Last Night (feat. Keyshia Cole) Apr 2026

Keyshia walked in like a storm disguised as a sunrise. She slid onto the stool next to him, not saying a word, her presence a loud demand for the truth.

The bar’s jukebox began to play a slow, soulful melody—a song about missing someone who’s standing right in front of you. Keyshia leaned in, her hand hovering near his on the bar. Last Night (feat. Keyshia Cole)

"I didn't think you'd come," Marcus said, his voice a gravelly whisper. Keyshia walked in like a storm disguised as a sunrise

"About last night..." Marcus started, but the words felt like lead. Keyshia leaned in, her hand hovering near his on the bar

"I didn't think you'd have the nerve to call," she countered. Her eyes were sharp, searching his face for the lie she was sure was hiding there.

Marcus didn't answer with words. He just tightened his grip on her hand, watching their reflection in the mirror behind the bar—two people tired of the game, finally deciding that the prize was worth the price of admission.