Page 22 of Breeze and Melodie

“I’m chillin’ like a villain. Tell her to stop talking shit.”

“Go get ready and call me when you’re ready to go.”

“Okay.”

I picked up Melodie’s keys and phone and gave them to her, and she confidently headed toward the elevator, not bothering to look back, and I watched her ass sway all the way down hall until she got on.

“Are you serious, Breeze? I’m standing here with a busted lip, caused by your mistress, and you’re looking at her ass.”

The elevator doors closed, and I gave my attention to Tia. “Melodie was not and is not my mistress. Why are you still here? I told you we could meet up another time.”

“Because I knew you were hiding somebody in there. How long, Breeze?”

“How long, what?”

“Have you been fucking her all along?”

I released a frustrated sigh. “No. Last night was the first time I was intimate with Melodie.”

“Wow. You didn’t even wait a full day.”

“Come inside and let me get some ice for your lip.”

“Nah, I’m good. I came to apologize for my behavior last night andwasplanning to give you another chance. But fuck that and fuck you! I was right about everything I said, andyoushould be apologizing tome!”

“I’m sorry, but if it helps, you’re the only woman I’ve been dealing with for the past few months.”

“Whatever, nigga! Have a nice life.”

She turned and marched down the hall toward the elevator.

“Well, that went well.”

“Something wrong with your car, Mel?”Shyne asked when we entered the barbershop.

“No. Why?”

“I saw you get out of Breeze’s car, so I was just wondering.”

His question got Raine’s attention. She was headed toward the door that connected the barbershop and the salon, but stopped in her tracks.

“You two came together?” she questioned with a smile.

“Yeah. Is that strange? We do live in the same building, you know,” I responded.

“You’ve lived in the same building for over a year, and you’ve never ridden to work together,” my best friend pointed out.

“There’s a first time for everything, lil sis.”

She looked back and forth between us for a few seconds before she gasped and slapped her hand over her mouth.

“Y’all fucked!” she exclaimed.

“Y’all fucked?” Shyne questioned.

Breeze and I stood barely an inch apart. He looked at me with a sexy grin, causing me to blush.

“Should we tell them?” he asked.

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