"Baby, have you seen my reading glasses?  I can't find them anywhere."  Mayra asked her husband of five years Tremaine.

"I think you left them in Sunni's room last night.  I don't remember seeing them after we tucked her in last night.  Wait a second; I'll go check for you." 

"Thank you baby."  She smiled at her husband as she continued on her task of putting the groceries away.  It'd been a long, exhausting day filled with work demands, family errands and child care drama.  The school Soleil just transferred to didn't get her allergy list and accidentally gave her a strawberry snack.  Needless to say, she broke out into hives and had to be rushed to the emergency room giving her parents slight heart attacks in the process.  Tremaine called her frantic, telling her to rush to the hospital, Sunni's been hurt.  He didn't even get a chance to finish his thought before she hung up the phone and flew out the door.  Thankfully, it wasn't major and they were able to get the hives under control.  The only thing the little one wanted to do after that episode was to go home with her parents and watch Sprout.  They happily obliged and after stopping at the grocery store, they made it home safe and sound.  Tremaine walked back into the room, glasses in hand and the smile on his face touches his ears. 

Tremaine is an amazing man.  Standing at six feet tall, his smooth brown skin and breathtaking smile has had her captivated since day one.  To the world, he's known as Trey Songz but to her, he's just good ol' country boy Trey.  They met backstage at his very first concert and he was immediately taken by her striking light brown eyes and equally beautiful smile.  He was told by his management staff not to give away any personal information but he thought that breaking the rules once couldn't hurt.  Mayra for one was grateful he decided to break that rule because they've been inseparable ever since. 

She stood by him through everything.  World tours, legions of girls begging to be his one and only, renewing his record deal and everything in between, Mayra was there to hold him down.  She had her moments where it felt like it had been too much to deal with but everytime she thought about walking out the door, her love for him compelled her to stay.  He told her that if she could stick it out during all that mess, their love could survive anything.  He couldn't wait to make her his forever and on the eve of their third year anniversary, he proposed.  Though they've had their rocky moments, neither regret a day they spent together and are looking forward to sharing the rest of their lives side by side.

Taking just a few moments to admire the sexiness that is her husband, she saunters over to where he's standing and attempts to accept her glasses when he puts them out of her reach.  He has a playful smile adorning his lips and she can't help but give into him. 

"Baby, may I please have my glasses?  I need to check my email and read over the contract for that movie role you're about to do."    She reaches up again but he pulls them out of reach again.

"I know what you have to do May (his nickname for her) but I haven't had the chance to kiss my sexy ass wife today.  Once I get my sugar, you'll get your glasses." 

She places her hand on her chin, as if she's seriously considering the offer. She steps just a tad bit closer, closing the gap between them and wraps her arms around his middle languidly.  Bringing his lips down to meet hers, she meets him halfway and they connect.  The kiss reverberates throughout their entire bodies and neither one of them wants to be the first to break away.  As the kiss becomes more heated, her grip around his waist tightens and she moans into him, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.  In his eyes, she's insatiable and even when she leaves him breathless, he'll always want more.  He breaks the kiss, fully ready to finish what they've started when he realizes she's retrieved her glasses.   She smirks up at him and slowly walks away, leaving him in a dizzied state.

"Girl, you know you have to finish what you started.  I have something that needs your undivided attention."  He groans as she keeps walking toward the home office set up in the corner of the house.

"I know and as soon as you get in the shower, I'll be in to fix said problem.  Though, we should probably wait until we get dinner out and Sunni's asleep.  That way, I can take my time and really give you something to sing about."  She turns to him, winks and walks into the room, closing the door behind her.  He soon follows her inside and sits next to her as she waits for the computer to power up.  He's opened his fan page on his new tablet and sets about reading a few of the fan letters that pour into his website every day.  She smiles contently and opens her email account.  She has about thirty messages in total but one in particular sticks out. 

Facebook:  You have a new message from Scott Williams

She takes a moment to think, wondering who in the world this Scott character is but nothing comes to mind.  She opens a new tab, immediately signing on to her account to see exactly what this is about.  She clicks on messages and the subject says:

Do you remember me?

It's been a really long time.  How are you Mayra?  It's been such a long time since we've talked and I just thought I'd reach out and see how you're doing.  I hope all is well with you and hopefully, we'll talk soon.

It'll be great to catch up,

Josh

She rereads the message about five more times before hitting the reply button,

You Have No Idea

Of course I remember you!  You don't forget someone who used to be such a big part of your life.  Wow!  I'm a bit shocked right now.  I never thought I'd hear from you again, at least not on a personal level.  To answer your question, I'm doing very well.   I'm married now, have one daughter and live in Atlanta.  How are you?  I spoke with Heather about two months or so ago and she told me she had just spoke to you.  I hope everything is well with you and feel free to send me a shout anytime.  I'd love to talk to you again.

Thank you for thinking of me,

Mayra

She pressed send and a bright smile came to her face.  She couldn't even tell you the last time she'd heard from him but she thought about him often.  You never forget your first major crush and knowing him personally was just the icing on the cake.  Most girls knew him as JC, the boybander with the amazing voice and huge talent.  But, she knows and fell in what she thinks was love with Josh, her good friend's big brother.  Growing up right across the street from their family house, she got to see him more often than most girls in the world. He came home all the time and everytime he'd see her, he'd pinch her cheeks.  She found everything about him attractive.  His bright blue eyes, his long nose, his long build and not to mention his velvety voice.  If she could wrap herself up in his voice, she'd die a happy woman.   Well, that's how she felt then.  She wondered if you could ever really let go of a crush as she looked over to where her husband was responding to fan mail.  She didn't believe in keeping secrets from her husband, especially ones that could be misconstrued as something it wasn't.   Besides, Trey knows everything about him.  He deserves to know about this also.

"Babe, you'll never guess who emailed me."

"Who?"

"JC Chasez."

"Really, wow, that's awesome honey.  What'd he say?"  Trey asked raising one eyebrow at her.

"Nothing much, just wanted to know how I was and everything.  It's just crazy to hear from him after all this time.  I hope he's doing well."

"So do I babe, he's a good guy.  I'm about to take a shower and wanted to know if you'll join me."

"Of course, let me go check on baby girl and I'll be in.  Keep the water warm for me."  She reaches over and kisses his lips before watching him walk out the room.  She turns back to the computer and stares at it for a minute.  Just like that, the memory of her feelings for him resurfaced and she smiled.  God it was good hearing from him.  But, no time to think of that now, she has a husband to satisfy and a family to feed.  At least, that's what she told herself as she tried to keep her feelings for him at bay.  At least until they could talk one on one.