Anthony to Amber: I Put Shayla in Her Place… We’re Growing Old Together! 😍 Scroll down to see Amber’s reaction to the truth

 

Anthony to Amber: I Put Shayla in Her Place… We’re Growing Old Together! 😍

Amber: [walking out of the bedroom, towel around her hair] You ready to go?

Anthony: Actually… I was thinking maybe I’d stay here. I’m fasting today. Don’t wanna be tempted.

Amber: Fasting? You? You’re the man who orders extra fries at breakfast.

Anthony: [laughs] Yeah, but I’m serious.

Amber: Mhm… you just don’t wanna go to our spot with me?

Anthony: No, I just—

Amber: Before you make excuses, let me ask you something… why’d you sleep on the couch last night?

Anthony: Oh… uh… got caught up with some emails. Then SportsCenter came on, and I just… dozed off.

Amber: Well, let me make this clear — next time you sleep on the couch, it’s because I put you there.

Anthony: [chuckles nervously] Yes, ma’am. I’ll try to avoid that.

Amber: Good. Now, you sure you don’t want to go?

Anthony: I’m not dressed, you’re not dressed… we can chill here. Oh, that reminds me — I put Shayla in her place yesterday.

Amber: [instantly curious] Really? What did you say?

Anthony: I told her, “Look, we’re dealing in reality here. I’m with my wife. Nothing or no one is breaking that up. Me and this woman — we’re growing old together. I’ll be bald, you’ll have three teeth, but we’ll be holding hands until the end.”

Amber: [smiling] You told her all that?

Anthony: Every word. I had to let her know you’re my number one priority. I’ll never mess up like I did before.

Amber: You really are a good man deep down inside, Anthony.

Anthony: As long as I have breath in my lungs and wake up to see your beautiful face, I’ll fight tooth and nail to be that good man.

Amber: [softly] I know you will.

Anthony: And stop thanking me — I should be thanking you. After all the crap I’ve put you through, you still forgive me.

Amber: We forgive each other, babe. That’s what love is.

Anthony: [leans in, kisses her] Exactly.

Amber: All right, I’m gonna grab something to eat. You sure you don’t want anything?

Anthony: I’ll call you if I do. Love you.

Amber: Love you too.

Amber walks off to the kitchen, smiling. Anthony’s phone buzzes. He picks it up quickly.

Text from Shayla: “You think one little speech is gonna get rid of me? You were in my bed last night. Swipe up, baby… and remember the truth.”

Anthony: [reading, mutters under his breath] Damn…

Amber walks back in, holding two plates of food.

Amber: What’s wrong?

Anthony: [quickly pockets his phone] Nothing, baby. Just… thinking about how much I love you.

Amber smiles… completely unaware that the “truth” is about to blow everything up.