CHAPTER ONE

"Hey, baby," Shawn said to his girl as he walked into the bedroom. He quickly walked over to her then gave her neck his undivided attention. "Damn, you smell good," he whispered as his nose slowly ran up and down her neckline.

"Shawn," she giggled, "you know that's my spot." Karen playfully pushed his lips away then continued to search through her jewelry.

"Baby, you're still going out tonight?" Shawn asked worriedly as he sat down next to her.

"Shawn, I told you ten times that all I'm going to do is go out with Chloee for some food and drinks. I'll be back before you know it."

As soon as he heard Chloee's name, he snapped his head over at her in disgust. "CHLOEE? Karen, I told you that I didn't want you hanging out with that bitch anymore."

"Shawn, I've known Chloee longer than I've known you. She isn't going anywhere so get used to it. And don't call her a bitch." 
"I swear I don't know what my brother sees in her," Shawn said as he lay back on the bed. "That boy would fall for anything with a fat ass." 

"Chloee is more than just a 'fat ass' and your brother is lucky to be with her."

"How is Dave lucky? If anything he's better off without that bitch. Ever since Chloee got cheated on two years ago, she hasn't been doing anything but gold digging and sleeping around. I feel bad for ever introducing her to my brother."

"Dave is smart enough to know if a woman is cheating on him or using him for money. He is a grown man so let him handle his own business."

Karen walked over to the mirror then held the necklace she chose up to her soft, warm neck. She smiled as the necklace sweetly complemented the very short cocktail dress that showed off her curves. After she hooked her necklace on, she stood in the mirror and stared at her reflection. Her white chocolate skin tone was glowing brighter than a ray of sunlight. She rubbed her glossed up, juicy, pink lips together then smiled as she slowly tossed her hair. Shawn couldn't help but smile and watch his woman shine in the mirror. She was beyond beautiful and he knew just how much potential his woman's beauty had. That is exactly why he didn't want her leaving the house, especially not with Chloee. 

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"Damn, its 9 pm already? I was supposed to have been left by now," Chloee said as she rushed on her lips stick. She stood up and adjusted her stockings then slid on her short, leopard printed skirt. She walked over to her bedroom mirror then quickly ran her fingers through her soft bouncy curls.

"Damn I look good," she said smirking. "Kim Kardashian aint got nothin' on me." She grabbed the bottom of her sexy black corset then slightly pulled it down so that her round C cups would show even more. Not that her breast needed to be exposed anymore because they were already out enough to see the top shadow of her areolas.

She ran to her closet to grab her four inch leopard brown pumps then quickly stuck her feet in them. After checking herself in the mirror for the tenth time, she smiled in satisfaction then headed down to her living room.

RING! RING! RING! Her phone sounded. She took a deep, annoyed breath then searched through her purse for the phone. She figured that it was Karen calling her to see what the holdup was. Without looking at her phone screen, she pushed the Send button and answered.

"Karen, I'm leaving the house now. I'll be there in fifteen," Chloee said.

"Oh, you're going out with Karen tonight?" Dave asked on the other end. "I thought you were coming to chill with me."

"Dave?" she asked as she checked who it was from her cell phone screen.

"What, you don't look at the phone before you answer?"

"Dave, I thought it was Karen calling me. I was supposed to have been at her house an hour ago."

"Well, call and cancel because you're going to be with me tonight."

She sighed in an annoyed tone then sat on her couch. "Dave, I told you for the last time that I'm going out with Karen tonight. You and your brother are always going out so give me and Karen some time to do our own thing."

"When me and Shawn go out, we don't have men throwing us numbers and desperately trying to get with us that's why we give y'all such a hard time."

Although Dave was being a smart ass, Chloee couldn't help but laugh at his joke. "Whatever, Dave," was all she said.

"So 'whatever' is all you have to say to me? No matter what, you're still going out tonight?" he asked.

"Look, baby. I really don't have time to talk. Karen is waiting for me as we speak. How about you go and watch the game or something."

He took a deep breath then hung up the phone angrily. He wasn't mad that his woman was going out that night, he was mad because he hadn't had much time to spend with her that week. They lived in two different homes, they both worked during the day, and they both loved to go out and club hop at night. The only time that they would really see each other were on weekends but since Chloee was going out with Karen, he had to scratch that weekend off the list.