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“I’ll see you tomorrow?” She spoke softly without looking my way.

“Yeah.” I nodded.

When we pulled up to her spot, I didn't want her to get out and leave. I stopped her before she reached for the door. The look in her eyes was questioning as I pulled her toward me and placed a kiss on her lips.

“I have to go,” she whispered as if someone was listening to us.

Although she said that, I knew she didn’t want to. We sat still for a moment, our foreheads pressed together as I stared into her eyes.

“Come home with me.”

“I can’t do that.” She shook her head. “And what just happened can’t ever happen again. I’m sorry but thank you again for tonight.”

With that said, she got out and waltzed up the driveway. I had the driver wait until I watched her disappear into the house. I wished we could’ve ended our night differently, but I was a patient dude. In the meantime, I needed to come up with the perfect nickname for my shorty. She didn’t know it yet, but Mr. Whitmore was about to be stamped all over that ass. The process had already begun; ain’t no turning back now.

CHAPTER 9

Ava Gray

The moment I shared with Ethan on the ride home was like a breath of fresh air. It had been a long time since I’d felt my body react the way it had. To be honest, it was the first time my body had ever reacted like that because of another person’s touch. I’d never been able to have an orgasm when I had sex with Rob. The only time I orgasmed was when I used my toys, which had pretty much taken the place of my supposed to be husband.

I didn’t know if I should feel ashamed or not. Truth be told, as soon as I had all my ducks in a row, and got my bread right, I was going to sign divorce papers. For a while, Rob had been acting strange, and it only lead me to believe that he was out fucking around again.

My car was parked in the driveway, and it was nice that Ethan waited for me to get inside, but I didn’t need him to linger around. As soon as I unlocked the door, I turned to wave and continued into the house. The second I crossed the threshold, my stomach tightened. Rob had all the lights on, and music played in the living room louder than necessary. I automatically knew Rob had been drinking. That’s the type of shit he does when he gets drunk. There was an uneasy feeling crawling up my spine and I tried my best to ignore it. I didn’t have the energy to deal with Rob and his bullshit. I took a few deep breaths as I bent down to unbuckle my heels one at a time. My feet were killing me.

“Where you been?” Rob asked calmly.

The second I straightened, he was standing directly in front of me.

His voice was too calm and his eyes were bloodshot. I knew this man like the back of my hand. The calm voice was always worse than the yelling.

“You know where I’ve been. I told you where I was going earlier. Remember? You were supposed to keep Savannah. Instead, you took my car on purpose. I had to have Aja come pick us up and drop me off. That shit you pulled could’ve cost me my job.”

I watched his jaw flex as he just stared at me.

“Did you have fun?”

I rolled my eyes.

“What’s fun about work, Robert? It was a nice event, but it was still work.”

I tried to walk around him but he caught my arm, hard.

“What the hell is this?”

His finger hooked the necklace resting on my neck. My heart literally dropped, realizing I forgot to take it off. I was so caught up in the moment with Ethan, it easily slipped my mind.

“It’s a necklace. Julia let me borrow it for the event. It’s not mine.”

The lie rolled right off my tongue.

Again, he stood quietly just staring at me. Then the nigga started laughing a cold and humorless laugh. Before I could move, he yanked me closer and buried his face near my neck.

“What are you doing?” I tried to pull away.

I watched his nostrils flare and the smell of whiskey hit me full force.

“Why the fuck you smell like another nigga?”