Chapter 32

“Ugh! She is so damn disgusting. I can’t even get a second round before I go to work,” Demi complained as she rolled off Cam and got out of the bed.

He kept his eyes trained on her naked body the entire time, as she walked around the bedroom fussing and gathering her clothes for work. It was way too early for her to leave, but she obviously didn’t care. Courtney called him just about every day and it was starting to be too much. Demi tried to be understanding, but she was over it now.

“Why did you get up? Come get back in the bed. You know I have to be under you for a while before I have to go deal with Asha’s disgusting ass,” Cam replied.

Asha had a doctor’s appointment and he was dreading having to deal with her. She always tried to prolong their time together and that got on Cam’s nerves.

“No, I’m about to get ready for work.” Demi frowned.

“It’s too damn early for you to get ready for work. And what’s the attitude all about? I asked you if you wanted me to stop her from calling and you said no. It was your decision. You made the call,” Cam reminded her.

“I tried to be understanding of the friendship that y’all had, but I can’t deal no more. She’s not calling you as a friend, she’s calling as your ex. What could she possibly want aside from some dick? The shit is annoying,” Demi fussed.

“Cool,” Cam replied in his usually calm attitude that Demi had grown to hate.

“Cool? What exactly does that mean Camden?” Demi questioned.

“It’s means I’ll handle it,” Cam replied.

“See, this nonchalant, I don’t give a fuck attitude is what drives me crazy Camden. You don’t show no kind of emotion,” Demi noted.

“Come on now Demi, don’t start that shit right now. I said that I would handle it and I will. Stop trying to pick an argument because you know I’m not about to entertain it. Now, bring your bald head ass back to bed,” Cam laughed.

“No, and I’m not done with this conversation. Do you talk to her when I’m not around?” Demi asked, referring to Courtney.

“Yeah, sometimes,” Cam replied honestly.

“See!” Demi yelled. “That’s why the bitch feels comfortable calling you all the time. What do you talk to her about Camden?”

“Are you serious right now Demi? You’re trying hard to make this out to be something that it’s not. Courtney was my friend long before she was my girlfriend or anything else. So, yes, we do still talk from time to time. Aside from asking how I’m doing since Randy’s suicide and talking about you, we don’t really discuss too much more,” Cam announced.

“Me? Why are y’all discussing me?” Demi questioned.

“Because you’re my girlfriend and I like to talk about you. Courtney knows how I feel about you, so she won’t come at me sideways about sex no more,” Cam assured her.

“Yeah right,” Demi hissed.

“What’s been up with you and this attitude lately? I don’t like that shit and I need you to fix it,” Cam ordered.

“I’m sorry baby, but I’m not feeling her calling you no more. How would it look if I was still talking to Kamari? Would you be okay with us being friends?” Demi asked.

“Point taken Demi. I’ll tell her what’s up, so we can move pass this. Now, come get back in the bed,” Cam answered.

“The real estate agent said that she has two promising prospects for the house. She said that they both love it and she’s hoping that one of them makes an offer,” Demi said, returning to her normally sweet self. She got back in the bed and snuggled up under Cam.

“That’s what’s up. How are you gonna handle giving Lo his portion of the money since he’s in jail?” Cam wondered.

“One of the senior attorneys that’s been helping me said that I didn’t have to give him anything if I didn’t want to, since his name isn’t on the deed. Louisiana is a community property state, but we purchased the house before we got married. We were only engaged at the time. I just can’t do that and have a clear conscience though. I don’t care if it was drug money that he used, he paid all the bills, including the mortgage. I’m gonna hate to do it, but I might have to go visit him to let him know what’s going on. He doesn’t have any family and I can’t put that kind of money on his books,” Demi rambled.

“Maybe you can keep his portion in a separate account and put some on his books every month,” Cam suggested.

“Would you be okay with that?” Demi asked as she looked up him.

“I’m not tripping about that Demi. I ain’t never been no insecure nigga. I know how it feels to be locked up though. The shit is hard either way, but it’s a lot easier when you have money on your books,” Cam acknowledged.

“Do you think I’m insecure Cam?” Demi asked.