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and let Wes take over, his hands on my hips hammering my body around. I screamed out as loudly as I wanted to, the music drowning out my wails of pleasure. The feeling was liberating and I came harder than I ever had before, crying out at the top of my lungs as I exploded around him.
    I could feel his body quivering behind me, and soon after, warm liquid began running down my legs. After, he discreetly tucked himself back in his pants and I pulled down my dress. We finished our dance before parting ways.
     
    I was in a pretty good mood after that, and I didn't even care that what I did was stupid. Ready to leave on a high note, I went to the bathroom to straighten up before heading out. As soon as I left the building, my phone rang. I rolled my eyes when I saw who was calling me.
    “What?” I said when I placed the phone to my ear. “And why are you calling me so late?”
    “Please don't speak to me like that.”
    “I don't know why I decided to give you my number. What is it, Ann?”
    “Well, I've spent the evening trying to decide if I should tell you, if you’d even care.”
    “You have until I get to my car to tell me what you want, and then I'm hanging up.”
    She exhaled loudly on the other end, my patience growing shorter by the second. I wasn't going to allow her to ruin my night, and that meant ending the conversation as soon as possible.
    “I'm- I'm dying.”
    I stopped mid-step. “What?”
    “Doctor says I only have a few months. Six to nine at the most.”
    “Okay...”
    “Well, I'd like you to come visit me if you can. I think we should make amends.”
    I threw my free hand up in the air. “Why? So you can die in peace? I have no interest in giving you the satisfaction. I hope you die a slow, painful death. Goodbye, Mother.”
    I hung up my phone and went to put it in my back pocket.
    “Son of a bitch !” I screamed when it slipped from my fingers and crashed to the ground.
    I snatched the phone up and inspected it for any damage.
    “What? No goodbye?” I glared at Wes, who was walking towards me. “I saw you trying to sneak out.”
    I turned away and started for my car again. He reached for me, and I shoved him away.
    “Not now.”
    He was actually the last person I wanted to see at that moment. I pulled my car keys out of my clutch, cursing as I fumbled around to get to the keypad.
    Wes groaned behind me. “What is your problem now? Key. Key, look at me!”
    He grabbed my arm and spun me around, his eyes blazing with the anger he was trying not to show in his voice. I didn't care if he was upset with my antics. It was a bad idea to meet him, and I just wanted to get away from him as soon as possible. So much for a good night.
    “Get off me.”
    “Not until you tell me what's wrong.”
    I slammed my purse on the roof of my car. “You're what's wrong! I had no business coming here tonight. Don't contact me again.”
    “Key-”
    “My mother just called me,” I said, blinking back tears.
    He dropped his hand away from me once I said that.
    “Oh.”
    “Yeah. Hearing her voice made my blood boil. I hate her for what ya'll did. I have no plans on forgiving her, and I'd be smart to do the same for you.”
    Images flashed in my mind that I couldn't ignore. Images of Wes, my then fiancé, with my mother. Ann had always been a piece of shit- I would expect something like that from her.
    But Wes? He was the love of my life. Once I finished getting my Master's degree at Texas A&M, we were going to start a life together. He was going to whisk me away from my terrible past, and we were going to start a beautiful family. But it turned out he was just a piece of shit, too.
    I stormed over to the driver's side of my car, pausing to look at him when I opened the door.
    “You know what the worst part of it is? You've never apologized for it. Never even admitted to it.”
    He walked to me, seizing the back of my head to force me to stare in his eyes. I tried to turn away, but he held onto me as he