My boyfriend had cheated on me and I had broken off our relationship of two years. It wasn't the first time that I caught him cheating it was the second time. I knew in my heart that he wasn't going to stop.
My boyfriend's best friend Deandre was very cute with a physique like it had been chiseled as a Greek god. When he moved the muscles in his biceps flexed a little and I quickly looked away hoping that he hadn't noticed me checking him out. Deandre was so handsome with his surfer's body, short black hair and dark brown eyes, and very dark.
I didn't know why I was spilling my soul to a man that was clearly not my best friend but the friend of my boyfriend. I think part of the reason is that I needed to hear myself say it, because deep in my heart I knew that I would never go back to him this time.
The problem was that Deandre wanted Kelly pregnant. She wanted to resist by he was just too tempting.