Infinity's POV
"Jarvis?" I ask, looking around an empty living room. "Are you looking for Mr.Stark?" Jarvis asks, making me nod my head in response. "He is in the garage. I believe he has fallen asleep on the work bench again." He says, making me face palm. Why didn't I check the garage? I must really be scatter brained right now. "Thanks Jar." I tell him as I head over to the elevator. As I go down, I think about the phone call I just received.
Flashback
I open my eyes to see Riley laying next to me in my bed. It has been two months since the battle of New York and we have become a close family. She started calling me mommy last week and I almost burst with happiness. She seemed so scared to call me mommy. Like I would tell her that she couldn't do that. I easily wiped away the doubt in her mind when I pulled her into a hug before buying us treats.
Smiling, I pull her closer to my body and into arms. The movement makes her wake up and look around till she spots my face. "Mommy!" She yells as she wraps her arms around me. I return the hug and roll over in the king size bed, making her squeak and me laugh.
"Tickle monster coming in!" I yell before I start to tickle her sides, making her wiggle and giggle all over the bed.
"Mommy no! I'm gonna pee!" She yells as she laughs. I stop and look her in the eyes, "Ok, ok." I look over to my nightstand to see what time it is. 7:30am. "We got up early. Do you want pancakes before going to school?" I ask as I stand up from the bed.
She stands up on the bed and nods her head as she bounces up and down. "Can we have blueberry ones?" She asks as I grab her around her waist and guide her onto my back. Her arms wrap around my shoulders and her legs around my waist like a monkey. "We can have all kinds of pancakes. Chocolate chip, blueberry, strawberry, normal, any kind you want." I tell her as I walk to the kitchen.
As I enter the room, she slides down my back before landing lightly on the ground. "Go head and get the mix and bowls, I'll go put on some music." I tell her as I place a kiss to her temple.
"Ok mommy." She says before walking to get the supplies. I walk over to the radio in the wall and turn it on.
"What do you want to listen to?" I ask Riley as I switch through the channels.
"The Lion King!" She yells, just in time for me to stop on a song. I just can't wait to be king.(Disney owns this song not me...Duh)
I dance into the kitchen to see Riley who has flour on her face and starting to sing along with the music.
Start of singing. You can skip if you want.
"I'm gonna be a mighty king. So enemies beware!" She sings with her little voice as I grab a pan to cook the pancakes with.
"Well, I've never seen a king of beasts. With quite so little hair" A voice says behind me, making me turn to see that Clint had let himself and the other avengers into my house.
How did you guys get in? I mouth at him, making him hold up the spare key that was under a rock in the my flower bed.
I smelled pancakes. The others are behind me. He mouths back at me before looking at Riley with a smile on his as she continues to sing.
"I'm gonna be the mane event. Like no king was before. I'm brushing up on looking down. I'm working on my ROAR" She sings, roaring at Clint, her face starting to become covered with even more flour.
"Thus far, a rather uninspiring thing." Clint says, nudging my shoulder which makes me grin.
"Oh, I just can't wait to be king!" She sings, mixing the ingredients together as I pour them in.
"You've rather a long way to go, young master,if you think..." Tony starts, placing a hand on his hip.
"No one saying do this" She sings, copying his movements.
"Now when I said that, I -" Clint starts before I interrupt him.
"No one saying be there." I sing with a smooth voice, making everyone turn to look at me in surprise.
"What I meant was..." Steve says, leaning on the counter, looking at me with raised eyebrows.
"No one saying stop that." Riley sings, grabbing a handful of flour and making me take a step back.
"Look, what you don't realize..." Natasha says, pointing at Riley just as she happens to through flour on her face. I laugh as Natasha stands up, now with a white covered face and giving me a dirty look.
"No one saying see here." Me and Riley sing together as Thor grabs her and places her on his shoulders.
"Now see here!" Bruce says, starting to cook the pancakes while avoiding looking at Natasha's face.
"Free to run around all day." Riley sings, swaying on Thor's shoulders with her arms out.
"Well, that's definitely out..." Tony says, placing a good handful of flour into Steve's hair. The surprise attack resorted in Steve throwing the bag of flour in the air, making it pour all over Thor and Bruce who had moved next to him.
"Free to do it all my way!" Riley sings loudly, a huge stupid grin on her face.
"I think it's time that you and I. Arranged a heart to heart" I sing, reaching to grab her from the gods shoulders.
"Kings don't need advice. From little hornbills for a start." Thor booms, making me jump at the loud noise. I can't believe he knows this song. I place Riley on the ground and she moves to stand next to Natasha before grabbing the assassins hand.
"If this is where the monarchy is headed. Count me out! Out of service, out of Africa. I wouldn't hang about. This child is getting wildly out of wing." Steve says, looking at Tony with wide eyes before tossing powdered sugar at the man. The sugar explodes into a mist and showers Tony in white powder.
"Oh, I just can't wait to be king!" Riley sings, looking at her big crazy family.
"Everybody look left. Everybody look right. Everywhere you look I'm. Standing in the spotlight!" I sing, dancing around before slipping on flour on the floor and running into Tony, making him catch me around my waist. He dips me down and gives me a quick kiss before spinning me out.
"Not yet!" Natasha says, actually smiling when she looks at everyone. She spins Riley out, letting her land next to me before Tony grabs her and spins her as well.
"Let every creature go for broke and sing." Bruce and Thor say together, placing finished pancakes on the table before taking a seat.
"Let's hear it in the herd and on the wing." Natasha, Clint and Steve say, placing toppings on the table next to the pancakes before fighting over who sits where.
"It's gonna be King Simba's finest fling." Tony and I say, his hand grabbing mine as we sit in chairs as well.
"Oh, I just can't wait to be king! Oh, I just can't wait to be king! Oh, I just can't waaaaaait ... to be king!" Riley finally sings, spinning in a big circle before falling back in her chair at the table.
End of singing.
I clap my hands and so do the others, making flour fly up in the air, making all of us laugh.
"You guys are lucky Tony is going to hire someone to come clean this." I say, helping Riley fix her food before grabbing some for myself.
"I am?" Tony asks, making me give him a look.
"Yes. Yes I am." He says, and that was that.
After breakfast, I had a driver come and pick her up to go to school while Tony got people to clean my house.
"You trashed my house..." I say, leaning on the door frame leading to the kitchen.
"Sorry Infinity." Steve says as he help clean some of the dishes.
I laugh and shake my head. "It's not your fault. Riley loves to make messes." I tell him, grabbing more plates that need to be cleaned.
"You seem very calm about us destroying your kitchen. Have you ever had kids before?" He asks, making me almost drop the plates. I swallow and look away from him.
Thankfully, I was saved from answering when Thor walks in, trying to still get flour out of his hair.
"Lady Infinity! How do I get this out of my hair?" He asks, looking a little stressed.
"A good shower and lots of soap. In your own house." I answer, brushing some off his shoulder.
"Thank you. Have a good morning" He says before heading out my front door.
I look back Steve who has finished the dishes and drying his hands off. "If you don't mind, I have to get to work. You know the way out, If you will excuse me." I tell him before walking out the kitchen and heading up my stairs, hoping he forgot the question.
As I reach my room, my phone starts to ring, bringing me to a stop. I answer it and what I am told freezes my blood.
At the nursing home
I walk to the front desk, my heels making a clicking noise on the tile flooring. The walls are white and it smells like old people and bleach. There are white and black chairs placed around the room with old magazines placed on the seats. Looking at the hallway, I spot a blonde woman sits behind a desk, typing away at her computer.
"May I help you?" The blonde woman asks from behind the counter making me look at her.
I clear my throat and nod my head. "Yes. I am here to see Mrs. Barnes." I say, looking the woman in the face.
"Relative or friend?" She asks, making a tear slide down my cheek.
"Relative. My Aunt." I reply, looking down at the lie.
"Of course. Room 128A." She says, pointing down the hall. I nod my thanks and quickly head down the hall before stopping at the open door, my breath leaving my body.
A woman lays in the bed, her gray and white hair brushed out along the pillow in smooth waves. She looks so different, yet the same. She looks so frail and breakable, like a china doll. I walk slowly into the room and close the door behind me. As I look at her again, I can see the wrinkles of age cover her face. Her eyes are closed but they seem to flutter under the lids, like they are searching for something...or someone. I spot her patient chart and decide to take a look...and what I see breaks my heart. Cancer. She's dying because of brain cancer.
I place the chart back in its place before walking to sit on the side of the bed. The bed shifts makes the older woman's eyes open, her blue/ gray eyes searching for what had awoken her. Her eyes land on my face and she pauses. Her eyelids flutter as tears come to her eyes as well as my own.
"Mom?" She asks, her voice breaking as her hand starts to shake as she reaches for me. I grab her hand as tears run down my face.
"Yeah baby. It's mommy." I say, placing her hand on my cheek. "Mommy is here now." I whisper as I lay next to her, letting her cry as I held her.
Time skip
Soon, Miranda quiets down, crying herself to sleep in my arms. I rub my hand over her back as I look at her face.
"I am so sorry I have been gone for so long." I whisper into her hair, kissing her temple. The door opens suddenly, catching my attention.
A young woman, man, and little child walk through the door, only to pause when they see me.
"Who are you?" The woman asks, making me look her over. She has blonde hair that comes down to her waist that falls in natural tossed curls and bright blue eyes that catch my attention. She has a slim athletic build that is dressed in a black and blue dress that is paired with black heels. I am going to guess runner, maybe yoga.
The man on the other hand is dressed in a black suit and a tie that is the same hue of blue dress as the woman's. He has black hair and dark brown eyes that have seen a lot of death. Doctor, no doubt about it.
In the mans hand is the hand of a little girl, her blonde curls gathered in two ponytails on each side of her head. She wears a blue dress and black shiny flats that seem new. She can not be any older than four, maybe five.
"Who are you?" The man says, repeating the question.
"I could also ask the same question." The woman says with poison in her voice, making the man place a hand on the woman's shoulder. I follow his eyes in the direction and spot a group of photos that I didn't notice till now. Some were of the woman and man. Some were of my daughter and a baby girl.
The one that stood out the most was different though. In the center of the table was a picture that I have not seen in years. It was a Polaroid photo in a classic black frame and the picture made tears come to my eyes once again.
It was me when my hair was still blonde, holding a baby in a light pink blanket in my arms. I slowly stand not to wake Miranda and walk over to the picture.
"I remember the night that she was born. It was snowing and the power went in the hospital. 12:02 am in the morning, December 25." I whisper, stroking the picture frame. The woman gasps making me look at her.
"There is no way you are the woman in the photo. That would make you over 100 years old!" The man says as the woman looks at me, then the picture, then back again.
"If it's really you, what did you call mom as a nick name." The woman randomly says, making me really look at her.
I was about to open my mouth and answer when the man beat me to it. "There is no way you think this is your grandmother! Your mother was not in her right mind when she said your grandmother was still alive!"
I raise my eyebrows and look at the man. "Who might you be?" I ask the man, giving him a glare.
"My names Micheal. This is my wife Tara and our daughter Ava." He says, pulling his wife and child closer while sneering at me.
"Well Micheal. I used to call my daughter My Little Christmas Snowflake when she was a child. Her favorite color is blue and she used to own a stuffed blue elephant that she called peanut and took it with her everywhere she went. She is allergic to peaches and kiwi as well as chocolate and peppermint. So tell me again that she is not my daughter." I say, walking over to him.
"Micheal. I want to talk to her. I need to see for myself if she is who she says she is." Tara whispers, making me look over to her.
"Tara. There is no way tha-." Micheal starts before Ava walks over to me, making him stop. He sees the look Tara gives him and he huffs then storms out the door.
"You're that woman on the TV right? The one with bright blue hair and a bow? I saw you eating a cupcake before the battle. You helped me and my mom out a bus with the other arrow guy!" She says, starting to bounce with excitement. She turns to look over at her mom. "That's her! Look at her face. It's got to be her. She's an avenger!" Ava whispers to her Tara, making me smile. I squat down to Ava's level and hold out my hand.
"The name is Infinity. Nice to meet you." I say, making her giggle as she shakes my hand.
I stand and look at Tara and open my mouth to introduce myself, but Miranda had another idea. She gives out a cry, one that comes from deep inside the soul. One that comes from a nightmare. I rush to her side and grab her hand making her body still. She sees my face and her eyes seem to light up.
"Mom?" She asks, making tears come to my eyes.
"Hey honey." I whisper, moving her hair away from her face.
Miranda sees Tara and Ava standing behind me and her eyes go big. She looks at me and she looks panicked.
"You did good." I tell her, cupping her cheek. She looks relieved as she relaxes into the bed.
I sit on the bed at her feet and bring my legs to the side, tucking them under my dress. "I am guessing that you want to know why I left?" I ask her as Tara sits next to her and Ava crawls over to me and sits in my lap. I wrap my arms around her, hugging her gently.
Miranda nods her head and puts an arm around her daughter, hugging her close.
"Let me you a story. When I had your mother, your grandmother, It was during world war two. Miranda's father was a soldier who died before she was born. He didn't even know that he was going to be a father. After I had heard the news, I left home and moved down south. I had a few friends that lived down there and knew what I was. Not long after, I had Miranda. Born on Christmas and my little miracle. I tried to make the best life for her. During that time, it was hard for women to do anything for themselves without a man interfering. Miranda was a strong willed little girl. I remember her talking about this boy who was being picked on and she punched the bully. I don't think I had ever been so proud." I tell them, rocking my body back and forth with Ava in my arms.
"Soon, she was a young woman who was making her way in the world. At this point, I had left. There was an enemy that needed to be taken care of. Only, something went wrong. Our magic backfired, sending me and my sisters all over the universe. Our magic also changed us physically, making us children again. The change took my memories and I did't get them back till the end of the battle. It has taken me some time to find you. I fear I came to late." I say, looking at Miranda at the end. She shakes her head and gives me a small smile.
"It's not your fault. You were saving all of us. We should be the one thanking you." Miranda says as Ava turns to look at me.
"Does this make you my great-grandma?" She asks, making me laugh from deep down.
"Yes. That makes me your great-grandma. Man that makes me feel old." I say, making the others laugh.
"YES! My great-grandma is a superhero!" Ava squeals, tackling me in a hug that knocks me off the bed, making us land on the floor. Ava lands on me, causing me to give out a slight grunt.
"Oh my god, Ava! What are you doing to your great-grandmother!?" Tara asks, making me wave her off.
"It's fine. I have a daughter that's only five and she does this to me all the time." I say, making Miranda look at me.
"You have another daughter?" She asks, sounding surprised.
"Did I forget to tell you that? Man I must be getting old. Yes, I have another daughter. I actually adopted her when her parents were killed during the battle. Her name is Riley and she is a crazy redheaded girl with more energy than the dang energizer bunny." I tell the two women as I stand up on my feet, lifting Ava to sit on the bed next to her mother.
The pair laugh before my phone goes off. The sound of laughter stops as I pick it up and answer it.
"Hello?" I ask, lifting a finger to the others as I head out the door.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight?" I hear over what sounds like a person driving with the windows down. Has be Tony.
"I have that gala that I have to attend tonight. Your gala actually. The one you're hosting. Remember?" I ask, pacing up and down the hallway.
"The Stark gala?" He asks me, making me nod my head even though he can't see it.
"Yeah. I have to go. My boss said that I had to attend because of the company. I will be a little late though. I have some extra work to finish and get ready. I'll meet you there." I tell him as I walk around a corner, running into someone, making them spill coffee all over their clothes.
"I am so sorry!" I say, forgetting I'm on the phone.
"Sorry?" I hear Tony ask as a deep voice interrupts my thoughts.
"Infinity?" Steve asks, making me gasp and Tony almost growl over the line.
"Why is capcicle there?" Tony asks, sounding jealous. Why was he jelly?
"I have to call you back." I tell Tony, hanging up on his response.
"Hey cap, what are you doing here?" I ask Steve, confused at why he's here of all places.
"Visiting someone. You?" He asks, making me swallow.
"Visiting someone as well." I respond just as little running footsteps are heard. I turn just in time to catch Ava as she tackles me around my waist, making me land on the floor once again.
"Mommy told me to come get you, nana." She says as she stands and straitens out her own dress. I hear a cough from behind me that makes me get to my feet quickly.
"Grandma, who is that?" Ava asks, hiding slightly behind me and my dress.
"He's a good guy. He's a friend of mine." I tell her, making her look at his face a little harder. Suddenly she gasps, connecting the dots.
"You're Captain America! You fought along my great-grandma! That's so cool. I have the coolest great-grandma ever!" She say, hopping around between me and Steve, making me laugh.
I hold out my hand to Ava, waiting for her to take it.
"Your mom said she needed us. Let's not keep her waiting too long." I tell her, making her grab my hand.
"You should meet my mom. You helped my daddy when he was in that bank. She wanted to say thanks." Ava says, grabbing Steve's hand, dragging us both to the room.
"Great-grandma?" He asks me, making me wince.
"It's a long story." I whisper to him as we reach the room. I hope he doesn't see the resemblance between Miranda and her father.
As we enter the room, Miranda is sitting up and eating food with a little help from Tara.
I hear a slight gasp from Steve, and I know he can tell. The picture of Bucky next to Miranda's bed didn't help either. I forgot that was there.
"Mom! They brought me enough food to feed an army! Do you want some?" Miranda asks me, showing me the food in front of her.
"No honey, I'm fine. You go head and eat what you want. I have to leave to go back to work in a few minutes." I tell her, making her face fall a little.
"I will be back tomorrow, don't worry. I'll take off work tomorrow and we can maybe go out in the garden. Maybe have a picnic?" I ask her, making her smile again.
"I would love that! I'll see you tomorrow then. Bye mom." She says as I kiss the top of her head and giving her a hug. I also hug Tara and Ava, giving them both a kiss on the cheek and Ava a spin.
As I leave, I grab Steve's arm and drag him out the door.
"Do not say a word to anyone. Understand?" I ask him, giving him a look. He nods his head before grabbing my arm to keep me from walking away.
"I won't tell, but I think I deserve an explanation." He says, making me slowly nod my head.
So. I told everything. The part that hurt the worst was admitting that Bucky was the father.
"The is no way he is the father." Steve argues, starting to get angry.
"I don't care if you believe it or not, but he is her father." I tell him, my head in my hands.
"He would have told me, right?" He asks, sounding defeated. I lay a hand on his arm lightly, trying to comfort him in some way.
"He would have told you if he knew. He was already gone when I learned I was pregnant with Miranda. I would have told him if I had known. I was so scared when I found out. Then when the preacher showed up on my doorstep with that yellow letter. I felt my heart break inside of my chest. I probably would have killed myself if I didn't have Miranda. With her I still had a part of him with me, even if he wasn't coming home. Over time my heart has healed and I learned to love again. I fell in love with Tony. I fall in love with him again and again every time I look at him. I love Riley. I love Miranda. I love Tara and Ava, even though I just met them. Believe it or not I love the team." I grab Steve's hand and give it a squeeze. "I will always love Bucky. He gave me Miranda after all. If he was still alive today I would still care for him. I couldn't be with him like we used to be, but I would still care." I tell him, drawing him into a hug.
He places his arms around my waist and his head in my neck before he squeezes me tight. I rub his back as what feels like tears hit my neck.
After about five minutes, I try to pull away but Steve tightens his arms around me, locking me in his arms. "Steve darling," I whisper, "I have to go to work. That means you have to let go." I say, patting his back as he loosens his arms.
"Now. How about you take this," I say as I pull out a letter that was written on yellowing paper, "and go read this with your niece, grandniece, and great-grandniece?" I place the letter in his hands that seem to still be shaking.
"My nieces?" He asks making me laugh.
"Yes. Now I really have to go or I'll be late." I tell him, kissing him on the cheek before I run off to work.
After work, at Stark Gala
I look out my limo doors to see lots of cameras flashing, waiting for me to get out. Tonight, I am here not as some low employe, I am here as the owner of Smith Industries. This is going to rock some people's world. I look down at my pale blue lace dress that is paired with nude heels and diamond earrings, necklace, and bracelet. My blue hair is covered by a blonde wig that is in an up do that is curly and has a pale blue flower resting on the side.
With a deep breath, I knock on the window, letting the driver know to open the door. As soon as I'm standing, lights go off making me blink. With the help of security, I am ushered inside the building.
Looking around the room, I can tell that Tony went all out on the decorations. Pale blue, silver, and red have been incorporated into everything. From flowers to the balloons hanging from the ceiling.
"You look like you can use a drink." A voice says behind me, making me swivel in my heels. My eyes land on Tony's as I take in what he's wearing.
A tux with a bow tie and hair neatly styled yet still had his flare. In his hands he holds out a drink, letting me grab it.
"You clean up good, Mr. Stark." I tell him, grabbing the offered drink.
"You look ravishing, if I may say so, Mrs. Smith." He replies, grabbing my empty hand and giving it a kiss.
"You must be misinformed. I am not married." I tell him as I take a sip of my drink with a smile on my lips.
Tony slides closer to me and wraps his free arm around my waist, bringing his head to my neck.
"You better not be." He whispers, kissing my neck, making my legs shake a little.
"Is that so?" I ask him, turning to I was now face to face with him.
"You're mine." He whispers with a slight growl, tightening his hold on me.
I kiss the corner of his mouth making him turn his head for a real kiss.
"Not going to happen. Lipstick." I whisper, pulling away from him and heading for some people that help run Stark Industries. We all know that Tony is to busy to do it. That or run his company into the ground.
Footsteps let me know that he is following me as I make eye contact with a man on his board.
"You must be the famous Mrs. Smith that we have all heard about. It is nice to meet you. My name is Chris Johnson." The man says as he takes my hand, then he does something I was not expecting. He kisses it.
"It's just Ms. Smith, Mr. Johnson. I am an unmarried woman." I tell him, pulling my hand away from him.
"Really? So what is a single CEO doing in a place like this?" He asks, making my right eye twitch.
"No one said she was single." Tony says, showing up suddenly at my side, placing an arm around my waist to land on my opposite hip.
"Aw. So you and Ms. Smith are..." He starts but Tony just has to jump in.
"Yes. Me and Ms. Smith are together. Have a problem about it?" He asks, straitening his shoulders and standing taller.
"No. N- no problem, Mr. Stark." He replies before trying to run out of the line of fire.
"Oh. You are bad." I whisper, rubbing a hand up and down his arm before giving it a slight squeeze.
"I'll take that as a complement." Tony whispers back, kissing my head.
A man dressed in a normal black tux walks over to us, telling us that it's time to 'start the party' with a speech. This is going to be fun. Tony gives me a slight squeeze before running up onto the stage.
"Hey everybody! I was told that I am to start this party. So that is what I'm going to do. Anyway. Thank you guys for coming. If you have been to one of these before, you have seen some new faces." Tony says as he looks throughout the crowed, trying to spot me. As his eyes land on me, they light up brighter than the tesseract.
"One new face is the face of Smith Industries! Give a hand to Ms. Smith for starting a company from nothing. Get up here!" He yells as I shake my head at him.
With the shake of my head, he jumps down from the stage and grabs me, leading me onto the bright stage. Tony leads me to the microphone and everyone gets quite. As I turn to look at Tony to yell at him, I see that he is no longer there. I give a sigh and shake my head again as I grab the microphone.
"Hello, ladies and gentlemen. It is nice to meet you guys. I am the CEO of Smith Industries and I'm going to kill Tony." I say, making some people laugh. "Um. So yeah. What do you want me to do now Tony?" I ask, waiting for a yell from the man.
"Sing a song to get this party started! Something with a good beat. Not that jazz shit." He yells making me blush.
"I don't know..." I say as people look over at me.
"Sing! Sing! Sing! Sing!" People chant, making me sigh.
"Ok. But it's a fast song so... Just letting you know.
I walk over to the band and tell them my plan. They smile and nod their heads. I walk back to the microphone and nod my head to the beat, then I let it out. (Song is by Lindsey Stirling )
(Love's Just A Feeling)
I wonder what I'm running from
Stay inside and barricade the doors
Miss the sun to avoid the storm
Would do anything to feel the warmth
I wonder where I'm going wrong
Cause love's just a feeling
Some kind of emotion
When you need the healing
When you're all broken
Don't overthink it
But for the moment live slowly
Cause love's just a feeling
And right now I'm open, I'm open
I wanna fall like I won't hit the ground
I wanna dance like nobody's around
Walk on the edge and not look down
Follow my heart and lose my head into the clouds
It took a while but I'm here now
Cause love's just a feeling
Some kind of emotion
When you need the healing
When you're all broken
Don't overthink it
But for the moment live slowly
Cause love's just a feeling
And right now I'm open, I'm open
I hold my hands up
Afraid of so much
It's time I let it all go
Maybe I've lost touch
In all the blind love
I'm gonna let it all go
Cause love's just a feeling
Don't overthink it
Cause love's just a feeling
Some kind of emotion
Don't overthink it
But for the moment live slowly
After I sing the last line, everyone clapped and I hurried of the stage. After a few minutes, I spot Tony surrounded by a group of women who are really trying to hard to get attention. I shook my head and walked over to him. As I reached him, I placed a kiss on his cheek and an arm around his waist.
To say that the girls were disappointed was an understatement. Some looked ready to kill me. Go head and try. This is my man, and I'm keeping him.