Avery's show in Houston was next. I remember the last time I went to see him there. I was an insecure mess on a mission to catch him cheating. Truthfully, I was looking for a way out. I was scared to let go of my past and not ready to embrace my future. I didn't think another man could love me the way Malachi did and possibly more. I was afraid that it was too good to be true. Even though Avery did hurt me, I knew it was a mistake.
I overcame that hurt and gave him another chance. I know some people thought I was stupid to take him back. I received the most criticism from my family, but I didn't care what anyone thought and listened to my heart. I'm glad that I did. I knew deep down that Avery was the one. He replenished my faith in love and gave me a second chance to fulfill my dreams. My dream of having a family, love, happiness, and security. Things that I thought I'd be deprived of with such a tragic loss of my first love.
Even with all that we've been through, I'm grateful that he was by my side. He's always supported me during the toughest times in my life and everything in between. He loves me flaws and all and I love him just as much. I was happy that things were finally getting better for us. Last night seemed to move us forward and put us back on the right track.
I had a lot of time to think about everything over the past few weeks. I thought about what I really wanted and what was best for my family and marriage. I was willing to give having another baby a try. I have to admit that I'm scared. I'm not sure if it will happen and if it does there's a possibility that I'll miscarry again. Even with my fears, I wanted to do this for him, for us. I know how much it meant to him. I wanted another baby too. I'm also open to adoption if it doesn't work out. I wasn't going to worry about it until we crossed that bridge. The most important thing was we were on the same page. We worked to build back our trust and to solve our conflicts.
It seemed that our external conflicts weren't a problem anymore, at least that's what I hoped. Anastasia, Future, Gabrielle, and Angela did some very hurtful and manipulative things like stalking us, ruining our reputation, and trying to break up our marriage. They made it hard for me to trust people. Gabrielle's betrayal was the worst for me to process. I guess she's seen me as something that blocked her from getting him even when she never had a chance. I tried not to worry, but I do think about what she will do next. I have a feeling that whenever she gets out of jail will she stalk my husband again. I hope after the beatdown that I gave her, she learned her lesson. If not, I'm ready to give her another one.
Gabrielle and Angela violated my privacy in so many ways. I still worry about that sex tape leaking. I don't even understand why they would do that to anyone. I worked with Gabrielle for years and I didn't see coming. As for Angela, I knew she didn't care for me, but I thought we at least had mutual respect for each other. We were cordial to each other over the past two years. I guess their obsession with my husband got the best of them and drove them crazy.
I understood why women went crazy over Avery and it was more than his looks, fame, and money. He has this vibe, something that drew everyone to him. You couldn't help but like him. He has this masculine thing too that just turns you on. And this confident walk that you couldn't look away from. I could watch him walk into a room, across the room, and out of the room all day. I loved to just watch him. I loved it, even more, when he was watching me with those hazel eyes full of love and lust.
He was giving those eyes on the plane ride to Houston. I knew what he wanted, but we were not alone. The air cabin was full of his team members, including his band and dancers. They were all engaged in deep conversations, vibing to music, or were lost in their electronic devices. Avery cuddled up closer to me and rubbed my thigh softly.
"We should go to the back. They won't even notice that we're gone," he whispered in my ear.
"But they will hear me. You know I can't keep quiet," I blushed.
"I love it though. Always sounds like sweet music to me," he said, inching his hand deeper between my thighs.
"You have a show tonight... We can- we can wait until later. We still have two more days together," I said, squirming in my seat from his touch.
He smirked. He knew what he was doing to me, getting me all hot and bothered. He pulled me close to him and started nibbling on my shoulder blade, my spot. I closed my eyes enjoying his touch.
"You two need to get a room. There's one on this jet. Use it," Kai interrupted.
I opened my eyes and pushed his hand away. Then I sat up straight. I was a little embarrassed while Ave was irritated.
"Damn, Kai! You always blocking and interrupting me. What do you need?" he spat.
"And you always get on my nerves. Anyway, Travis Scott wants to support you and introduce you to the stage. Is that okay?" she inquired.
I promise these two are worse than me and Bryce.
"That's fine. Tell him I said thanks. Now can you make sure no one else comes over here? I'm trying to spend quality time with my wife!" he said loud enough for everyone to hear.
There were a few whistles, laughter, and clapping. Kai shook her head and rolled her eyes before walking back to her seat.
"Now back to what I was doing," he said, pulling me closer to him.
"Absolutely not," I said, pushing him away.
"Come on, Bee," he begged.
"No. This jet is about to land anyway. You need some rest before your show. I'm going to be front and center screaming. I might even throw my panties on the stage."
He laughed and wrapped his arms around me. I relaxed into his arms. We talked a little before the captain announced our descent. It immediately got quiet. Everyone put everything away and got back in their seats to prepare for landing. We landed shortly after and headed to the hotel. I made sure that he got some rest.
While he was asleep, Kai came up to our suite. It was late in the morning. She wanted to do a little shopping and get something to eat before soundcheck. I wanted to find something cute to wear tonight too. I left a note for my husband. Then I got ready and headed out with her. We went to the River Oaks District. We both found something we liked. I found a cute black jumpsuit. Then we went to Steak 48 to get a bite to eat and have girl time. We got a private table near the rear. We were eating, drinking, and talking about our men.
"You don't know how nice is it to get a break from the guys," she beamed.
"I bet it is. But what about the dancers?"
"I don't really get a chance to get to know them. I just make sure they stay away from your husband. Especially now with the Gabrielle situation. I have to be on the lookout even more."
"I know and I appreciate you for being there for my husband. Thanks for keeping away all the thirsty, crazy hoes... Well, no one could control what happened. Speaking of crazy hoes, do you know what's going to happen to Gabrielle and Angela?"
"After Gabrielle gets out of the hospital, she'll well be transferred to Atlanta and get her sentencing. Angela was arrested. Dante said that Angela took a deal and will get one year of prison time. She's required to have therapy for at least six months. They both have a permanent Protective Order against them. They have to stay away from you and Avery forever or face more jail time. That means no contact of any kind. Of course, they both were terminated from the company. None of this will get out in the media. You don't have to worry about them anymore," she explained.
I didn't care if the story got out, but it was nice to know that it wasn't. I felt safer knowing they couldn't contact us. I hoped the help provided would benefit them. Gabrielle needed the most help and I hoped she got it and move on with her life. I knew therapy has helped me and continues to help me. When I get home I'm going to seek help with my blackouts, anger, and stress. I thought about what Drew said. He thought that I possibly had PTSD. I wasn't sure. I hope it was just normal stress from all of the chaos and drama.
"Blaire, are you okay?" she asked, pulling back from my thoughts.
"Yes, I'm sorry. I have a lot on my mind."
"I know. You are so strong... I just want you to leave that in the past and have a good time this weekend. We are going to have fun at your man's show," she said teary-eyed.
"Don't you start that crying... Thank you. Well, let's get back. You have to get to work soon."
"Don't remind me," she joked.
We hugged and paid the bill. Then we headed back to the hotel. When I got back in the room Avery was getting dressed. He smiled when he saw me. I went over to him and kissed his lips.
"You had fun shopping?" he asked.
"I did. I plan on having a lot of fun tonight," I said with a wink.
"I look forward to that. I got to go. Relax and get sexy for me. I'll see you tonight."
He kissed my forehead and left. I watched him walk away looking all extra good. Then I put my things away. I was a little tired. so I got undressed and got in bed. I called my mom to check on my kids.
"I shouldn't have even answered. Maddie and Aiden are fine. We are fine," she complained.
"Well, I'm sorry for being a concerned mother and daughter," I said sarcastically.
"I know, but you should be spending time with your husband. He's going to be gone for a while and with all that happened you better cherish the time you have together."
"I do, mom. I'm not looking forward to going home on Monday," I said sighing.
"You should stay longer and work on giving me some more grandbabies," she hinted.
"Oh my God, mom! Anyway, I have to go. I love you. Tell dad, my babies, and my brothers that I love them too. I'll let you know when I'll be heading back."
"Okay. I love you too. Bye, Bebe."
I hung up with a big smile on my face. I love my mom so much. I put my alarm on to make sure I didn't wake up too late. Then I dozed off.
I got up before my alarm went off due to a knock on the door. I got up and took a deep breath remembering the night in New Orleans. It was two young ladies from the hotel with several bags in their hands. They told me that the bags were for me, a gift from my husband. I thanked them as they put them on the foyer table. After they left, I dived in the bags. My husband bought me designer shoes, bags, and a few outfits. It made me feel so good that he was thinking about me. I couldn't wait to see him and show him how much I appreciated him.
I did my makeup and hair. I picked one of the outfits that he bought. It was cute and sexy, something I would have never bought for myself. It's a short faux suede long-sleeve body-con dress, almost the same color as my skin. It hugged all of my curves and didn't leave much for the imagination. I put on some thigh-high boots and grabbed my phone.
I headed down to the lobby for the car service that was waiting to take me to the arena. Once I arrived, I was taken to the VIP entrance. I saw a few associates from the industry and mingled a little. I was having fun. I felt like me again. The show was about to start and I was front and center ready to support my man. Our new R&B group, Addiction, opened the show. I was proud of them. They did such a good job and the crowd was really feeling them. Then Travis Scott came out. I was surprised he did a few songs. I thought he was just going to introduce Profit.
When he finally did, the crowd went crazy. Profit came out and I was screaming along with everyone else. He started with his latest hit and everyone was hyped. He did half of his set and I was in awe of him. The way he commanded the stage and had the crowd living and breathing off of every word. It was mesmerizing and sexy. I couldn't wait to see him after the show.
Before he did his finale, I made my way backstage. I went to his dressing room and waited for him. I knew he'd be back any minute to shower and change. I was sitting on the sofa staring at the door. He walked in alone and smiled wide. He bent down and kissed me.
"Hey, baby. You enjoyed the show?" he asked.
"Of course, I did. You were amazing up there." I beamed.
"Thanks. I saw you screaming for me. I am a little disappointed that you didn't throw your pantries on the stage for me."
"I would have to wear panties in order to do that," I flirted.
"You are something else, you know that? I'm going to shower. I have a meet and greet. Then I'm taking you back to the room to give you this work. Forget the club," he said, walking toward the bathroom.
"I wanted to go. We haven't gone dancing and drinking in a long time."
He stopped in his tracks and nodded his head. Then he closed the door behind him. I heard a knock at the door and got up to get it. It was Kai and Drew. They hugged me and sat down. They looked tired and they still had a long night ahead. I thought about Avery. I knew he was exhausted too, so I decided against going to the club. He came out of the bathroom, dressed in a black long sleeve shirt and a pair of dark jeans. He looked good but tired too. I faked yawned.
"I think I'm going back to the room," I said.
"Bee, I thought you wanted to go out?" he asked.
"I did, but I'm tired now. I know you are too. I'll see you when you finish up with your fans," I said, standing up.
"No, we are all going out. You look too damn good in that dress. Rest here. I'll be back soon," he said, eyeing me up and down.
I couldn't help but blush. I nodded and sat back down. Drew left with Avery, while Kai stayed with me. We talked about the show and his upcoming schedule. Avery and Drew came back and it was time to go. We went to Clé, one of the hottest clubs in Houston. It was packed to the brim with people dancing and drinking. There were so many people taking pictures of Avery or trying to touch him. He was nice and took as many pictures as he could as we were guided through the crowd by security.
We finally made it to our private section. I poured myself a drink immediately to calm my nerves. I took the drink down within seconds. I always disliked being swarmed by people. It was something I could never get used to. Avery seemed to notice how uncomfortable I was and placed his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him.
"You know I got you," he said in my ear.
I nodded to let him know that I was okay. And I was okay. I always felt safe with him, ever since the first day we met. I relaxed and started dancing to the music. I could feel him holding and grinding on me desperately as if I was all he needed. I could feel him, all his passion and desire. I could hardly stay in my skin if that made sense. It was almost hard to breathe in and out. He turned me around and kissed me like never before, breathing life back into me.
I desperately wanted to leave and be with just him. He had the same idea as he guided me outside. I can't even recall how we got back to our hotel suite. Once we got there it was on. We made love for what felt like an eternity. After we were done, I didn't know how I was going to leave him, my love, my everything.