“No, Cam. I need to cook and you need to go to the store. Here, take this,” Demi said while shoving a piece of paper in his hands.

“The fuck? You giving a nigga a grocery list now? What kind of shit is this?” Cam argued.

“Do you want me to cook or not?” Demi asked with her hand on her hip.

“We need to clear some shit up Demi. We’re already acting like an old ass married couple with to-do lists and all that, but we don’t even have an understanding. Are we roommates, a couple, fuck buddies? I’m confused as hell,” Cam revealed.

“I love you and, if I wasn’t already married, I would probably be down on one knee proposing to your ass. This is the happiest that I’ve been in a while and it’s all because of you. With that being said, I’ll be whatever you want me to be, as long as I’m a part of your life,” Demi said, shocking him with her revelation.

He never knew that Demi felt that strongly for him, but he was happy to have a clear understanding. He had fallen in love with her and he was happy to know that he wasn’t alone. Things progressed sooner than he wanted them to, but he couldn’t put a timer on his feelings. Demi’s mother told her that they were moving way too fast, but she didn’t care about what anyone had to say.

“I love you too, baby,” Cam said after a long pause as he pulled her into a hug.

“Boy, you scared the hell out of me,” Demi replied.

“Scared you how?” Cam asked.

“You took too damn long to answer,” Demi said while punching him in the chest.

“Your honesty just caught me off guard. You know how y’all women be all shy and shit. Nigga gotta beg y’all to open up sometimes,” Cam replied, right as his phone started to ring.

“I’m sure that’s your disgusting ass baby mama calling you again. I wonder what the problem is this time. Maybe she’s thirsty and wants you to bring her a bottle of water,” Demi said, laughing.

“The fuck!” Cam blurted out.

“What’s wrong?” Demi asked him.

“The fuck is this nigga calling me for?” Cam asked as he turned the phone around and showed her Randy’s number.

“Answer it Cam,” Demi ordered.

“Hell no. We don’t have shit to say to each other. I’m even more pissed with the nigga that he wasn’t the one to get Asha pregnant. Muthafucker never could do nothing right,” Cam fussed.

“Stop being so mean Cam. You really have a hard time with forgiveness. I hope our future kids don’t take after you,” Demi replied.

“Aww damn, you trying to give me some babies too?” Cam smiled.

“Duh, of course I am,” Demi said as she gave him a kiss.

A few seconds later, Cam’s phone rang again, displaying Randy’s phone number. Cam couldn’t even lie; he was curious about what Randy had to say. He was just too stubborn to answer and see.

“This nigga,” Cam mumbled while shaking his head.

“Answer it,” Demi ordered. She smiled triumphantly when he followed her orders.

“Yeah!” Cam yelled into the phone.

“Mean ass,” Demi said under her breath while shaking her head.

Cam listened to whatever Randy was telling him with a perplexed look on his face. He was quiet for a while and then he finally spoke up.

“I can’t meet you today bruh. I have a few errands to run,” Cam spoke up

“Yes, you can. I can go to the store to get what I need. Go see what he has to say,” Demi whispered.

“Where are you trying to meet up at?” Cam asked, since Randy clearly wasn’t taking no for an answer. He listened for a few more minutes before he agreed to the destination and disconnected the call.

“Now, was that hard?” Demi asked.

“Your ass is just nosey, but you’re about to work for whatever you wanna know. You better put in some mad work too or I’m not saying shit. Get up out them clothes,” Cam instructed.

He didn’t have to tell Demi twice. She would have stripped down anyway, but she did want to know what Randy had to say. Sex with Cam was just a bonus. She knew that Cam wouldn’t agree, but Demi was hoping that he and Randy could put the past behind them and at least remain cordial. Cam was a piece of work, so only time would tell how that situation turned out.

Chapter 29