you two had something going on.”
Garrett leaned closer so no one else could over hear. “Look. What I do in my personal life is no concern of yours.”
“I’m just saying.”
“Batting your eyes won’t work with me.”
“First Tre. Now you.”
“Jealousy doesn’t become you.”
Shareeka laughed. “Please. I have no reason to be jealous.”
“Then act like it.”
“So when were you going to tell me?”
“You’re a joke.”
“You owe me at least that.”
“The day I decided not to tell Tre about your appetite for dessert on the side, that’s when our debt was paid in full.”
“You can be so difficult,” she snapped.
“Women like you made me the way I am.”
A waiter came by the table and offered drinks. Garrett took two. Handed one to Shareeka and kept one for himself. He toasted. “To the happy couple.” He clicked her glass. He drank his champagne as Shareeka looked on.
“Might as well drink up. You’re supposed to be celebrating remember,” Garrett stated.
Shareeka placed the glass down. “I have other people to mingle with.”
“Peace,” he said, as he held up his glass and watched her walk to another table.
***
Hailey paced the bathroom floor. Her emotions were on overload. Since Garrett picked her up, she was spending too much time concentrating on Garrett and not enough time on Trevon. That had to be it. That had to be why she was feeling the way she was feeling. She was getting wrapped up in her own scheme.
She reapplied her lipstick before exiting the bathroom. Trevon was nearby talking to a group of people. She spoke to everyone and looped her arm through his. “I came to steal him away for a few mintues.”
She got no complaints. Trevon removed her arm and followed her outside to the balcony. The cool wind sent a chill down her spine. “Nice party,” she said.
He grabbed her by the arm and swung her around. “Stop with the games Hailey.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She batted her eyes and faked her innocence.
“The hell you don’t. You knew coming here would cause problems.”
“I had no idea that your fiancé knew about me.”
“Why wouldn’t she? We’ve been seen in just about every entertainment rag over the years.”
“Well, we’re a thing of the past. At least that’s what your mouth says.” She used her hand and ran it down his chest.
He grabbed her wrist. “Stop. This isn’t the time or place.” He looked around to make sure no one was coming through the doors.
“Why Tre, I thought you liked living life on the edge.”
“Stop it.”
“I’m not doing anything,” she responded.
“Oh and another thing. This little game with Garrett is not going to work. I’m not jealous.”
“This thing with Garrett. It is what it is.”
“And that is?” he asked.
“It doesn’t concern you.”
He jerked away. “I can’t believe this. My best friend and girl are screwing behind my back.” He walked to the other end of the balcony.
“I’m not your girl.”
He walked back to her. “You’ll always be my girl.”
Hailey could feel him weakening. “All you have to say is one word and I’ll leave Garrett alone.”
“This is some bull. I’m not falling for your tricks. I’m getting married and either you accept it or not. Nothing has to change for us. We can still meet up.”
Hailey felt her heart breaking into smaller pieces as she listened to Trevon go on a rant. She never meant to let him see her cry. Tears flowed uncontrollably. Apparently, he felt a little something because he stopped talking long enough to pull her into an embrace. She jerked away from him and ran back into the building, bumping into Shareeka.
She ran past her and back into the restroom. She splashed some cold water on her face, not carrying whether or not her make-up washed off. She patted her face with a paper towel. Shareeka stood right outside the ball room door. She started to turn and go another way, but opted to hold
Garrett leaned closer so no one else could over hear. “Look. What I do in my personal life is no concern of yours.”
“I’m just saying.”
“Batting your eyes won’t work with me.”
“First Tre. Now you.”
“Jealousy doesn’t become you.”
Shareeka laughed. “Please. I have no reason to be jealous.”
“Then act like it.”
“So when were you going to tell me?”
“You’re a joke.”
“You owe me at least that.”
“The day I decided not to tell Tre about your appetite for dessert on the side, that’s when our debt was paid in full.”
“You can be so difficult,” she snapped.
“Women like you made me the way I am.”
A waiter came by the table and offered drinks. Garrett took two. Handed one to Shareeka and kept one for himself. He toasted. “To the happy couple.” He clicked her glass. He drank his champagne as Shareeka looked on.
“Might as well drink up. You’re supposed to be celebrating remember,” Garrett stated.
Shareeka placed the glass down. “I have other people to mingle with.”
“Peace,” he said, as he held up his glass and watched her walk to another table.
***
Hailey paced the bathroom floor. Her emotions were on overload. Since Garrett picked her up, she was spending too much time concentrating on Garrett and not enough time on Trevon. That had to be it. That had to be why she was feeling the way she was feeling. She was getting wrapped up in her own scheme.
She reapplied her lipstick before exiting the bathroom. Trevon was nearby talking to a group of people. She spoke to everyone and looped her arm through his. “I came to steal him away for a few mintues.”
She got no complaints. Trevon removed her arm and followed her outside to the balcony. The cool wind sent a chill down her spine. “Nice party,” she said.
He grabbed her by the arm and swung her around. “Stop with the games Hailey.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She batted her eyes and faked her innocence.
“The hell you don’t. You knew coming here would cause problems.”
“I had no idea that your fiancé knew about me.”
“Why wouldn’t she? We’ve been seen in just about every entertainment rag over the years.”
“Well, we’re a thing of the past. At least that’s what your mouth says.” She used her hand and ran it down his chest.
He grabbed her wrist. “Stop. This isn’t the time or place.” He looked around to make sure no one was coming through the doors.
“Why Tre, I thought you liked living life on the edge.”
“Stop it.”
“I’m not doing anything,” she responded.
“Oh and another thing. This little game with Garrett is not going to work. I’m not jealous.”
“This thing with Garrett. It is what it is.”
“And that is?” he asked.
“It doesn’t concern you.”
He jerked away. “I can’t believe this. My best friend and girl are screwing behind my back.” He walked to the other end of the balcony.
“I’m not your girl.”
He walked back to her. “You’ll always be my girl.”
Hailey could feel him weakening. “All you have to say is one word and I’ll leave Garrett alone.”
“This is some bull. I’m not falling for your tricks. I’m getting married and either you accept it or not. Nothing has to change for us. We can still meet up.”
Hailey felt her heart breaking into smaller pieces as she listened to Trevon go on a rant. She never meant to let him see her cry. Tears flowed uncontrollably. Apparently, he felt a little something because he stopped talking long enough to pull her into an embrace. She jerked away from him and ran back into the building, bumping into Shareeka.
She ran past her and back into the restroom. She splashed some cold water on her face, not carrying whether or not her make-up washed off. She patted her face with a paper towel. Shareeka stood right outside the ball room door. She started to turn and go another way, but opted to hold
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