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“I will not. You brought them here just to start trouble. You knew exactly what you were doing. You just couldn’t stand the idea of me being happy and wanted to ruin that. Now, you can watch the results of the mess you created.”

By the time Brit finished talking, Cara had a firm grip on Tammy’s collar, looming over her. “Listen to me carefully because next time I won’t be gracious enough to only bestow you with a beatdown. Understand?”

Tammy nodded shakily, staring up at Cara in fear. Her mouth and nose were leaking, and her left eye was swelling by the second.

“I don’t know what your deal is about my man, but you better get it together. Lusting after him will lead you to a ditch in the middle of the woods. And guess what he’ll do after I slaughter your ass? He’ll take me home, help me wash your blood from my body, and then fuck me until I sleep like a newborn baby. And you’ll be a distant memory. Is that what you want?”

“No,” she cried.

“Now that we have an understanding, I trust that you’ll stay far away from me and Viper from here on out.”

Morgan and her uninjured friends helped Tammy and Zaria make a hasty exit. Once they were gone, one of Brit’s cousins approached Cara. “Girl, you are our hero. You silenced the big bad Zaria. We are forever in your debt.” She playfully bowed.

The crowd howled with laughter, and the DJ turned the music back on. Everyone started drinking and chatting like nothing had happened. Brit still had a smile on her face, and that was all that mattered to me.

Now more than ever, I felt like we had to make a move on Smoove. Not only had I embarrassed him publicly, but now Cara had beaten the living shit out of his sister. There were so many problems lingering around. There was Julian. Her parents. Smoove. And Morgan.

Too many people were a threat to my woman’s happiness. I didn’t take that lightly. Now that we had gotten the fun out of the way, it was time to handle business.

Chapter Twenty-Two

BRITTNEY

The sound of a door shutting woke me from my deep slumber. I cracked my eyes open and saw Christian half-dressed for the day. When he noticed that I was awake, he walked over and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips.

“Good morning, beautiful. I’m sorry I’m leaving so early, but you know Blade and I are conducting interviews for the club today.”

I watched as he moved around the room shirtless, leaving the scent of his cologne in the air. Arousal swept over me instantly. Being with Christian, I had more sex than I ever had before. I craved it. Anytime I went too long without him inside me, my mood was all over the place.

Last night, for the first time, I went to bed alone. Christian and Blade had to work late at Dreams. He told me it rarely happened. They had a night shift manager, but he was on vacation for a few days. By the time Christian crawled into bed, I was out like a light.

Now it was morning, and he was leaving already.

I couldn’t have that.

Once he threw his shirt on and then his cut, I knew I had to make my move. I was yearning for him in the worst way.

“Alright, baby. I’ll call you in between my interviews. Love you.” He grabbed his wallet and phone, making his way toward the bedroom door.

I rose from the bed, allowing the sheet to fall from my naked body. Christian stopped dead in his tracks with his eyes glued to my breasts. Crawling to the end of the bed, I sat on my knees, biting my lip seductively.

“Okay, but where’s my kiss goodbye?”

Christian swallowed before shaking his head slightly. “I got to go, baby,” he mumbled.

He knew just as well as I did that if he came anywhere near me, he would end up inside of me, especially while naked.

“All I want is a kiss.”

Sinking his teeth into his bottom lip, he slowly made his way to me. Without a word, he dropped his head and planted his lips against mine. He tried making it quick, but I threw my arms around his neck, slipping my tongue inside. Christian groaned, snaking his arms around my body.

Got him.

He fondled my breast with one hand while palming my ass with the other. Our tongues dueled for dominance. Sliding my hand down his body, I gripped the bulge in his pants. He hissed before breaking our kiss.

“Hands and knees, beautiful. This is going to be a quick one.”

I did as I was told. Looking over my shoulder, I saw him taking off his clothes. He ran his fingers through my folds, feeling how wet I was for him. He removed his hand right as I felt the head of his cock making its way inside me. I gasped against the sheets, feeling the stretch.