Kadeem
My breath comes out in short pants. I am trying to control myself, trying to show Ardal that I can be calm, but she lied to me. Lying is the worst type of betrayal, and I hate it. Hate it. Now, it is taking every ounce of strength I have not to shake her shoulders as I yell, “Why did you lie to me?” Instead of shaking them, I rip them tightly.
Ardal stands in front of me. She ducks her head down and bites her lip. “I can be a professional fitness trainer and have my babies too! They are sweet and well-behaved,” she yells at me.
I loosen my grip on her strong, well-formed shoulders and gently rubbed my hands up and down her arms. I shook my head. My gaze strayed to the tight sports bra stretched across her breasts making them look full and perky-just the way I like.
“That’s not
