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because I could still smell her Dolce and Gabbana perfume in the room. It could be because Sabrina brought her up by asking me that hard ass question out of the blue. I had trouble sleeping for various reasons, but none kept me up at night more than Dallas. I was conflicted over what happened to her. At the time it seemed like the right thing to do. I gave her every opportunity to come clean and stop her endless supply of lies, but she chose to play me like a fool and smile while she did it. She was like a child who had to have a dose of tough love to get a little act right in her diet. The harder the head, the harder the lesson.
                  As I turned the soft pillow over to the cooler side, I found myself once again thinking about Dallas. Maybe it was time to reach out to her. Maybe I was just feeling that way because I wasn’t getting any pussy. I did have a lot of pent up sexual energy that I wanted to let out and Dallas’s soft center would be the perfect bull’s eye to sink my fat arrow into. As a man in a relationship, I should’ve been able to dick my woman down whenever I wanted, but as usual Angelique was working that night. Besides that we were fighting and unlike other people, I never really got into mad sex. If I was mad at a woman the last thing I wanted to do was make her happy with my dick.
     
    I kept replaying the question Sabrina asked me at her table.
     
    “Do you think Dallas would ask you to change?”
     
    As I laid there wide awake in my girlfriend’s old bed the answer to that question was no.

~ Newness
     
                  I threw myself into my work like a mad woman. Between Khari and my businesses, I stayed too busy to focus on Tyce and my unhappiness. I was absolutely furious that he was actually still planning to do that dangerous heist. I tried not to let my attitude show on my pretty face as I mingled with my guests at our naughty or naughty party. Our guests partied, danced, drank and fucked the night away and there was still three hours to go until I closed up shop. That night I was projected to make over 25,000 dollars in profit just from the door. With that kind of cake why did my man have to rob armored trucks?!
                  I looked fierce in my work uniform, which consisted of very little fabric. My round ass received all the attention due to my extra short boy shorts that had the word LOOK written across my ass. Up top I sported a red matching bra that had AT written on the right side and ME etched in the left side. True to the words spelled out on my private parts, everyone was indeed looking at me as I strutted across the crowded room toward the DJ booth. I gave my employee the signal to change the music to a more upbeat techno feel when I felt a strong, warm hand gently touch the flesh on my rib cage. I quickly looked over my shoulder and the face staring back at me smiled sexily.
    “ Thaddeus!” My head jerked back suddenly.
    “Angelique Dupree. I should’ve known I’d run into you in a place like this.”
                  He put his other solid hand on my waist and pulled me in for a snug hug. I could smell his scent, which was a simmering mixture of Dove soap and a light touch of Clive Christian No.1. That high dollar smell instantly teleported me back to a year ago when I was bent over on a pool table letting him put his thick stick in my corner pocket.
    “Uh, excuse me, but what do you mean a place like this? I happen to own this place and I think it’s very classy and spicy.” I faked offense.
    I playfully poked his chest on purpose, yep, just as hard as I remembered. He gently pulled me toward the outdoor smoking patio which was good because at that moment I could use a cigarette.
    “It’s kind of hard to hear you over the music and I don’t wanna shout in your ear. Let’s go out to the patio for a sec.” He waved his hand in that direction.
    “Okay. Jus’ let me grab my pa ck of cigarettes from my