"What do you mean its not working out?" I said at the patio table at Starbucks not even thinking about my Carmel macchiato.
"I mean that I can't do this shit anymore Carmen." He said.
"Well I don't understand like ten minutes ago you were telling me you loved me now that tell you I'm not having sex with you till I feel the time I right now your all "I can't do this shit" imitating his voice. "Are you serious Trey?"
"I just want more from this relationship we've been dating for like two months want to take it to the next step but you keep saying no. You're lucky I even wanted to be with you."
"KEY WORD TWO MONTHS!!!" I exclaimed. "And what the fuck do you mean I'm luck you even wanted to be with me"
"I mean you're a FAT BITCH and no other guy wants you" He said loud and everyone in Starbucks turned and looked at us
"Hey!" someone yelled
We to turn around to see this tall gorgeous man about 6'6 curly auburn hair that touched his shoulders he looked like a Greek god and was built like a football player. He had piercing green eyes that darken looking at Trey.
"What in the fuck is wrong with you?" speaking with and Irish accent. "You can't speak to this woman like that!"
My eyes widened when my mystery prince charming put Trey in his place.
"Who was talking to you why you are all up in my business nobody even talking to you?" Trey yelled.
"CLEARLY! I was talking to you because you're the only one in here disrespecting a woman in here. Your mother should've taught you better to say anything like that to a woman." he said "What is your problem?"
