Free Newborn Love (BWWM) (Interracial with Baby) by Cristina Grenier

your fine ass here alone even for a minute. You still just as sexy as ever,” Eric said licking his lips while looking her up and down. “You know, I tried calling you several times after our last encounter and your number was disconnected. I missed you.”
                  “Yea, I ended up having to get a new phone,” Ashley said as she turned to pay for her drink and trying her best not to face Eric.
                  “Why didn’t you call and let me know your new number?”
                  “Well, I met my boyfriend not too long after…our last encounter. He’s a good guy and I’m happy so I wasn’t about to mess that up.”
                  “Well, don’t you remember what I said? That we’d always have this thing going on regardless of who came into the picture. You don’t think I had someone in the picture all those times we were fucking?” Eric said as he leaned in close again.
                  “I’m not surprised, and that’s your choice for you and your relationship. Me, if I find someone who treats me right, he takes priority—not my fuck buddy,” Ashley said again lifting her hand up as a barrier between her and Eric. Ashley could not believe the nerve of this asshole. Well, actually she could but it made her question what made her even be involved in the first place.
                  “It’s like that, huh? We can’t have one last fuck for old times sake?”
                  Before Ashley could even respond, she heard another familiar voice that shook her more than the last.
                  “What do you mean one last fuck?” Adrian said as he walked up on the other side of Ashley, who was now in the middle of both men who were looking like they wanted to kill each other.
                  “Hey baby, you’re here?” Ashley said nervously as she wrapped her arms around his neck for a hug.
                  “Baby?! This is your nigga? I almost kicked his ass not too long ago. You know your dude is fucking my lady, right?” Eric said.
                  “What?” Ashley responded trying to figure out what was happening.
                  “Ashley, you know this motherfucker? This is Lila’s dude—the one I got into that shit with that night!” Adrian said angrily.
                  “Actually, nigga, I was fucking Ashley before your punk ass came into the picture. So you know what, we are even I guess. Well not exactly because you’ve been with my lady. I was just trying to get one in with Ashley again so that’ll make us even!”
                  “Eric, shut the fuck up!” Ashley shouted.
                  “I’m about to fuck you up!” Adrian shouted as he reached for Eric almost knocking Ashley off of her barstool. Ashley tried to reach for Adrian and hold him down, which gave Eric the opportunity to get in a jab on Adrian. The move, along with the weight of Ashley hanging on him, made them both fall over on the bar. Everything was happening so fast as Ashley noticed one of the guards standing over them trying to break Adrian and Eric up, and then she noticed Yvette and James were right by her side helping her up.
                  “Ashley, what’s going on?” Yvette yelled in all the chaos.
                  “Girl, this is Adrian—come to find out that this is a small fucking world! I’ll explain later but let me get him out of here. I’m so sorry, girl, about all of this!” Ashley said as followed the guards that were trying to move Adrian and Eric out of the lounge.
                  “Are you going to be ok? James, go out there with her to make sure everything is safe!” Yvette screamed as Ashley went through the exit.
                  When Ashley got outside, the guard was still trying to hold Adrian back as he tried to get to Eric. Adrian had a cut