There are only certain times a man should make you cry. The first time he tells you he loves you and means it. When he's hitting that spot just right while blowing your back out. Lastly, when he proposes to you! Never should you ever let a dude see you cry over bullshit, because before you know it he's going to get used to that shit! He won't care if you hurts you. In end, that's going to make you look like dumbass crying over a dude that don't give a shit about your feelings. Never be the fool, play the fool!

Dudes will always try and run game to have you crawling back to them, but it's up to you to see through the lies. If you're going through it, never take him back on the first whim. Now you just open yourself to more bullshit by giving him the mindset that you believed in his ass, now he's going to try and do it again, watch him!

Unless you were the one who fucked up, don't dare beg for his attention. Make him sweat, have him kiss your ass a couple of days, or weeks even. Show him nothing is going to be the same anymore. If you want the trust back you going to have to earn that shit, have him show you that he really wants it. Commitment issues are going to come out the wood works now, you'll have the feeling that when he's not around he's kissing, touching, and holding some girl just like he does you. I ain't saying this shit for kicks either, we all know the simple method of playing the game right to get what we want. It's just that we all take the short cuts to get where we want to be, but it ends up leaving us no where.

It pisses me off when I see two girls fighting over one dude that played both y'all asses! First of all you got that shit backwards. Second of all, a dude should be fighting for your affection. Why do we continue to overlook that? It's not the bitch you should be mad at, you need to checking him for his actions! Think about it.

Chris hand wrapped around abdomen as I felt him winding his hips in a slow snake motion "You hear that boo? No litlle ass kid crying, yelling, or running around the house. Just you and I, it's been a minute since we had it this damn good."

I laughed. "You better be lucky I didn't have to work this week and I miss your ugly ass! It was hard saying goodbye to Mijo, but I'm sure he's good at his papi's house."

"I love him too but I don't want to hear another word about him, aight? Little man is good but I'm trying to get that good good from you!" He smiled kissing my cheek multiple times.

"Calm your ass, what do I keep telling you? You'll get it, when you get. Now I would appreciate if you finish the rest of the dishes while I go take a shower."

"But you look so good washing the dishes, I won't disturb you till you finish." Chris smiled.

I smiled. "No get your slick ass back here and do this for me babe please! I slaved over a hot stove this morning for your greedy ass the least you can do is bust some suds."

Chris smiled leaning on the counter, "Aight go shower, I'll take care of the rest."

Walking past him he smacked me on the ass, I smiled trying to punch him but he blocked the hit. I had the shower running as I looked for something to wear for the day, ain't nothing like a nice hot ass shower. Guess Chris decided to join in too because right before I knew it his ass was stepping in the shower.

"What are you doing, I'm trying to wash?" I smiled as the bubbles slid down my body.

Chris licked his lips grabbing me by the hand "I'm trying to do the same."

My body shivered for a second as he pressed my back against the shower wall. His dick was hard as a rock poking me in the stomach. I smiled as our tongues fought for dominance, I let him win as he picked my leg up to wrap around his waist . Chris was trying to gain entrance but I couldn't give it to him, he was messing up what I was working for. I tired to fight him off but it was just feeling too damn good, he took me by the arms and turned my body towards the wall placing his dick on my lower back. I scratched onto the wall, then beat my fist at the wall, turning around I pushed him off before he got in.

"Why do you keep testing me like this?" Smiling slightly as he backed up into the water, before I answered I had to catch my breath as I looked at the water beat upon his back.

"First of all, you have no condom on. Second, you think I'm stupid, you not going to get it that easy Chris." I smiled before I went on to the last one. "Third, Chris I told you what I'm trying to do. I need you to be on board with that just for a little while."

He stepped close to me leaning off the wall with one hand. "Baby I respect what you trying to do but you can't keep the animal caged like this. I almost had you anyway you want it don't fight it."

I laughed. "Keyword is ALMOST, please just be patience."

He sighed with a smile giving me a kiss, purposely having his dick rub against just to have me change my mind. "Imma get you next time."

"Don't hold your breath," I said closing the shower door.

After getting out the shower and getting dressed, I looked out our bedroom window to see Chris playing basketball in the front yard. After awhile the basketball stopped bouncing and I started smelling something all too damn familiar. I came charging down stairs in full swing hitting him.

"Fuck you hitting me for?"

"Why in the fuck are you smoking that shit Chris, I told you after Mijo was born no more of that!"

"Brielle, calm the fuck down Mijo ain't here and you know I would never do it around him."

"You need to put the weed out now Chris!" I crossed my arms to my chest.

"No, you need to take a hit of this."

"Put the fucking weed out Chris."

He laughed. "Smoke the shit, you ain't hit nothing like this in a minute. Don't even front like you don't want to."

"I ain't playing with you Chris."

"Just smoke the damn blunt."

I was hesitant at first but Mijo wasn't around and my own concern was doing that shit anywhere around him, I took the blunt from his hands and inhaled deeply.

Chris smiled taking it back. "That's what I thought, now are you going to ball with me or go back in the house?"

"Excuse me? Boy you don't want none of this I'll blow your ass out the water."

He laughed. "That's fighting words right there, you sure about that?"

I smiled. "I don't want to embarrass you, plus bighead I'm not dressed for it." I said waving around my sheer skirt.

"I'll make it easy for you, first one to 5 wins."

I smiled. "Aiight that's cool, loser though as to do something special for the winner . No sexual favors though," I said snatching the ball from him.

"If I win you have to suck on my toe."

I laughed damn near in tears. "What the fuck is wrong with you, hell no. Just play the damn game."

"Ladies first."

Chris tried everything he could to get me off my guard, he knows damn well laughing is my only weakness. When the ball was in my hands he said any and everything he could to make me laugh. You would have thought he would've just let me take over the court but Chris isn't that type of boyfriend. This is one thing I love about him, he's so damn competitive he never likes to lose. It doesn't matter what it is, if we baking a damn cake we betting on who can stir the mix the fastest or who made the best cake. It makes me happy knowing that he's not the type of boyfriend that lets his girl win because it's the right thing to do, he puts forth the effort to show his ass off. I want to know I'm playing a man not a punk.

The game was tied 4 – 4, it his ball and I was thinking of everything I could to make him lose."

"I ready don't want to make you cry, so how about you go in the house and fix me dinner for tonight." He smiled.

"No you didn't?" I laughed still keeping my eye on him. "When rock this ball from your ass you going to wish you never said that to me."

"You making this really easy for me baby, you look cute when you mad."

"Ain't nobody mad, don't start kissing my ass now." I said but then he tried to fake me left but I caught him. "That shit ain't going down on my court, take that shit somewhere else."

He laughed. "Babe, I don't want to hurt you move out my way."

"Resorting to threatening really Chris, come one boo boo you can do better than that." I smiled.

"You not going to get this point."

He fought hard for it but I faked him out by tapping his nuts, it stunned him for a minute giving me an open window to snatch the ball from him. While holding himself he used his other hand to pull me back but I took the shot anyway, it spun around the rim a couple times before making a pretty swoosh in!

"What was that you were saying before? I was going to lose? Go get in the damn kitchen and fix me a steak!" I teased.

He laughed. "Don't get your little ass carried away, you just got lucky and played dirty."

I caressed his cheek with my hand "Awe baby you mad?"

He smiled lightly, "Now you trying to clown."

I giggled. "Have fun playing with yourself, I better not smell no more damn weed either."

Something special, I think I can manage that but it has to be something that she wouldn't expect. There's plenty of things I've done for her that were special, but I was thinking that I want this to be original nothing already thought of by others and nothing too typical. I want her to really love me for this. Has to be something that embodies both of us, something that I know I'll love doing it for her and she'll feel good about doing. Like that time when I took her to the studio and she made the song, we were both doing something we love.

Seriously I thought this being tied down thing would be difficult for me to handle, because I'm still young and still got the mind set of fucking different women. Brielle keeps me grounded, in a good way.

"Baby are you busy right now?" Brielle asked coming down stairs as I was fooling around with a couple things.

"No, why what do you need?"

"I was wondering if you could give me a tattoo right now?"

"I thought you didn't want anymore tattoo after Mijo was born."

Brielle came over and sat in my lap "I know but this is my last one, it'll only take 30 minutes . All I want is a black keyhole below the feathers and a design around it."

"That's it? I figured you would get something dramatic like a tiger or something, you know how you do."

She smiled letting out a laugh "No, just a simple keyhole design."

I placed my gloves on as she laid on the table, it didn't take long to draw the outline of the tattoo the only hard part for her is coloring it in ."

"What do this one represents?"

"I'm not telling you."

"Why not?"

"Cause if I do you'll laugh at me."

I smiled, No I won't."

She lightly smiled. "See look at you, I ain't even said nothing yet and you already starting."

"Ain't nobody going to laugh at you, tell me."

"I'll tell you some of other time."

"If you don't tell me, then you have to ride out with me on the motorcycle." I said just finishing her tat.

Leaning up smiling she pushed, "You dumb?" I don't even like you going out on that things!"

"That's what it is then, you got 5 seconds or I'm dragging your ass on that bike."

"You know what, let's go then!"

Before she came outside she changed out of skirt and put on something more comfortable for the ride, I roared the engine as I waited for her to come out. All that acting she was putting on like she wasn't afraid I could see right through it, on the inside she was shitting bricks. Once I sped off from the driveway with her holding tight onto my waist she screamed, we made it downtown without me having to pull over or stop. People shouted my name and took pictures, when they did Brielle smiled sticking her tongue out at them. Some people came up and commented on how beautiful she was and lucky, then you had the haters saying how ugly and dumb she was for being with me. Brielle almost snapped the neck off one girl but we just laugh at the rest because we didn't care. It ain't nobody's business how we feel or what we do.