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“You lucky I did that shit because the last time I checked, Eliza Ashby was the only woman I answered too, so let’s try this again. Wassup?”

The line was silent, indicating that she had an attitude, and I gave not one fuck.

“Either start talking or get the fuck off my line,” I snapped.

“I missed you,” she purred. “Can you come over?” she asked.

“Nah,” I simply replied.

“Well, I can come to you,” she countered.

Instead of responding, I hung up. She knew she wasn’t about to bring her ass to my house. The more I thought about it, I knew I couldn’t do this shit with Kari, but how the fuck would I be able to ask JaRue without coming off as some kind of creep?

Chapter Ten

JaRue

Tonight was my date with Hassan, and I was a nervous wreck. I haven’t been on a date since Keith. Even though Hassan hasn’t given me any reason to make me think he would switch up like Keith did, I was still apprehensive about the whole thing.

“Girl, get out of your head. You will be fine. Hassan is nothing like Keith’s faded hairline having ass. You finally came across a real nigga, and I love that for you. I would love it even more if you finally got some dick out of the deal,” Journei blurted.

I stopped doing my edges to cut my eyes at her. She had lost her mind if she thought I was about to sleep with this man on our first date. I mean, I didn’t plan on it, but still.

“Don’t look at me like that. You ain’t had some dick since dick had you, and I don’t even want to count Keith’s geriatric ass. You need some young, strong back dick. The kind that makes you wanna go thank his mama for not swallowing him for the way he slutted you out type of dick. That’s the kind of dick you need, sis.”

I could only shake my head at her because she was dead ass serious.

“And what kind of dick do you need? The one that’s attached to Rock?” I gave her a smirk because I didn’t buy that bestie shit for one minute. I knew he was going throughsomething with his baby mama, but I also knew my friend. She liked him but respected what he had going on.

“Girl, that’s definitely the type of dick I need, but I’m going to chill out and not seem so thirsty. I can’t imagine going through what he’s going through,” she admitted.

“Has he been celibate?” I asked with my nosy ass.

“He has. He hasn’t had sex in about a year. That was right around the time that Lucretia got bad off. I commend him for not stepping out, but sometimes I wonder if he’s telling the truth or not.”

“Has he tried anything with you?”

“Not hardly. I may get a kiss on the forehead here and there or a hug, but that’s about it.” My friend looked so sad, but I knew they would be fine. It was clear that they liked each other, they just needed time to get through all of this.

We continued to have small talk while I finished getting dressed. I opted on wearing a black mesh dress with a purple underlay that had a deep plunging neckline and stopped right above my knees. I paired it with a pair of black strappy sandal that had a thick buckle across the ankle. When I was done getting dressed, Journei gave me a light makeup beat, even though I didn’t think I needed it. Let her tell it. It enhanced my beauty and who was I to argue with that face. It was seven-thirty, and I heard a knock on my door.

“That must be your boo. I’ll let him in while you give yourself a once over.”

Journei left the room, and I gave myself a quick pep talk before I walked out of my room and went into Infiniti’s room to check on her. She was fast asleep, so I let her be. If I attempted to kiss her, she would rise like Lazarus and the date would be over before it started. When I walked inside of the living room,Hassan was sitting on the couch talking to Journei. When they heard my heels clicking against the hardwood floor, both of their heads turned in my direction. The look on Hassan’s face let me know he appreciated my look. He stood and greeted me by pulling my body into his for a hug.

“Damn, you look good, baby,” he complimented, causing my cheeks to flush.

“Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself.” I took in his attire and to the naked eye, it looked as if he had on a simple black and gray button up, and a pair of gray jeans, but I’m pretty sure his entire outfit including his shoes costed more than my car insurance and rent alone. Going back toward the couch, he reach over and grabbed a bouquet that he had resting on the seat. He handed me the prettiest arrangement of purple roses that I have ever seen in my life.

“I remember you saying your favorite color was purple,” he mentioned, handing the roses over to me.

“Thank you,” I simpered.

“Y’all cute, but don’t you have reservations to catch?” Journei took the roses from me and started ushering us toward the door like she was the one going on the date. “Have fun, and Haze, you can keep her as long as you want. Don’t bring her ass home until you break her back in!” She yelled the last part because we were already out of the door. When she said that shit, I stalled in my tracks while Hassan was laughing like the shit was funny.

“Please, don’t pay her no mind or encourage her,” I insisted.

“Shit, she might be on to something.” His voice was a low rumble as he spoke, causing my kitty to wake up.

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