He stood with everyone behind him.
“Ask Theresa.”
My heart sank at my mama’s name.
“What?!”
“Ask her, or are you two still on bad terms?” he smirked.
“I can keep your secret if you can keep mine,” Naya giggled.
I rushed them all. Pushing through, getting to the nigga.
The lights went out as lightning struck through the dark room.
On the other side of the world back in the A.
Iignored another vibration from my phone. It had been going off since Rayzor’s win hours ago. Don’t get me wrong, I was happy for him, but we weren’t together. He understood and what he didn’t, that’s on him.
“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?” Trevon asked, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts.
This was my second date in less than twenty-four hours.
I smiled. “I can always hear it again.”
“I know I’ve been talking your ear off all night.”
I exhaled with a smile. “No. You’re not. It’s okay.”
“I feel like I’m saying the same things repeatedly.”
I reached across the table, placing my hand on his. “You’re fine.”
“And your last relationship wasn’t that long ago to heavyweight champ, Rayzor.” I hadn’t told him who I was with, just that I was newly single.
“I never told you with whom.”
“Oh, I know. It’s everywhere though.”
“Oh wow. Okay.”
I was turned off by the conversation now.
“Bro’s record is tough. That shits hard to do.”
I was too stunned to speak. In fact, I was almost flushed with color.
“Are you a fan of boxing?”
“Hell yeah. Remember how I told you I go to the gym on the weekends?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s the boxing gym. I’m trying to get into it myself.”
“Oh wow,” I replied.
“I’ve tried to catch up with bro a few times at the gym, but he’s in and out. His guards don’t let people too close to him.”
