Page 59 of So I Know it's Real

Clover’s eyes bucked wide as she elbowed her friend. Instead of calling Clover out for putting on an act, I asked if she needed anything.

“I’m good, Durk. We’re not staying long. We have dinner reservations around the corner.”

“Damn.” I caught a fake laugh in my fist. “So, you just used me to kill time?”

She snarled. “Now, you know what it feels like. Fair exchange ain’t robbery.”

Her lingering disgust poured through her tone. Although I was in the doghouse, I wasn’t a punching bag. I didn’t want to exchange insults with her. She was mad. I was wrong. But, no matter what, we would be tied to each other for life.

“All right.” I huffed. “I don’t want to interrupt your night. Behave and enjoy yourself.”

“Behave? Durk, please. We aren’t together.”

My brows latched together on the ends.

“We’re together forever.”

“No, we’re having a baby. That’s where it starts and ends.” She smirked, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “At least this time, you know the baby belongs to you.”

I grimaced, gutted her mean-spirited comment.

“If you said that to hurt my feelings, you succeeded.”

“I said it because it’s true. That’s something you know nothing about.”

Clover stormed off before I could reply, and Karlie eyed me with pity-filled eyes before she followed her friend. I only attended the party because I hoped she would pop up, and less than ten minutes of being in the building, Clover ran away from me. I thought to follow her lead and exit the premises, yet going home alone would leave me too much time to think.

A few hours and a few drinks later, I was back in my corner with Lola’s fat ass in my lap and a blunt hanging out of my mouth. The doe eyed redbone hopped on my dick a few years ago, and apparently, her friend received an invite to Joc’s party. Clover wasn’t fucking with me, and she damn sure wasn’t giving me no pussy. I didn’t have the desire to fuck another one, but I could appreciate the sensation of a fat ass in my hands.

“Durk, you rubbing up on me. What happened to that girl you posted on I.G a few months ago?”

“She’s not here!” I snapped. “But you are. Shake that ass and stop worrying about the next woman.”

“I can do more than shake some ass if take me home.”

I only waited a moment before I rose to my feet and pulled the brown-skinned honey bun toward the exit.

“Nigga, what are you doing?” Joc stared at me between drunken eyes. “That bitch ain’t worth the trouble. You’re going to regret this in the morning.”

“No, I won’t. In the morning, Clover still won’t fuck with me, and I’ll still be planning to be a single father. Make sure everything in my shop stays in order, or I’m on your ass.”

“I got you, Durk. Thanks again for letting me have the party here! This shit has been lit!”

“No problem. Remember what I said.”

I roped my arm around Lola’s neck and led her through the crowd.

From the moment we got in my car, she had her hands on me. I didn’t mind the affection since I hadn’t received any in a while, yet her aggressive nature was too much.

“Damn, baby. Slow down. You gon’ feel this dick in the back of your throat soon enough.” I pushed her back into her seat.

“Sorry,” she sang. “I just missed you. For a second, I thought you were serious about ol’ girl. You proved me wrong.”

Annoyance tightened the muscles in my face. “I didn’t prove shit. Clover is still my lady, and you’re still a lady I dick down when I feel like it. Don’t forget your place.”

She giggled like I said something that tickled her heart. “Whatever. I don’t want to spend our time talking about her. I just want some dick.”

Lola caressed my thigh, and the side of my face until we pulled up to her apartment complex. Dope boys and addicts loitered in front of the rundown building, reminding me of how I had to be on guard while in Lola’s presence.

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