Page 36 of Juliet


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“Now, I might be a lot of shit, but I ain’t deaf or dumb. You said there ain’t gon’ be a wedding, even though you wearing an engagement ring he gave you. And now you saying you didn’t break up with him.”

Her mouth opens, and she looks around my truck again.

“What, you can’t break up with your fiancé?” I ask.

“Can’t?”

“That’s what I said.”

She huffs and rolls her eyes. “You know what? Just forget I ever said anything to you.”

“No.”

“You can’t force me to tell you my business.”

“I can when you were digging inmybusiness inmyhouse where I pay the bills.”

She unfolds her arms, and her eyes have that same wild look they had yesterday in my kitchen. She reaches for the passenger door handle, but I press the lock before she can touch it.

“Unlock the door,” she grits out.

“Where you going?”

“Away from here.”

“And where is that?”

“Listen, I can walk to Lucky’s and figure it out from there.”

I huff, shaking my head. “No, you can’t. You ain’t walking nowhere around here and figuring out shit at Lucky’s by yourself.”

We both know better than that.

We ain’t best friends, but as long as she’s with me, she’s mine to take care of regardless of how we feel about each other.

Her chin dips down, and she looks away from me.

“So why can’t you break up with him?” I ask, keeping my finger on the lock button.

Neither of us is going anywhere until I get an answer because I don’t wanna hear her business from somebody else again. I only wanna hear it from her.

“Why do you even care?” she asks.

I don’t.

At least, I don’t think I do, but my brain keeps telling me I should feel one way while my mouth says some other shit.

I shrug. “Because I guess I really am just as nosy as you are. So, why can’t you break up with him?”

Her eyes dart to mine and she lets out a deep breath before rasping out, “I can’t say why.”

“What the hell you mean you ‘can’t say why’?”

She scoffs, yanking at the door handle again.

I shake my head.

Arnez huffed out that same sound when I questioned her about her ex, Jamari. She said I needed to learn tact, but Senior ain’t raise us up on that soft ass shit.