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“What Breeze?” I tucked my lip between my teeth as I looked down at her.

Silence stretched long and thick between us.

“Can you fuck me tonight, then move to Nova Scotia?” She pretended to cry.

“BREEZEEEEEE!” A loud, drunk voice echoed through the stalls.

“Cass, I’m fine! I’ll be out in a second,” she yelled back.

“Okay, good,” The voice slurred, and I heard the door push open again.

“You coming to my house?” I questioned without thinking.

She nodded, “I’m leaving with you. I’ll take a black truck home.”

“Your friend gone be aight?” I asked, hearing that she was clearly drunk.

“There are four of us here, Baja and me already decided to be the sober ones to look after Lisa and Cass.”

I nodded, “Aight, I’ll be ready in about 20 minutes.” I turned and opened the door to the stall.

“Oop!” A random girl said, shocked, as we bypassed her while walking out, and she was walking in. We had been there for about five minutes. I had heard heels clicking against the tile, toilets flushing, the sink turning on and off, but neither of us cared. I ignored her and then made my way back into Quiana’s section.

When I made it back there, the section was flooded with money and strippers. Qui had a bottle of Luc Belaire, shaking it. I shook my head at the sight. One of the strippers grabbed my hand and pushed me back on the couch.

I let her give me a lap dance. The dance did nothing for me, but it gave me the opportunity to make Qui think I was enjoying myself, and not like I came to her party and dipped just as quickly as I arrived.

I wasn’t focused on anything she was doing; I couldn’t even hear the song playing. My only concern was counting down the minutes on the clock.

I stood and scanned the area for Breeze. I saw her sitting at the bar. When I did, she looked in my direction, and I subtly tilted my head toward the door so we could go. Then I walked over to my sister and told her I was leaving. She tried to fight me on it until I told her that I would bring her birthday gift to her tomorrow. Then magically, she was okay with letting me go.

I walked out of the club, over to the valet, and handed him my ticket. He disappeared around the side of the building and then came back with my truck. Just as he was handing me the keys,I could hear the music inside the club get louder, meaning that someone had just walked out the door, and it was Breeze.

“Here,” I said as I handed her the keys to my truck. Her eyebrow rose in confusion.

“I’ve been drinking, you drive,” I said as she nodded and took the keys and walked around to the driver's side of the truck and hopped in. Before we pulled away from the curb, she leaned forward, took off her shoes, placed them between my legs on the floor, adjusted the seat and mirror, and then started driving.

I entered my address into the GPS and reclined the seat.

“How you been, B?” I asked.

“I guess I’ve been good. What about you?”

“Shit, I’m better now,” I admitted. She laughed and shook her head. We stopped at a red light; the glow from it came through the window and shone down on her, and I could see that she was nervously chewing her lip.

“Have the terms of your marriage changed? You not doing some shit you don’t have no business?” I asked. It hadn’t crossed my mind when she agreed to come to my house, but I had to check.

“Not at all. It’s just that every time I feel like we’ve finally closed the chapter, we cross paths again. How is it that I haven’t seen you all this time, and all of a sudden, we bump into each other at the one place neither of us ever is?” She laughed and exhaled.

I leaned up and snaked my hands between her legs. I didn’t even have to touch her pussy, just brushed my thumb across the inside of her thigh. Her breathing hitched, and she cut her eyes at me.

“Q, you know this is the last time that we’re going to see each other, right? For real this time. It’s got to be,” She groaned.

I leaned over to her, hand inching closer to her middle, placing soft kisses on her cheek.

I pushed her thighs apart, and a low moan escaped her lips. Tracing her opening, I rubbed her clit slowly.

“So, it’s the last time, right?” I asked as I continued to rain kisses along the side of her face.