Free Love Me Some You: A Complete Novel by Miss Jenesequa Page B

Monique’s stuff was.
    Her stuff was neatly packed on the top of his king sized bed, and I quickly got to work and placed her stuff in the cardboard box I had brought with me.
    “Jess, I am sorry. I never meant for things to turn out the way they did.”
    I decided to ignore him and all his silly words that I didn’t care about right now. He could go to hell, and take that bitch, Tiffany right along with him.
    “I understand you don’t want me to speak to you or Monique for that matter, but you must know that I love her so much.”
    I wanted to slap him. Slap him for his lies. But instead, I continued to pack Monique’s things into my box. I was angry, tired and fed up with Tremaine and I had only been in his house for ten minutes. If he “loved” her like he said he did, why did he sleep with another woman and cheat on her?
    He said he loved her, but his actions showed me a completely different thing.
    Once Monique’s stuff had been packed away, this was my time to leave. I no longer wanted to be in the same room as Mr. Tremaine Neverson, the cheater.
    I picked up the box, and turned to face Trey, who was standing by the wall. I had only noticed now how tired his eyes looked. It was as if he had been crying.
    “Bye,” I said rudely to him, before passing him and leaving his room.
    “Jess... Wait.”
    I ignored him and continued making my way down his stairs, only to suddenly stop midway.
    Why did I stop?
    Because I, Jessica Carter, had just come across the most attractive man that I had seen in my entire life.
    Lord... Was I dreaming?
    From the way he was looking at me, licking and biting his juicy, thick lips, I knew that this wasn’t a dream and that this guy was real. He was wearing black sweatpants, a red fitted t-shirt and on his feet he wore fresh, clean white socks. He was rocking a causal look, and still making it look sexy to me.
    He was about six feet, like Tremaine, and underneath that fitted shirt, I could definitely see that toned six pack and those bulging muscles. He was one good looking man, with his smooth mocha skin complexion and his bold, chestnut brown eyes. I knew that from the way he was looking back up at me, that he could feel something too.
    This was no dream. He was one beautiful man, standing here in the flesh, staring up at me.
     
    ~ Forrest ~
    I knew it was her from the moment I saw her come down those stairs.
    Tremaine wouldn’t stop going on and on about her because she was the only way of him gaining any contact with Monique.
    Unfortunately for him, Monique wanted nothing to do with him after he cheated on her.
    Her name was Jessica, but Trey usually called her Jess.
    Lord knows I wished I had met her sooner. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her stunning milk chocolate skin complexion, and those piercing brown eyes. From what I could see, hidden underneath those tight blue jeans and that pink jumper, she had one nice slim, but curvy body. She was beautiful.
    She had frozen midway on the steps, staring at me. She wouldn’t take her eyes off me, and I wouldn’t take my eyes off her. No words were needed to describe what I was feeling right now. I just hoped she was feeling me too.
    “Jess,” Trey called out to her, before coming down the steps to her.
    She took this as the perfect opportunity to quickly move down the stairs, past me, and walk towards Tremaine’s house door.
    “Jess, please! Just hear me out. I beg you,” Tremaine pleaded with her, running down the steps towards her.
    She was now standing right in front of Trey’s door. She could leave right now if she really wanted to, but as soon as she turned around to face Trey, I knew she staying.
    “Five minutes,” she said in a sharp, serious tone before walking towards Tremaine’s kitchen. Tremaine and I both followed her inside. I was just hoping she stayed longer than planned. I just wanted to stand in the corner and watch her talk.
    She took a seat on one of the kitchen leather stools, and placed Monique’s box