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to prick her pride.
    He looked at her as if she’d gone crazy, and instead of kissing her back he turned his face to the side, muted the phone, and whispered, “You know I don’t do that. Go brush your teeth and come back.”
    “Excuse me.” She blinked. “That’s your dick.”
    “Why don’t you ever do what I ask you to do the first time?” He gave her a warning eye. “I really don’t like that.”
    Every part of Jaise’s being told her not to get her ass out of bed, but in the pit of her stomach she knew if she pissed him off he wouldn’t think twice about leaving for the night, and that was not what she wanted. So she went into her master bath, handled her business, and came back out.
    Trenton was still on the phone, and she could clearly see thathe was aggravated. She lay down next to him, and while she ran her hands through the curly hair on his chest she heard the woman on the other end crying.
    “Listen,” Trenton spoke sternly into the phone, “I’m being extremely rude right now and I have to go.” He paused, and a second later said, “This could’ve waited for the morning’s meeting. Your calling me this time of night is not acceptable.”
    Jaise’s heart thundered in her chest. It was obvious that Trenton was attempting to pass off whomever this was as a business associate.
    Trenton continued, “Look, I will deal with you later in the a.m.” He clicked his phone off and tossed it back on the night-stand. He rolled over on top of Jaise. “Where were we?” He licked her now-soft nipples.
    “Who was that?” she said, watching him suckle her breasts.
    “An associate.” He cuddled her nipple with his tongue.
    Jaise stared at Trenton. She wanted desperately to ask him what type of associate, but she wasn’t so sure what he would say. There was a possibility he would lie and a possibility that he wouldn’t, and at this moment with her feelings resting on the tip of her clit, which he was now sucking better than he ever had before, she wasn’t so sure if the truth or a lie would be worse.
    Besides, she’d already surmised that most of Trenton’s ambivalence came from his never having been involved with a woman like her. And since she was just getting into the groove of convincing him of what life and love with her would be like, Jaise made up her mind that she was willing to put in the time it would take to reshape Trenton into the man she longed for him to be.
    So … what was a phone call with a crying bitch on the other end? After all, if he wanted the other chick, he wouldn’t have been in Jaise’s bed.
    “Eat it up, baby,” Jaise said, with melting sugar running between her legs. Trenton pulled her clit between his teeth, and as she grabbed the base of his neck her phone rang. Trenton stoppedwhat he was doing and looked at the clock. “Who the hell is calling you this time of night?”
    “Karma,” she said, watching the phone vibrate as it rang on the nightstand.
    “Oh, you’re being smart?” he said, pissed, as her phone stopped ringing and quickly started again. “Answer the motherfucker, since it’s karma. What you waitin’ on?”
    “Jealousy is so unattractive.” She smiled as she answered the phone. “Hello?” There was a pregnant pause. “Hello?” she said again.
    “Hi, uhh,” an unfamiliar male voice said on the other end of the line. “What’s your mother’s name, son?” she heard the unfamiliar voice say in the background, and then he was talking to her again. “Hi, is this Mrs. Jaise Williams, or is she available?”
    “This is she,” Jaise said nervously. “Who is this?”
    “Ma’am, my apologies for bothering you so late, but I’m Officer Asante and we have your son, Jabril, in custody. He was pulled over and the officers found alcohol in the car.”
    “What?! Alcohol! He’s only sixteen, and he told me he was spending the night at a friend’s house!”
    “Spending the night at a friend’s house?” She could hear that the officer was