Lying Ass Nigga...

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I rolled my eyes. He could just be trying to get in my good graces again to play in my face. If I allowed him to reenter my world, it would be on my terms and because I was playing in his face too. “Is that all?”

He shook his head, and I could see that he was struggling with what he wanted to say. I didn’t know if he thought I would be all sympathetic and shit, but he had the wrong one for that. My heart was hardening by the second as I thought about all the wolf tickets he’d sold me.

You might be the woman for me, girl.

I haven’t felt this way for anyone in a long time.

You so fucking fine. Once I dip into that pussy, you gon’ be stuck with me.

You tryna be mine forever, girl?

I can’t wait to ruin you just for my consumption. Once I have you, no one else ever will.

All fucking lies. He swallowed hard then looked up at me. “I was hoping that you would give me a chance to make things right between us.”

I twisted my lips to the side and folded my arms. “And how do you plan to do that?”

He licked his lips as he stared at me, causing my body to heat up even more than it already was. All I could think about was how his tongue felt against mine and how his kiss had pulled the orgasm right out of me. I hated that I felt so strongly for him.

“I plan to start by being honest, thoughtful, considerate, and more open with you. My communication skills are lacking, and that’s what gets me in difficult situations most times.”

I turned away from him for a moment and caught Jungle staring at me. He winked then turned away. If I gave Chad a chance, I would have a lot of cleaning up to do, meaning I was gonna have to get rid of my roster. When I looked back at Chad, he was still staring at me. I leaned forward, dropping my elbows to the table as I stared back at him. His eyes were pulling me in, and I couldn’t stop it.

I wanted to straddle him, take that baseball cap off, and run my nails over his bald head and through his beard. After taking a deep breath, I asked, “Since you want to be honest, did you really want to grab me like you did Seneca at your father’s house?”