Give Me The Reason 2: A Love Story

by Coco Amoure

  “Laney, why don’t you just try to work things out with Ty? He is a damn good man. Don’t make the same mistake as me,” Natasha said, suddenly becoming sad. She would much rather be in her own home cooking her man dinner instead of living with her best friend and on the verge of getting a divorce. Jason hadn’t filed any papers yet, but she was sure that eventually he would.

  “Tash, it’s more complicated than that. Tyson has a baby with another woman, who he allowed to live under the same roof as him while I was laid up in a coma. I can’t get over the fact that he has a child with a woman that I knew nothing about.”

  “Come on, Laney, the man didn’t know the heffa was prego. How was he supposed to tell you something that he didn’t even know about? I get it that you think he should have told you about his ex-girlfriend and all of the phone calls, but really I think you are over-reacting,” Natasha said, dropping several pieces of chicken in the deep fryer.

  “Maybe you have a point, Tash, but I can’t deal with the fact that he has a baby. I don’t have the energy or patience to deal with nobody’s baby mama. I envisioned me and Tyson getting married and starting a family of our own.”

  “Sis, shit happens and unfortunately the fairytale that you had all planned out in your head isn’t going to be your reality. But that doesn’t mean that you have to give up and roll over. Tyson has made it clear that he doesn’t want to be with that female. He loves you! Most importantly, you love him. Just give it some more thought and don’t wait until it’s too late,” Natasha warned. She wasn’t going to keep going on and on, but she didn’t want to see her bestie make a mistake that she would regret. Internally Natasha chuckled to herself at how stubborn Delaney was being.

  Delaney sat and pondered over the conversation that she was having with Natasha. Tyson definitely still had a hold on her heart and Chris didn’t deserve to be drug along. Although, she made it clear to Chris that they were strictly friends, she knew deep down that he was hoping for more.

  “What’s wrong with you? You’re sitting over there looking like you lost your best friend? Let me find out you gotta another best friend.” Natasha joked. She didn’t mean to kill Delaney’s vibe, she only wanted to give her some food for thought.

  “Nah, I’m good. Just thinking about calling Chris and cancelling our movie date. You’re right, I am still madly in love with Tyson. I don’t want to lead Chris on.”

  “Do what you feel is best.” Natasha smiled and patted Delaney’s hand.

  “Besides, that damn chicken is smelling good as hell! Why don’t you drop some French fries in there too!” Delaney said. “Imma go call Chris and tell him we can go another night. I’d rather stay in and pig out with you anyway,” she added.

  Ding Dong.

  Both Natasha and Delaney looked at each other.

  “Are you expecting company, Tash? I know that can’t be Chris because he doesn’t even get off work for another forty-five minutes.”

  “Nah, I’m not expecting anyone. But I’ll go get the door, just watch my wings for me,” Natasha said and went to go answer the door.

  Natasha opened the door, and there stood Chris with a big smile on his handsome face, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

  “Hey Chris, what’s up? Come on in.”

  Chris walked in and the aroma of fried chicken instantly hit his nose. “Damn, it smells good in here.”

  “Yeah, I’m in the kitchen frying some chicken wings. Hold up and I’ll go and get Laney for you,” she smiled, before walking off.

  Delaney was pulling several pieces of chicken out of the fryer when Natasha walked back into the kitchen.

  “Girl, Chris is in the living room waiting on you. I guess his ass got off early, huh?” Natasha whispered.

  “What? Are you serious?” Delaney’s eyebrows rose in surprise.

  “Girl yeah, and he got a big ass bouquet of flowers for you too. Friends my ass!” Natasha laughed.

  “Oh shut the hell up!” Delaney joined in her laughter. “Damn, now what am I going to do? I’m really not in the mood to go out anymore, plus I wanna eat some of those wings.”

  “Take your crazy ass in there, that boy is waiting on you,” Natasha joked.

  Delaney walked in the living room and saw Chris sitting on her sofa holding the flowers that Natasha told her about.

  “Hey! What are you doing here already?”

  Chris stood up and gave her a hug.

  “Well I got off early and figured I would come on by to pick you up a little early. Oh these are for you,” he smiled proudly, handing her the flowers.

  “Thanks, Chris, they are beautiful!”

  “You’re welcome! But these flowers are not nearly as beautiful as you, Laney.” There was so much sincerity in his voice when he spoke those words. Delaney felt even worse than before. It was evident that Chris was still in love with her and clearly wanted more than she was willing to give him.

  “Chris, we need to talk,” Delaney said, placing the flowers on the coffee table.

  The smile instantly left Chris’ face when she said those dreadful words. He thought things had been going great between them. Delaney seemed to have been opening up more to him lately, and she didn’t talk about Tyson as much either.

  Delaney briefly closed her eyes, and took a deep breath before proceeding, “I was just about to call you and cancel our movie date right before you arrived. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and to be totally honest with you I am not over my ex. In fact, I am still madly in love with him. You have been a great friend to me and I don’t want to lead you on, Chris.”

  Chris was crushed. Maybe this was his payback for what he’d done to Delaney so long ago.

  “I know that you told me from the beginning that you weren’t interested in rekindling anything between us, but I was really hoping that I could change your mind. Over the past few months, I thought you were opening up to the idea of us being together,” Chris said, clearly disappointed.

  “It’s not fair to you if I start a relationship with you when I still have unresolved feelings for Tyson. I love him and I can’t apologize for that.”

  “Okay, Laney, I get it. I love you now and always will. I will settle for being just your friend. I won’t pursue you romantically anymore. Deal?” he smiled, holding out his pinky finger.

  “Deal!” She smiled and locked her pinky finger around his, happy that he had taken it so well. Chris would always hold a special place in her heart and she was happy they were able to remain friends.

  “So what’s up with that chicken?” Chris asked. “I’m hungry as hell and Natasha has it smelling all good up in here.” He laughed.

  “I know right! Come on and let’s go eat.” Chris followed Delaney into the kitchen. The three of them sat around eating and reminiscing into the wee hours of the morning.

  Chapter Twenty

  It had been several months since Tyson had seen or spoken to Delaney. He’d just left Doc’s on Cumberland after having a few drinks and decided to go by Delaney’s house. He tried to stay away from her, but he just couldn’t. Maybe the drinks he’d just had played a part in his decision to pop up at her place unannounced. It was still pretty early, so he knew she would still be awake.

  When Tyson pulled up to Delaney’s townhouse, he noticed a man walking up to her door with flowers in his hands.

  Fuck it! He banged on the steering wheel, pumped up the music in his truck and sped off. He decided to go by Ashanti’s place and check on his little man. Part of him felt bad for neglecting Ashanti all of this time, especially when the paternity results came back naming him as the father. 99.9999% to be exact.

  Tyson had a key to Ashanti’s place, but he never used it. He rang the doorbell and waited for her to answer.

  “Hey Ty! I wasn’t expecting to see you tonight. Come on in.” She smiled.

  Tyson walked through the door looking for his son. He admired the way Ashanti kept a clean house. It always smelled so good whenever he came by.

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p; “I don’t know why you won’t use your key. You are welcome to come in whenever you want,” she said, while Tyson followed her into the living room.

  “And I told you that I’m not using the key unless there is an emergency,” he said, taking a seat on the red micro-fiber sectional.

  Ashanti got up and walked into the kitchen. “Do you want something to drink? I was just pouring myself a small glass of wine.” She called out from the kitchen.

  “Yeah, but I don’t want any wine,”

  “I have a few Heineken’s in the refrigerator, because I know that’s your favorite.”

  Ashanti returned with a glass of wine for herself and a bottle of Heineken for Tyson. There was clearly something bothering Tyson, by the look on his face. She couldn’t tell if he was angry or sad, or both.

  “Where is Tyshawn? And why are you drinking?” Tyson questioned, taking a huge gulp of his beer.

  “Your son is sleeping. He’s been up all day, so hopefully he will sleep through the night. Besides, I’m having one small glass of wine, Ty. It’s not like I’m sitting here getting smashed,” she said, clearly annoyed.

  Tyson finished off the rest of his beer in one big gulp. “Well Imma bounce. I just came by to see lil’ Ty, but I will stop by some time tomorrow,” he stood up to leave.

  “Wait, let me at least fix you something to eat before you leave,” Ashanti said. She was not ready for Tyson to leave. The baby was sleep and she was bored out of her mind.

  “Nah thanks, but I’m good. I ate a little while ago at Doc’s.”

  “What’s wrong, Ty, I can tell something is bothering you? You know you can talk to me. We are still friends, right?” Ashanti walked up in front to him, grabbing both of his hands. She felt a small twinge of guilt knowing that she tricked him into believing that the baby was his. However, the feeling passed as quickly as it came over her. Tyson was her man first, and she refused to let him just walk out of her life. Ashanti felt like she deserved his love because she put in the work. This new chick didn’t have shit on her or the amount of years they’d spent together.

  “I’m good, Shanti. But I really should go, I’ll holla at you tomorrow,” he said, looking into her eyes.

  Ashanti could see the sadness in his eyes and she knew it had to be something to do with that bitch, Delaney.

  “Don’t go, Ty, just come sit down and watch a movie with me. Plus, you’ve been drinking and you know how these Cobb County police are,” she said, pulling him towards the sofa.

  Tyson’s head was telling him to get in his truck and leave, but his other head was telling him to stay. Thoughts of Delaney laid up with ole boy entered his mind, along with the alcohol he’d been drinking made his decision to stay easier.

  Ashanti sat down on the sofa and patted the space right beside her. She was all smiles. Tyson kicked off his shoes, and sat down beside Ashanti.

  Ashanti flipped through the movies on Netflix until they both agreed on the movie, The Wood staring Omar Epps. Tyson sat back on the sofa and got comfortable.

  “Imma go grab you another beer and go check on the baby before we start the movie,” Ashanti said.

  “No, I’ll go check on Ty while you get the drinks. I haven’t seen my lil’ man in two days.” He smiled. Seeing lil’ Ty always made him feel better. Tyson walked into Tyshawn’s bedroom to find him sleeping peacefully in his crib. Tyson bent down and softly kissed the baby on his chubby little cheek. He stood there and watched him sleep for a few more minutes before walking out of the room to join Ashanti for a night of Netflix and chill.

  When Tyson walked back into the living room, he found Ashanti sitting on the sofa wearing a pair of purple boy shorts and a purple tank top eating a bowl of popcorn. She was looking sexy as hell too.

  “Come on, Ty, sit down so I can start the movie. I thought you had crawled in the crib with the baby and went to sleep,” she joked.

  Tyson cleared his throat and sat down beside her. He tried his best not to look at her smooth vanilla latte colored thighs.

  “Oh shit, I forgot your beer. I was too busy trying to make sure I didn’t burn the popcorn.” Ashanti stood up and all Tyson saw was her juicy ass staring him in the face.

  Ashanti was well aware of what she was doing and it was working like a charm too. She saw the way Tyson was staring at her thighs when he sat down beside her. Boom, got’em! She thought to herself. Surely his dick was now standing at attention, and she had plans on relieving all of his stress tonight.

  She knew Tyson was going to be eyeballing her ass when she walked to the kitchen to get the beer. And she was right too. Tyson couldn’t take his eyes off of her ass.

  “Here ya go,” she said, handing him the bottle of beer.

  “Thanks,” Tyson said, scooting away from her on the sofa. He knew this Netflix and chill shit was a bad idea. The bulge in his pants told him exactly that.

  Surprisingly, Ashanti hadn’t made a move on him at all. Tyson found himself laughing and having a pretty good time with Ashanti. Once the movie was over, Ashanti reached for the remote control to find another movie for them to watch.

  “It’s getting late, Shanti, I should get going.” Tyson sat up and reached for his shoes.

  “Ty, don’t go. Stay the night, no strings attached,” she said in desperation.

  Ashanti stood up and removed the tank top and the boy shorts that she had on.

  Tyson fell back on the sofa and stared at her body. She looked amazing after having a baby only four months ago. Ashanti straddled his lap and kissed him gently on the lips. He let out a soft moan as she slowly grinded on his lap.

  “Make love to me, Tyson. It’s been a long time and I need to feel you inside of me,” she whispered in his ear.

  Alarms were going off in his head, warning him not to go there with her. However, his dick was playing a whole other tune. Tyson wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.

  Ashanti kissed Tyson deeply, enjoying the way their tongues danced together in each other’s mouths. Tyson’s hands roamed over her shoulders, down her back, and all over her plump ass.

  Ashanti reached down and pulled Tyson’s shirt off above his head and tossed it on the floor. Afterwards, she kissed her way down his chest. She slid off his lap and got onto her knees in between his legs. Ashanti unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans, and pulled them off along with his boxers.

  Once Tyson was completely naked she went to work on his hard chocolate stick. She took him all the way inside of her mouth, until the head of his dick was touching her tonsils.

  “Damn, Shanti,” he moaned, grabbing the back of her head. She continued to suck his dick as if her life depended on it. Ashanti was slurping and sucking the head of his dick like it was her favorite lollipop.

  Tyson forgot how good her head game was. He laid his head back on the sofa and closed his eyes, as she sucked him into oblivion.

  “I wanna hit that pussy from the back.” Tyson said, unable to take much more of her head game.

  Ashanti easily complied. She stood up and placed both of her knees on the sofa and bent over, arching her ass high in the air. Tyson pushed himself deep inside of her in one swift movement. Against his better judgment, he entered her raw. He made a mental note to pull out and not release inside of her. One baby was enough.

  “Ahhh shit! Yes baby, go deep!” she moaned.

  Tyson stoked her wet pussy hard and long. He gripped her by the waist and plunged in and out of her over and over again.

  Ashanti was throwing her pussy back on him, and bouncing her ass like she was in a twerk video.

  “Yes daddy, fuck this pussy! I missed you so much, Ty. This is your pussy, baby! Yesssssss!!” she called out. He was hitting her spot and she knew at any moment she was going to cum all over his dick.

  Tyson tried to block out the guilt he was feeling. Thoughts of Delaney suddenly entered his mind. He knew he should have taken his ass home.

  “Fuck me, Ty! Ohhh shit I’m about to cum, baby!” Ashanti was l
oving every minute of it. She had waited so long for Tyson to break and now she had him right where she wanted him.

  “Ohhhhh yessss, I’m cuummminnnng baby!” she yelled, as she came all over Tyson’s magic stick.

  Tyson pulled out of her and sat down on the sofa. The realization of what he’d just done hit him hard. Fuck! Silently he kicked himself for falling prey to Ashanti’s wiles.

  Ashanti was still on her knees breathing heavily, trying to regain her composure.

  “What’s wrong, baby?” she asked turning around and falling back on the sofa.

  “This was a mistake, Ashanti. I’m still in love with Delaney. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

  Ashanti sat up and stared at Tyson with tears in her eyes. “Really Ty! How are you going to bring that bitch’s name up right after we just made love?”

  “I’m sorry, Shanti, but this was a mistake. I didn’t mean to hurt you, but I’ve always been honest with you,” he said reaching for his clothes.

  “Is that why you couldn’t cum? Because you were thinking about her when you were fucking me?” she yelled.

  “Yes, that is exactly why.” Tyson stood up fully dressed. “Listen Imma head out, and again I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to hurt you. I’ll be by later to pick up Tyshawn.”

  “Fuck you, Ty! I fucking hate you!” Ashanti cried. She felt so played and stupid. She pulled her knees up to her chest, hiding her face in shame.

  “Bye Shanti,” Tyson said and walked out of the front door.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  It was Delaney’s twenty-sixth birthday and her mother, Ava, and Uncle Cam were throwing her a birthday party over at her mother’s house. Delaney couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a birthday party and she was amped up about it.

  The outfit she was going to wear had been picked out for about a week or so. She’d found the cutest hunter green, hi-lo halter dress online. As soon as the package arrived, she ripped it open and tried it on. The dress fit her to the tee and hugged her curves while showing off her well-toned thighs.