You're My Little Secret 2
back with Taylor?”
    “Because he told me Kennedi. He tried to feed me some bullshit about wanting his family back. I swear I hate his ass.”
    “I’m sorry to hear that, but you’re never going to believe my drama even when I tell it to you. I left Dominic’s lying, cheating ass last week.”
    “Why, what happened?” She asked instantly perking up.
    “Let’s go get something to eat so we can talk. How about we meet at Drago’s?” I asked her. Drago’s is a very nice restaurant in the heart of the central business district in New Orleans. They sell some of the best charbroiled oysters in the city.
    “Say no more, I’m on my way,” Tiffany said before we disconnected.
    I made a detour and headed in the direction of the restaurant. Dominic could wait a little bit longer. The ball is in my court anyway, so he had to work on my time. Tiffany must have sped all the way to the restaurant because she was already there when I arrived. We both exited our cars and walked into the restaurant and got seated.
    “I need a stiff drink,” Tiffany said as soon as our waitress approached our table. Once she took our food and drink orders she disappeared just as quickly as she came.
    “So what happened with you and Dominic?” Tiffany asked the minute we were alone.
    “I don’t even know where to start. He’s been cheating on me, but that’s not the worst part,” I said feeling slightly emotional.
    “Well, tell me what’s up. You got me on the edge of my seat.”
    “Brooklyn’s baby is his,” I said trying hard not to cry.
    “Oh my God! Please tell me that you are lying. Dominic was fucking Brooklyn?” Tiffany yelled out in shock. A few people looked our way at her sudden outburst, but I really didn’t care.
    “Yep, all this time I thought it was David, and it ended up being my man that she was screwing instead. Crazy thing is, if you wouldn’t have told me about her being pregnant, I probably would have never found out. They were messing around the whole time and I never even knew it. I feel so stupid.”
    “You don’t have anything to feel stupid about. Her sneaky ass probably threw the pussy at him. You should whip her ass just like I plan to do to Taylor. Her and Bryce must have been messing around too. I know he didn’t just up and decide to move out overnight. Now, I know why he was avoiding me whenever I talked about us renewing our lease,” Tiffany said angrily.
    “Well, when I leave here I’m going to talk to him. I left home as soon as I found out, so we never had a chance to discuss anything. I don’t even know if the bitch is having the baby or not.”
    “Girl, you know she’s going to have that baby. Dominic is paid, so she’s going to use that baby to milk his ass dry. You better not leave your man over that dumb shit. Make it hard for both of their asses,” Tiffany said.
    “I’m not leaving him, but I’m not accepting his outside child either. He can give her money for the bastard, but that’s all. That baby is not stepping one foot inside of my house. As far as I’m concerned Dominic doesn’t even have any kids unless they’re coming from me.”
    “You damn right,” Tiffany cosigned. “Fuck Brooklyn and her baby. I’ve been waiting to slap her spoiled ass anyway.”
    After spending a few hours at the restaurant with Tiffany, we parted ways. She could no longer afford to keep the house that she once shared with Bryce, so I agreed to help her find an affordable one bedroom apartment. It seemed that Brooklyn and her family were becoming a headache for me and my entire family. I couldn’t believe that Bryce would do my cousin dirty, after all, that she has done for his ungrateful ass. It’s because of her that he’s as financially well off as he is. Taylor is to him what Brooklyn is going to be to Dominic, a baby mama and nothing more.
    I pulled up to Dominic’s job and rolled my eyes when I spotted David’s car parked next to his truck. I don’t know for a fact, but I’m

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