We Both Cant Be Bae 3 (We Both Can't Be Bae)

by Twyla T

  Cameron: Hey girl! How is Kingston acting?

  Toya: Grown as hell, but I’m sure you already know that!

  Cameron: Unfortunately, I do.

  Toya: Who is granny number two??

  Cameron: What did he say?

  Toya: Just that he wanted to see granny number two. I told him I’ll have to see where she is and he asked me if I knew her.

  Cameron: I’m gonna beat his little ass. Just ignore all that.

  Toya: Ain’t no ignoring Kingston lol

  Cameron: Right! Well, call me if you need me. And y’all be careful.

  Toya: We good.

  “What’s on your mind?” Keith asked while reaching over and grabbing her thigh after she put her phone down.

  “If I tell you, you might be charged with accessory, so I’ll keep it to myself,” she said while laughing, trying to lighten the mood.

  “Don’t do anything and end up in jail girl,” he said seriously.

  “Trust me, I don’t plan on going to anybody’s jail, but anyway, you’re pretty quiet yourself. What’s up?” she asked.

  “I got way too much shit on my mind, so you just take the same answer you gave to me as my response,” he said. “We got some serious shit to discuss at a later date though,” he continued. He wanted to tell her about what his mom had done the day he took Kingston home with him from Wal-Mart, but decided it would be better to wait.

  Arriving downtown, they checked into their room at The Peabody and relaxed for a minute. The business that Keith needed to handle would only take an hour and he decided to do that while Cameron got dressed for that evening. Hitting up Beale Street later was a must, but first, they would eat at the BB King restaurant. Keith and Cameron decided to watch a movie, but the movie ended up watching them as they slept in each other’s arms. About two hours later, Keith woke up and got ready to go handle his business. He looked at Cameron’s finger and noticed that she was still wearing the ring he bought her and smiled.

  Later, after stuffing their faces with some of the best food in Memphis, Keith and Cameron headed towards Beale Street. Cameron knew there would a lot of walking, so she dressed comfortably in a yellow Chanel wrap dress and some gold Chanel sandals. She put her hair up in a messy bun because she knew it would be hot and muggy outside while walking around. After applying her makeup, putting on her jewelry, and spraying on one of her favorite fragrances by Juicy Couture, Cameron was good to go. Keith changed out of his Balmain jeans and dressed in some Polo Khakis, a yellow Polo shirt, and some khaki colored Polo shoes. They were both looking good and comfortable.

  The first stop Cameron wanted to make was to Wet Willie’s for a daiquiri, so that’s what they did. After walking around, taking pictures, and laughing at drunks, Keith and Cameron decided to go to Club 152. They threw back a couple of drinks and listened to some old school jams on the first floor before heading up to the third floor where rap and R&B were played. Keith wasn’t really the dancing type, but with the amount of drinks consumed, they were both feeling themselves. Grinding on each other only made them want to head back to the room and that’s exactly what Keith and Cameron did an hour and a half later.

  On the way up to their room, the two lovebirds couldn’t keep their hands off of each other on the elevator. Their tongues created a dance of its own and they were both on cloud nine. Cameron wanted to feel Keith inside of her so bad, but she also wanted to taste him just as bad. She couldn’t wait to get inside the room and have her way. Keith was hard as a rock and ready to fill Cameron’s inside with his throbbing dick. Bumping into a couple as they were getting off of the elevator, neither of them broke their embrace to apologize.

  Finally reaching their destination, Keith and Cameron devoured each other more once they were behind closed doors. “Damn, I’ve missed you so much bae,” Cameron moaned between kisses.

  “I missed you too, girl,” he said while laughing a little because he actually missed hearing her call him bae. Grabbing her by the waist and picking her up, Keith carried Cameron to the king size bed. She wrapped her legs around him and didn’t want to let go. They fell down on the bed together. As Keith started tracing kisses down her body, Cameron started to tingle all over. Keith pulled the belt on her wrap dress and exposed her black lace push up bra and matching black lace panties.

  “Damn girl,” was all he could say before continuing with his trail of kisses. Stopping at her thighs and biting softly, Keith slid her panties to the side and inserted two fingers into her wet pussy.

  “Umm,” she moaned while lifting her hips so that he could remove her panties completely. While sliding them down, Keith let his tongue go to work on her. Cumming almost instantly, Cameron cried out in ecstasy and it turned him on even more. After feeling like she couldn’t take any more of his tongue, Cameron scooted away so that she could get in the position to taste the dick that she had been missing so much. Seeing his pre-cum seeping out, Cameron rubbed it around his sensitive head. She teased him by licking the tip for a few seconds, then she deep throated him and made his toes curl.

  “Oh shit, you not bout to make me cum yet,” Keith said while pushing her up.

  Entering her slowly, savoring the moment, Keith bent down and kissed her sensually. After thrusting all the way to the hilt, Keith looked at Cameron’s face just in time to see a tear falling down her right cheek. Kissing it off, he told her how much he loved her. “I love you too,” she whispered, meaning every word of it and wishing that she would have followed her heart years ago. They made love all night long, and if it was possible, he pumped enough cum into her to have about ten babies.

  The next morning, Keith and Cameron woke up to a couple next door getting it in. The walls weren’t really thin, so for them to hear it, they had to really be going at it. The couple sounded like they were getting enough to last them a lifetime. “Damn, I’m jealous,” Keith said, as he pulled Cameron on top of him. Being that she was just as horny as he was, Cameron climbed on top of him and eased down on his dick.

  “Ahhhhh,” she said. He cupped both of her breasts in his hands and pinched her nipples simultaneously. Cameron had her way with him. She didn’t know if she would ever get this opportunity again. Keith tried to flip her over, but she was enjoying the feel of him in that position, so she stayed on top. Finally getting his way, Keith flipped Cameron over and pushed both of her ankles up on the headboard, causing her to scream out.

  “I want you to make the woman next door jealous now,” he said, meaning every word of it. A few more deep strokes and loud screams, and he was depositing cum into her again.

  After showering together and ordering some room service, Keith and Cameron finally threw on some clothes so that they could hit the road. “I really needed this time away and I enjoyed you. I don’t want it to end. If anything happens to me, just know that I have always loved you,” Cameron said.

  “Girl, nothing better not happen to you; I’ll kill a muthafucka,” Keith swore. “However, I love you too, and you better not ever forget it,” he continued. Keith shared the same thoughts that Cameron had, but he didn’t want to scare her, so he kept them to his self.

  Grabbing their overnight bags and heading toward the elevator, Keith and Cameron heard the next room’s door opening, but paid no attention as they both walked slowly, not ready to face reality yet. They dropped their bags and hugged and shared another kiss as the doors were closing. They heard the elevator ding, indicating that someone had stopped to get on it, but neither one of them looked up until the kiss ended. As they were entering the elevator, Keith and Cameron stood shocked as they locked eyes with their parents. Stanley and Carla.

  Chapter 16

  Mr. Miller spent all day Saturday doing some much needed yard work. Around six o’clock that evening when he was pretty much done with everything, he stopped and headed to his favorite store. He could go to Lowe’s every day of the week. Just browsing around, Charles ran into a familiar face. Not being able to figure out where he had run into her before, h
e spoke and kept walking. Before he got off of the aisle, Charles heard her say, “Your wife is in Memphis, right?” The look on his face let her know that she was correct, so she said, “So, is my husband,” and she walked off.

  Charles stood there looking like a lost little puppy for about three minutes, trying to figure out what just happened. A light bulb went off and he finally figured out where he remembered that face from. It was the lady at McDonald’s that Kingston had called granny number two. Walking away from his cart that only held a few things that he didn’t really need, Charles headed straight for his truck and ended up at the closest liquor store. He had always told himself that if Carla ever cheated on him, he would just have to suck it up and deal with it because of what he had done in the past; but when reality hits you in the face, it’s a whole different story. Even without having any solid proof, in his heart, he knew the lady was telling the truth. After buying a fifth of Paul Mason, he headed on home.

  It had been a while since Mr. Miller had a drink, so after he drank the whole bottle, he was out. The next morning, he woke up at almost noon with a slight headache, so he took a couple of Aspirins and started his daily pot of coffee. Still undecided on how he would handle the situation, Charles realized that he didn’t check the mail yesterday, so he went outside to take care of that. I’m probably just gonna talk to her, but I can’t be mad. I brought this on myself. I can’t sweep it under the rug without addressing it, but I know I have to handle it the right way, he thought to himself while walking to the mailbox. The only thing in there was a newspaper and a letter addressed to him with no return address or name. Hmm, wonder what this could be, Mr. Miller thought to himself. After reading the contents of the letter, Mrs. Miller’s cheating was pretty much irrelevant for the moment. Mr. Miller went back inside the house and grabbed his phone. Dialing Malcolm’s number back to back to back, but he never picked up. Thinking this had to be a joke, he picked the letter up and read it again.

  Mr. Miller,

  If you are receiving this letter, it means that I finally decided to carry out my plan of eliminating myself from this earth because of the sin I committed. I haven’t been able to sleep in months because of what I did. I was contacted by a man by the name of Malcolm Price asking me if I wanted to make some extra money. I was in a financial bind because my mom had just lost her house, so the five thousand dollars he offered me, I couldn’t turn it down. I’m not even sure if the story he told me about Fred raping his sister was true or not; I was only concerned with getting that five thousand dollars and sending it to my mom. The only thing I had to do was strike up a conversation with Fred while walking down a busy street. The day that it was supposed to take place, I backed out, but Malcolm threatened to kill my mom, so I felt like I was in a lose lose situation and had no choice but to follow through with his plan. After I pushed him into the traffic in front of that big truck, I took off running and never looked back. I was paid half of the money up front and received a cashier’s check in the mail two weeks later for the other half. I know that what I did is unforgivable, which is why I am enclosing the check that was sent to me, and I am also taking myself out of my misery. I am so very sorry for what I did to you and your family. Words can’t express my sorrow.

  Chapter 17

  “I’m pregnant,” Phebe blurted out to Luke as they were driving down the highway heading home. They had spent yesterday and last night together while Keith was out of town handling business. He did a double take and almost lost control of the car. Once it registered what she said, he started grinning like a kid on Christmas morning. “Word, well I know for a fact now that it’s time for me to make you all mine,” Luke said. She smiled, relieved that he was happy about her being pregnant.

  “So, how far along are you?” he asked. She told him that she was only a couple of months. The next thing she told him was about how Keith knew her cycle and ovulating days like clockwork, how she faked her cycle and slept with him on a day when she should have been ovulating, knowing she was already pregnant. Luke was a bit angered by her actions, but he told her that he understood and he didn’t want any more games. Phebe had no idea that she had accidentally dialed Keith’s cellphone and a voicemail was being left on his phone.

  Out of nowhere, gunshots rang out like fireworks on the fourth of July. POW POW POW POW POW POW POW!!! Blood splattered everywhere and screams could be heard before Luke lost control of the car and swerved off of the road, flipping a couple of times and finally landing in a ditch. The car behind them timed everything perfectly and exited the highway like nothing had happened, heading to get rid of the stolen car, retrieve theirs, and inform their boss that the job had been taken care of.

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  Charlotte had spoken with her mom a few days ago and was happy that she was doing much better. Her mom told her that she would be out of town from Friday until Sunday on a business trip when she mentioned coming home. She didn’t tell her mom, but she was planning on coming home anyway to surprise her since she had taken some time off from work. Not really feeling like driving, Charlotte booked a flight and flew into Jackson Medgar Evers International Airport late Saturday evening where Crystal was supposed to be waiting on her. They had some things to sort through and since Crystal had been staying at a hotel in Flowood, which wasn’t far from the airport, it made sense for Charlotte to meet up with her. On Sunday, when she felt like her mom would be back, she would drive on home.

  After retrieving her bags and walking outside, she spotted Crystal waiting just where she said she would be. They shared a brief and awkward hug, then headed for the car. “Are you hungry?” Crystal asked.

  “Actually, I am. Just stop anywhere except Burger King. It’s normally my favorite, but it hasn’t been agreeing with me lately,” Charlotte replied. Crystal asked her why it hadn’t been agreeing with her, but Charlotte just changed the subject and asked her how she had been feeling lately. Crystal knew that she was purposely avoiding her question, but she answered her anyway.

  They stopped at Long Horn Steakhouse and fed their faces. Crystal noticed the stressed looked on Charlotte’s face and couldn’t help but to finally ask her what was going on. Needing to get it out, Charlotte finally spilled her guts about everything that had been going on. She was very honest and told her about how she never really felt a real connection to her mom, even though she was never mistreated. She told her about sleeping with Malcolm the night before he married her sister, about how she had set Cameron up and almost caused her death. Charlotte told Crystal all of her feelings that she had towards her just leaving her, and even about finding out that she was pregnant. As painful as it was, everything was put out there. Charlotte knew that in the near future, she would have to repeat those same exact words to her mom and sister, but it felt good to admit it to someone before talking to them. Talking to another stranger was definitely out of the question after the incident that happened with Bertha. She still didn’t know if Malcolm knew about her pregnancy or not, and she really didn’t care. After getting an abortion before and being told that she would never be able to get pregnant again, another abortion seemed absurd. Charlotte made a vow to herself to make amends with everyone she had caused harm to and do right by her child. She didn’t want or need Malcolm to raise a child; it would only be a constant reminder about the wrong they had done.

  Sitting there floored, Crystal knew without a doubt that she couldn’t judge or look down on her at all, but she hated that Charlotte had followed in her footsteps, even without her being the one to raise her. She was terribly disappointed on the inside, while remaining calm on the outside. She told Charlotte she didn’t know how, but she was sure that everything would work out some kind of way. Being very supportive to her was the only thing that mattered at this point. Hearing that she now had a grandchild on the way, Crystal told Charlotte that it just hit her that she should fight and take the chemo treatments, so her chances of being alive to see her grandchild born would
be greater. Charlotte agreed and told her that she would do any and everything she could do to help. They decided to head to the room to relax and continue bonding. There was a twenty-four-hour spa there and they decided that they would hit it up.

  Chapter 18

  “MOM!!”

  “POPS!!” Cameron and Keith screamed in unison.

  “What the… what are you two doing here together? OMG!!” Cameron continued. Both of the parents just dropped their heads, not knowing what to say. Mr. Edwards and Mrs. Miller were both standing there thinking about how they had just decided to end things with each other sexually before they slipped up and got caught. All four of them stood there, saying nothing. Neither was in a position to judge, but Cameron and Keith were both silently judging their parents. Mr. Edwards started thinking back to the time in Atlanta when he ran into Cameron and almost got caught.

  The trip Carla took with me to Atlanta had been one to remember. We were supposed to end things then, but neither of us could let go. That Friday, we spent the day just enjoying each other. We visited Centennial Olympic Park, Georgia Aquarium, and dined at Sweet Georgia’s Juke Joint that night, so we could dance and sip on a few drinks after dinner. When we made it back to the room, we were both sloppy drunk. Holding onto each other and kissing as we made our way up to our room, people pointed and laughed while speaking about how cute and in love we were. I smiled, wishing she was my wife.

  We wasted no time tearing our clothes off once we got inside of our room. She told me she needed to feel me inside of her right away and, boy, did I want to be inside of her sweetness. I reached into my pocket and noticed that I only had one condom left, so I knew I had to make it last. She was anxious to feel me and the feeling was mutual, but I decided to take my time and kiss her from head to toe. I kissed, licked, and sucked every inch of her body and had her begging me to stop. When I parted those beautiful lips of hers that rested between her legs and dove in with my tongue, she went wild, cumming almost instantly. I sucked up every single drop and didn’t stop until she came again. When I felt like she was satisfied enough, I eased inside of her wetness and I was in heaven. We both moaned simultaneously. Everything was just as good and sweet as it was on our very first encounter.