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“Right, negro, you’re squishing me.” Kabria pushed him back, so he came to the opposite side of me.

“My bad, Bria.” He smiled. Tristan was so handsome. He had the prettiest hazel-colored eyes and whitest teeth. It was a shame that he was a no good cheater because he was for sure a catch. “How you been, Diamond?”

“Good.” I kept it short.

“Damm, you still giving a nigga the cold shoulder.”

“If I was, I wouldn’t have spoken to youat all.” I rolled my eyes. “I answered your question.”

“Why don’t you answer my calls then? And why you be refusing all my deliveries?”

He tried sending me something daily. Whether it was food, flowers, gifts, money—it was something every day. I kindlyrefused all of it and sent whatever money back. He couldn’t buy me.

“Because I don’t want anything from you.”

He sighed heavily, then said, “Dime, baby, I fucked up, I know,” he turned my stool to face him. “I’m trying to make up for that. I don’t communicate with her at all, and I’m not with anyone else. I want you back. I’m trying my hardest to show you that.”

“You should have tried hard not to cheat.” I knocked his hand away again. “And you telling me that you don’t talk to her anymore doesn’t make me feel better because don’t you two share a child?” I angled my head to the side. “And you aren’t involved with anyone, but didn’t Tattle Talesjusthave you on their page leaving the club and going to the hotel with Honey?” I waited a beat for him to reply about being with one of the other dancers before smirking and saying, “Exactly.”

The issue was Tristan knew he was a very attractive man, and he had money, so he thought that would get him what and who he wanted. That may have worked for him with most women, but it wasn’t working with me. I knew my worth. I wasn’t settling for a man that clearly didn’t respect that or me.

“Honey was a good time, that’s it, baby. She knows where my heart is. Everyone does.”

“Clearly everyone but you.” I responded and Kabria snickered.

“Dime…”

“My mind isn’t going to change Tristan, so…”

“So that’s it?” he had the nerve to look disappointed. “I fuck up once and it’s a wrap?”

“Yep.” I shrugged. “I don’t know why you keep trying, but if you want to me to continue to shoot downallof your advances, then that’s on you.”

“Naw.” He shook his head. “I know you love me just as much as I love you, so naw, I’m not gon’ give up. I put in too much work for this shit to be the end of us.”

I was over the conversation and him, so I opted out of responding. He was the first man that I’d ever been with, and he’d been there for me in some dark times, so he would always hold a special place in my heart, but that ship had sailed and sank.

I was glad when he threw in the towel and walked away leaving me alone to enjoy the rest of my time out with my best friend.

THREE

Loco.

“Damn, girl,” I groaned tossing my head back.

I was in my dressing room getting my shit together for a video shoot when one of the female dancers decided that she wanted to suck some dick. I turned her advances down a couple of times because a nigga was just there to do business, but I only had a couple of no’s in me before saying fuck it. I was glad I did too because her mouth was superb.

“Mm,” she hummed on my dick as she massaged my balls. Baby was indeed talented at what she did.

I reached down and gripped a handful of her hair before beginning to pump in and out of her mouth at a quicker pace. I had to get my ass out there, so I needed to hurry the shit up.

I grunted lowly at the feeling of her tightening her jaws as I fucked her face.

“Shit.” I hissed. “I’m ‘bout to buss.”

She placed her hands on the back of my thighs and began bobbing her head quick as shit as she eyed me like a mothafuckin’ prize. I was in pure fucking bliss as she topped me off. Seconds later I was tossing my head back, shooting my seedsdown her throat. She made sure to suck every last drop out of me too.

“Wait here, I’ll clean you up.” She grinned as she stood from her knees.