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“You can tell me what exactly you’re doing with Mozzi. How’d you meet him?” Lin squinted and folded her arms over her breasts.

“Why is that your business?”

“Because I’ve been with him since high school, and the nigga ain’t never been a poster boy for monogamy.” Lin cackled before tipping her head to the side. “I thought I’d introduce myself to the newest sister wife. I’m Lin.”

“Well, Lin, I will not be joining your sisterhood?—”

“That’s too bad. Mozzi likes to dip around, but he gets bored easily. Why do you think there’s three of us? And we’re just the ones he keeps in regular rotation. See, with a nigga like that, you’re always in competition with someone. Trust. I’ve been around the longest and seen plenty of bitches come and go, hoping and praying for a spot.”

“See, that’s the difference between us,” Coast spoke up, sensing all this bravado was just Lin’s insecurities showing. “I’m not one of those pick me types. If a man wants me, he’s damn sure going to work for it. Bitches like you think giving in to a man’s every demand makes you worthy, when all you are is a warm body when he wants to fuck.”

“You don’t know shit about us!” Lin’s perfect brows dipped in contempt, drawing attention to them from a few tables. “Don’t make yourself my enemy. If you’re going to be in his life, that means I’m a part of it!”

“Tuh!” Coast scoffed, stepping around her to walk away.

By the time she reached Mozzi at the counter, he was spinning on his stool with his bag of food in his hands. Spotting Lin behind her instantly agitated him.

“The president of your little fan club wanted to let me know that you’re a package deal.”

“Lin, get the fuck on.” Mozzi stepped off his stool.

“Fuck you, Mozzi! You’ve been blowing me off for days! For what? For this bitch?” Lin cut her eyes at Coast.

“You making a scene, Lin, and you already know I don’t play that shit.” Mozzi stepped in front of Coast.

“I don’t give a fuck! You owe me an explanation!”

“I don’t owe you shit. Go find that nigga Nickel and leave me the fuck alone!”

“Is that what this is about? You still mad about that? I’m not fucking the nigga. We were just?—”

“I don’t give a fuck.” Mozzi held up a hand to shut her down. “Do what the fuck you want to do.”

When he turned to go, he noticed that Coast was already marching out the door ahead of him.

“What the fuck that mean?” Lin reached for his arm when he attempted to go after her.

“It means this shit is dead!” Mozzi snatched away from her and stormed out after Coast.

The rain picked up, hitting the street in a slow downpour at first. He spotted her across the street in the third row of the lot as her headlights flashed on the Jeep. She whipped her car out onto the street and peeled off, leaving him on the sidewalk, staring after her. Going into his pocket, he retrieved his phone, so he could call her, but she rejected him after two rings.

By his third try, she had him blocked, and he was pissed. Fucking Lin! She had him fucked up. The back and forth with them was old and tired. She kept bouncing between him and Nickel because he allowed it, but that was the reason he kept Gill and Roni around. Meeting Coast had changed his perspective completely on women and relationships. She was the first woman he ever met who didn’t ask for shit or even care who he was or what he had. Shit was organic with them, and he couldn’t allow Lin or anybody else to fuck that up.

Coast probably needed some time to cool off, but he damn sure wasn’t about to fall back from her. He was going to give her the night, because he had plans to see her first thing in the morning. By then she would know this was the last time they would be spending any night apart.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

YOU AIN’T GOIN’ NOWHERE

“Coast? Is that you?” Bee’s soft voice carried from the living room.

Coast was about to bypass the darkened room with nothing but the light from the TV flickering off the walls. She didn’t really want to talk to her, but she paused in stride anyway.

“Yeah.” Her voice cracked.

She realized she hadn’t meant to show that particular emotion, but Bee heard it. Damn hormones.

“Well, I didn’t know you were coming back.”