Page 27 of Call and Response

“How the hell do you know that?”

She smirked. “You’ve still got a lil—” She wiped at the side of her lips to clue me in to what she saw and my mouth dropped open.

“What?!” I asked, panicking as I wiped my mouth while Winnie’s eyes went wide.

“You were sucking dick this morning?!”

“What?! No!” I insisted, flustered.

“Bitch, you just wiped non-existent cum off your face!”

“Why would you tell me there was cum on my face if there wasn’t?!”

“Why would you believe there was cum on your face if you weren’t sucking dick?”

“Well damn, what happened to hello, how are you?” Brooke said from the door.

Both our heads whipped around to where she was standing, smirking over what she’d heard.

“Winnie,” I groaned.

Brooke was cool, hella cool.

But we weren’t besties like that for her to be in onthisconversation.

Especially when I didn’t really know what this conversation was.

Because I didn’t know what the fuck was going on with me and Noble.

“Brookie, tell her she looks like she’s been hunching,” Winnie said, giving me a wink as she went on setting up class.

When I looked back at Brooke, she wasactuallystudying me before she nodded. “Yeah, actually. I’m not sure what it is though.”

“It’s the afterglow. which is a real thing,” Winnie called from across the room. “It’s science!”

“Then why would you pretend I had fluids on my face, why not just say that?!”

“Because my way was much funnier, duh.” She laughed. “Let’s talk about you sucking stranger danger dick though.”

“Noble isn’t a stra—oh,fuck you,” I groaned, covering my face with my hands. I didn’t have to actually see either woman to guess their expressions.

Surprise!

“I havesomany questions!” Winnie shrieked. “Starting with how he bagged you. Because I could swear you were on your celibacy shit.”

“I wasn’t celibate, I just wasn’t interested. You can’t call it celibacy if it’s no sacrifice.”

“Should I step out for the family convo?” Brooke asked; eyes wide, and I shook my head.

“It’s fine,” I told her. “Winnie’s big mouth already spilled the beans now.”

Winnie scoffed. “Don’t blame me cause youlet’s write a song-edyour way into some dick and you look like it. Was I supposed to ignore it?!”

I let out a gasp; eyes wide. “Bitch! Did you talk to him?!”

“Huh?” Winnie asked.

“Noble made the same damn j—you know what, never mind. I didnotgo over there intending to have sex with that man. It just happened! I mean, we've all had an experience like that, right? Brookie!” I said, turning to her. “You and Ky—I'm sure you didn't mean to end up fucking him when y'all shot together, right? It was just work.”

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