fly fine ass nigga and nah Ian tryna be cocky or act like a woman when I say this, but I'm the standard. You ain't never seen no dope ass nigga like me in the NBA ever. I started the whole street thug thang, rocking plenty of tattoos, corn rolls, and baggy clothes.
"Babe are you- what are you wearing?" Amerie asked cutting her first sentence short. How did I forget to mention, she hated me dressed like this? She says I'm too much of a professional to dress like I'm still in the hood when I'm not anymore and that I should have class like her.
"Come on shorty, don't start this today. You know I be dressing like this when I go out." I scolded, grabbing my silver chains off the dresser and placing them around my neck. She always acting like she brand new to me dressing this way. Ain't nobody gone change that real talk. I am who I am and I wear what I want.
"Yeah, you know what I do" She nodded her head, tucking in her lips. "And you know what else, it's just me that's going shopping not you. How could I forget" she chuckled, smacking her forehead head before heading out the door.
I grabbed my pager and followed behind her. Yeah she was going out shopping alone cause I'll be damn if I go. The hours she spend in one store, would make a nigga go crazy. Then she end up leaving with nothing and heading to another one till she find what she really want.
I locked the condo up before heading towards my silver 2002 Mercedes Benz. While she on other hand rode in the limo with our personal driver Big Lee. I placed the key into the ignition, started the car and bagged out of the driveway. I turned the radio on and No Ordinary Love by Sade started playing.
It didn't take me no time to get to my moms place considering she didn't live that far away from my condo. I parked my car on the side of the road and got out and headed right inside. The aroma of bacon, eggs, grits, pancakes, and pork chop filled my nostrils.
My momma wasn't the type to get up and cook breakfast early in the morning like 8 or 9 on the weekends. She'll wait till 11 cause that's when everyone in the house awakens. By everyone I meant my little sister.
She's currently in college which is kicking her butt by the way. She never fails to mention it every time I call her. She wanna become a hairstylist. My moms wasn't down for it at first cause she wanted her to be a doctor or a lawyer. Every parent dream job for their child.
"Hey Ma" I greeted her as I entered the kitchen. She looked up at me and smiled as I kissed her cheek. "You got it smelling so good in here, umhmm" I complemented, taking a seat at the table, preparing for the plate she finna sit in front of me.
"Hey Al, where's my sweet baby Amerie?" She asked, grabbing one of the empty plates and filling it up before placing it on the table. See how she didn't hesitate to ask where my fiancé at? It's never how your day Al? When's the next game? It's always about Amerie.
"She's out shopping. You know she gotta get something new everyday" I shrugged, picking up the hot bacon, only for her to pop it out my hand. I looked up at her crazy. How dare she try to stop a man from eating? "Ma I was-"
"You know you don't eat till everyone is seated at the table young man" She cut me off. I smacked my lips and hopped up from the table. I made my way down the hall to Natina room. I already know she's still slumped. And my momma won't let me eat till she wake up.
It was a little family tradition thing. No one gets to eat till everyone is at the table. Which is BS. A nigga be hungry as hell. I sent a knock on the wooden decorated door before going inside. And there she was sleeping wild as ever. One of her legs was hanging off the bed and her head was titled to the side.
"AYE NATINA GET UP, YOU WON'T GUESS WHO'S HERE WITH ME. IT'S MICHAEL JACKSON! He said he needed a place to hideout at, and wanted to meet my little sister" I YELLED, running in her room, shaking her out of her sleep. She hopped up, quickly and look around the room.
"WHERE HE AT?" She screamed, rolling out the bed, hitting her head. I couldn't help but laugh cause she's always falling for one of my tricks. Last time it was Aaliyah, and now it's Michael. Two of her favorite artists.
"In Neverland, now get up. Ma made breakfast and you know we can't eat till we're both at the table and I'm starving." I clapped my hands indicating for her to hurry up so I could eat. Imma be pissed if my food turn cold cause then imma have to reheat it. Which won't taste the same.
"AL, I swear to God-" Before she finished her sentence, she ran towards me, making me sprint out the room and into the kitchen. I hid right behind our mother cause I knew she would break it up. "Ma, Allen woke me up! Lying saying Michael Jackson is here" She whined, folding her arms.
"Nah momma she just mad cause I walked in on her calling Michael name in her sleep." I chuckled, sticking my tongue out making fun of her weird dream knowing this would get her more heated.
"I DID not call his name! I was actually calling his sister Janet. She wanted me to become one of her dancers" She lied, rolling her eyes. I laughed even harder shaking my head "And you can stop laughing so hard cause Ian forget when you use to moan Halle Berry name in your sleep. Why you talking" She reminded.
"Okay, you two cut it out this is getting weird" My momma snapped, scrunching up her face in disgust. "Now sit down at the table and eat. The guest are supposed to be arriving soon" she ordered and we didn't hesitate to sit down at the table and eat.
"Imma still get you" Natina mouthed, squinting her eyes at me like that was suppose to scare me or some. I waved her off and started devouring my food before washing it down with apple juice. Once I finished, I put my plate up and made my way in the living room, grabbing the remote.
Just when I was finna sit down, and get comfortable, the door bell rang making me smack my lips. I jogged towards the door and opened it. Seeing it was Amerie mother with two girls behind her. My eyes damn near popped out of my head when I noticed one of the girls was the one from last night.
"Don't just stand there boy, come give me a hug" Amerie mother, Mrs Tate expressed, snapping me back in reality. I pulled her into a hug before grabbing her bags. "Thank you so baby, you're such a gentleman" she smiled, stepping inside and the two girls didn't hesitate to follow behind her.
"I'm so excited you guys are here. It's nice to finally meet you all" My mother spoke, walking towards us, her and my sister. "I'm Diana, but everyone calls me Mrs Iverson, and this here is my daughter Natina" she introduced herself as she shook all of their hands.
"It's a pleasure to meet you too, I'm Rose, but everyone calls me Ms Tate" Amerie mother, chuckled "And right here behind me is my daughter Jaylan and my niece Karma. Amerie's big sister and little cousin" she said pointing at the two girls. "Speak girls" she mumbled, eyeing them.
"Hello" Both of them spoke at the same time. I swallowed the lump in my throat adverting my eyes to Karma. I could tell she was either confused or uncomfortable seeing me. I'm pretty sure she's uncomfortable. If I found out I fucked my cousin girl/fiancé, I'll freak out. But there is no way she could've known.
And there is no way I could've known too. I mean Amerie never speak on her family to me. I only know her mother, no one else from her family. But she indeed knows everyone from my family. I introduced her to them after our second date. Yeah I was excited to show her off, cause they thought I couldn't get over my ex.
"Hi girls, you two look lovely" My mother complimented, pulling them into a hug. I couldn't help but smile a bit seeing how she hugged Karma and whispered something in her ear making her crack a smile. "Natina will now be showing y'all to our guest room" she pointed down the hall.
They all nodded their heads before exiting the living room. I exhaled deeply and fell back onto the couch. My one night stand who is my fiancé cousin will be staying here with us. This is definitely some insane shit. I could feel my mother staring at me, but brushed it off. If only she knew what I was feeling. These two weeks finna be crazy.
"Al, is there something wrong? It looked like you seen a ghost walk through the door" She asked. I shook my head and turned on the game. I didn't see a ghost, I actually saw a angel, a sweet face angel who took my entire soul "Well, are you ready for the big day?" She came and sat beside me.
"He's certainly is and I am too" That soft familiar voice snuck upon me. I shot my head towards the door to see Amerie with a load of bags in her hand. She made her way towards me and leaned down and kissed my lip. "Hey ma, I miss you so much" she smiled, pulling my mother into a hug.
"Hey my sweet baby, I was just looking for you. Your mother, sister, and cousin, are in the back settling in the guest room they'll be staying in" My mom said, patting her shoulder "It'll be complete if the two of you stayed here. All that driving back and forward is unnecessary" she tried talking us into staying here.
"Yeah Ma, we gone stay here. I'll tell Big Lee to bring our bags here" I said, lifting up from the couch and wrapping my arms around Amerie waist. I had to say something before she did, cause she would've said something like I'll think about it and never even consider.
"But baby what about-" Amerie started whining "But nothing baby, everything is good" I cut her off, licking my lips. We were going to stay here regardless. My mother wasn't going to take us saying NO in her face. And plus I don't wanna miss waking up to good breakfast for the past two weeks. I can't cook, and Amerie sure can't either. We had to stay.
"Then it's settled" My mother smiled, clapping her hands. "Go ahead and take your bags to Allen room and we'll meet back down here to catch up" she ordered. I nodded my head and grabbed some of Amerie bags before heading down the hall to my room. A room I haven't slept in but twice, since I bought this house.
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NOT PROOFREAD, but here is chapter 2. It been deleted, so revote & comment please. I know it took me some time, but y'all know me, I be having to change and sort things out. Especially if I don't like it. I thought I knew how I wanted this story to go, but I didn't.
But I'm back on TRACK & I know. So y'all get ready. Cause hunty this ain't finna be sweet. Allen fiancé, AMERIE is KARMA cousin🚩😭. And she's staying with the both of them for two weeks till their wedding day. Whew!
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