Thanks for the reviews! For the one who asked, Kyle is 5'10, Bebe is 5'8, and Nichole is 5'1. I try not to include the heights because when I do, you guys complain, lol.

Chapter 10

Bebe's POV

"Thanks for the advice, Officer." I smile at Kenny as I escort him to the door.

"You're welcome and call me Kenny, it's not like you don't know me."

"Sorry, it's just a respect thing." I open the door and Wendy is there.

"Please drop this."

"I'll think about it."

"Hi Wendy." Kenny greets her before leaving. Wendy comes inside and I close the door.

"What was that about?" She asks.

"I'm thinking about pressing charges against Nichole." I explain to her as we head up to my room.

Wendy's jaw drops. "Are you serious? Why?"

"She assaulted me last night!"

"She did?"

"See?" I roll up my sleeve and show her my arm. "She grabbed my arm and left a mark."

Wendy examines my arm. "There's barely a mark there."

I point at a blue mark. "But there's still a mark! I had Kenny take pictures, but he thinks I should let it go."

"I agree with him."

I shake my head. "I don't! I'm going to show this to Kyle so he can see how violent she is! Don't let her small size fool you!"

Wendy rolls her eyes. "You're being ridiculous. Besides, you tried to drug Kyle so I don't think he will listen to anything you have to say."

Oh no, she's onto me. "I didn't try to drug him!" I lie.

"I saw you Bebe. You put something in his drink, but you drank it instead."

"I don't know what you mean." So that's why he wasn't turned on by my advances. It also explains why I was so hot last night.

"I guess that's why you were sweating."

I let out a frustrated sigh. I guess there's no point in denying it to my best friends. "Fine! I put this in his drink." I hold up the bottle of pills I used.

"Horny Sex Drive?" She looks at the bottle confused.

"I wanted to get him in the mood so he would have sex with me."

Wendy smacks her forehead. "Oh Bebe…"

"It could've happened if that bitch didn't show up!"

"Or if you didn't drink from the wrong cup." Wendy laughs. This isn't a laughing matter! "Is that really how you want to lose your virginity?"

I shrug. "I don't care how it happens, as long as I lose it to Kyle."

"That would be considered rape!"

"No it wouldn't. He would be completely conscious and lucid. The sex would be consensual." At least I hope it would be.

"He's not interested. Give it up."

I glare at her. "Oh he's interested, he just doesn't know it yet."

"I don't think he's going to come anywhere near you after last night."

I smile. "I'm sure he'll still come to the gym. I'll get to him eventually." I just need another chance to get him alone so I can work my magic.

"If you press charges against Nichole, he'll hate you."

I think about it and realize she may be onto something. "You're right. I have to play nice so he can see me as the better woman. I'll let Kenny know I've changed my mind." Wendy nods in agreement.

Kyle's POV

I had trouble sleeping last night. I still can't believe I was fantasizing about Bebe with I was making love to Nichole. In a way, I feel like I cheated on her. It's the middle of the day and I can't get Bebe off my mind because of this. Maybe if I finally get some sleep, I'll forget about it and her. As soon as I close my eyes, there's a knock on the door. "Come in Ike!" What could possibly want?

I hear the door open. "It's not Ike, it's Kenny."

I turn over and look at him. "Oh hey dude." I get up and put my jeans on.

"You got laid last night, didn't you?" Kenny smirks.

I raise my eyebrow. "How do you know?"

"It smells like sex in here!"

"Dude!" Leave it to Kenny to say something like that.

Kenny puts his hands up. "It's okay, you're an adult!" He puts his hands down and smiles. "Was it with Bebe or Nichole?"

I immediately frown. "Dude, what kind of question is that?"

"One that you're not answering." Kenny smirks.

"Of course it was with Nichole!"

"Then why are you so red?"

I look in the mirror and sure enough, my face is red. "Because I can't believe you would ask me something like that."

"Hey man, if I didn't know any better, I would think you're attracted to Bebe."

"You're wrong dude." Oh God, I'm even redder!

"Yet, you're still blushing!" Kenny continues smirking.

"What can I do for you?" I know he didn't come here to discuss my sex life.

"I came by to let you know that your side chick is thinking about pressing charges against your fiancée."

"Bebe isn't my side chick and why?"

"She said Nichole attacked her. She has a small bruise on her arm to prove it." He shows me a picture on his phone. It doesn't look like much, so even if Nichole really did that, it's not worth pressing charges.

"She probably bruised herself! Nichole didn't touch her!"

"Were you there during their confrontation?"

"No, I went back to the table."

"So it's basically Bebe's word against Nichole's. According to Bebe, Nichole allegedly punched her in the arm."

"I know Nichole and she wouldn't harm anyone."

"Not even the woman trying to steal her fiancé?"

I shake my head. "No, she has too much to lose to start a fight!"

"I don't know dude. I'm sure you've heard the saying, "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"."

"Nichole isn't a scorned woman! We're still together."

"For now." Kenny smiles. "I bet when you were screwing Nichole, you were thinking about Bebe the whole time, weren't you?"

"Not the whole time!" I blurt out. Shit! Why the hell did I tell him that. Kenny now has a Cheshire cat grin on his face.

"Ah-HA! I knew it!"

"It's only because she was on my mind because of what happened at the restaurant."

"What happened?"

I sit down on the bed and sigh. "She told me she loved me and she kissed me."

"That's it?" Kenny asks raising his eyebrow.

I cover my eyes. "She was pressed up against me and was massaging my dick with her knee." I uncover my eyes and look up at him. "I can't lie, it turned me on! Nichole has never initiated that kind of aggression with me."

"Keep going…" I feel like he's enjoying this a little too much.

"I was still hot and bothered when Nichole and I came back here and I couldn't wait to fuck the shit out of her!" I lie back on my bed. "I swear, it was the best sex ever!"

"Meanwhile, you imagined she was Bebe..."

"I feel horrible about that. Nichole can never find out!" I sit up and give Kenny a warning look.

He pretends to zip his lip. "Your secret is safe with me. You know that."

"Thanks dude. Nichole is going to be my wife, I can't fantasize about another woman. I just can't! It's wrong!"

"Can I give you some advice?"

I glare at him. "If I say no, will you give it to me anyway?"

Kenny nods and sits down next to me. "You know I will. I don't think you should get married, it's obvious you have some unresolved feelings."

"No I don't!"

"If you're thinking about Bebe while fucking Nichole, you clearly do."

"I don't even know Bebe, she's practically a stranger."

"That doesn't mean you're not attracted to her. Again, you were thinking about her while fucking Nichole."

I cover my ears. "Please stop saying that, I feel guilty enough!"

Kenny starts laughing and pats me on the back. "Dude, it's not the end of the world. Bebe is a beautiful girl."

"But I have a fiancée…"

"That just means you're not ready for marriage. Sort out your feelings first and make sure Nichole is the one you really want to be with."

"I don't want to hurt Nichole."

"Do you want to hurt her now or later after you two are married and you realized you married the wrong woman?"

"She's not the wrong woman."

"Can you confidentially say that? I mean be honest with yourself." Damnit Kenny! Why is he trying to make me doubt my relationship with Nichole? I swear were just fine until we came back to South Park. Maybe we need to revisit the discussion about moving to another state.

Nichole's POV

I head downstairs with my suitcase. I need to have a chat with my dad before I leave. I find him in the kitchen drinking coffee. "Hi Daddy!"

"Hey baby girl, are you ready to head back to New Orleans?" He asks.

"I guess..." I look down.

"Is something wrong?"

I look at him. "When I'm finished this case, can my next one be local? Preferably in South Park?"

"I can't guarantee that. Is something wrong?"

I sigh. I can't tell him about Bebe going after Kyle. "I mean, Kyle and I really want to set our wedding date so we can start planning. It's hard to do if I'm always away." That part is true. But I need to focus on that sooner than later.

"Sometimes you have to make sacrifices for your career. Corporate law is no joke."

"You and Mom didn't sacrifice getting married."

He nods. "You're right. We were around your age when we got married, but your mom wanted a child and I had to focus on my career first. That's why we didn't have you until we were in our early 40's."

I shake my head. "I'm not talking about having children. We're not ready for that. We just want to get married!"

"Then go get married. Courthouse weddings don't require much planning." Daddy shrugs.

"We told our moms we would have a ceremony for all our family and friends."

"Maybe you should put off your plans for a year or two so you can focus on work. I need you to get acclimated so I can retire."

"I can do both." I say confidently.

"I need 100 percent focus on the job right now!"

"Come on daddy, don't be like that."

"I'm sorry, but that's how it has to be right now." He hugs me. "You're only 26, what's the rush to get married now anyway?"

"Because we love each other and we want to make it official."

"Well if you want a big wedding, your best bet is to put it on hold for a few years. If you're in a hurry, go to the courthouse."

"Fine daddy..." I sigh feeling defeated.

"That's my girl!" He kisses me on the forehead. "Let's get going so you can catch your flight." The first thing I'm going to do when I get back to New Orleans is call Kyle and tell him we need to set a wedding date. If I have to, I'll let him plan the whole thing. I just need for us to get married as soon as possible!