Page 49 of I Heard It All Before

“Get up and come wash all that sex off you,” Cam said as he got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom.

Demi wanted to follow him, but her legs felt like noodles. She couldn’t move even if she wanted to.

“Cam!” Demi called out after a few minutes.

“What’s up?” he asked when he came back into the room. His naked body was covered in soap, making Demi unconsciously lick her lips in appreciation.

“I can’t move,” she admitted, making him laugh.

“I got you,” Cam laughed as he walked over to the bed and picked her up.

He and Demi talked while they showered together. She threw on a t-shirt and got back in bed, while Cam left to go get them something to eat. Demi couldn’t believe what had just taken place between the two of them. Guilt was eating her up as soon as Cam was no longer in her presence. She needed to talk to someone, so she grabbed the phone and called her sister, Isis. She made her call Imani on three-way, purposely leaving Savoy out of the equation.

“Hey sisters!” Imani yelled when she answered the phone.

“I’m going to hell with gasoline thongs on,” Demi said soon after.

“Why? What did you do?” Isis asked.

“I cheated y’all. I had sex with Cam and cheated on my husband,” Demi admitted.

“Oh no, Demi,” Isis replied.

“Was it good? That nigga look like he can break the pussy up and put it back together like a puzzle,” Imani said.

“Really Imani?” Isis asked.

“Really what? Now, I don’t condone cheating, but fuck Kamari,” Imani snapped.

“No matter how you feel about him, he’s still my husband Imani. Our marriage is over, but I still should have respected my vows. God! What the hell am I doing?” Demi asked herself aloud.

“Was it big Demi? That nigga look like he’s packing something serious,” Imani exclaimed.

“Don’t answer her, Demi. She’s a heathen and I feel sorry for Steve. He’s marrying her stupid ass,” Isis commented.

“And speaking of weddings, your soon to be ex-husband is out of mine. Ask Cam if he wants to take his place. It seems like he’s my new brother-in-law now anyway,” Imani replied.

“What! No Demi, don’t ask him that. I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Isis lectured.

“Neither do I,” Demi agreed.

“I don’t know why not. You’re about to be moving in with him. He’s obviously gonna be around for a while,” Imani pointed out.

“I like Cam, but I don’t know if that’s a good idea anymore. I’m so confused,” Demi said as she buried her head in her hands.

“You only live once Demi. Don’t live your life with regrets. Nike said it best, just do it,” Imani reasoned.

“Don’t do it Demi. And promise me that you won’t sleep with him anymore either. Not until you’re divorced,” Isis replied.

Demi felt like the cartoons where the characters had a devil and an angel on each shoulder. Both her sisters were telling her to do something different and she was more confused than ever.

“Yes Isis, I promise,” Demi swore.

She hated not to keep her word, but she broke that promise a few minutes after Cam returned to the room. He and Demi ate their food, and she was on top of him taking a ride a few minutes after. She always felt bad afterwards, but she knew that the feeling of guilt would go away eventually. That was the part that scared her the most.

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