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    All I wanted to do all day long was kiss you. Please tell me if u don’t want me to. Chapter–one

    Story written on September 1, 2006 by cutefacethickwaist.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=62289
    Author Notes:

    “I’m sorry, I can’t.”-Bette Porter
    This takes place during season one before Bette cheats with Candace. This is CF’s version. Enjoy!

     

    I couldn’t come to terms with myself. I for the first time in seven years, was thinking of another woman, and taking her to bed with me. I was confused and lost around Candace. I admit, she wasn’t where my heart rests. She’s just a flame of heat, I was desting to put out frantically.

     

    Chills filled with goosebumps take the place of my no longer visible indian hairs. Having a drink surfaced through my brain. Although, having one could inhibit me to think about my love I had just crushed. Pieces by pieces until there was nothing left. I knew then that I must tell her. The guilt was starting to make me go crazy inside my head. I have to tell her. But, how will I break it to her? And, what would she really think of me? I decide to have a drink after all.

     

    The next morning…

    While I was getting dressed the phone began to ring. My first thought was Tina. I called her last night and she didn’t answer her phone. She must of been partying with the girls last night. I’m not mad because less than two months ago, she had a miscarriage, losing the one child, I came to fear being a parent to. I hadn’t cried since and I was beginning to feel some tightness and heaviness around my heart. I had a bunch of skeltons I needed to let out the closet.

     

    I felt I wasn’t being openly honest with my wife the way I should of been. I had so many feelings and doubts that she knew nothing about. I was scared and afraid of losing her though my inability to be strong enough for the both of us. I was beginning to fall down, becoming weak from my own insecurities. I was beginning to doubt Tina and what we had from the start. A life, together. I grabbed the phone on the last ring and answered it.

    "Hey…"

    "Good morning, babe."

    "Good morning. Hey, what happened to you last night?"

    "Oh. I’m so sorry about last night. We were all hanging out and I lost track of time. Dana, was busy signing autographs, and next thing I knew, it was after midnight, and we were all sitting up watching televison, and talking about our first time being with, and falling for a woman."

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    2. I’ll excuse the grammar if you excuse me for not being able to read right now. I’m damn exhausted. lmao I’ll be sure to read this later on today. :)

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