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don’t need to do this to thank me, La’Treece. I’m doing this under court-order. I’m here to help Destiny. You were a part of the package. I have no desire to screw you. I don’t know how much plainer I can make it.”
    “I get it. You want somebody like Phaedra. A woman from the right side of the tracks.”
    “Who I’m interested in is none of your business. All you need to know is it’s not you.” He couldn’t believe he was arguing with a woman he barely knew in his bedroom. 
    She stood, not bothering to cover the exposed body parts the sheer lingerie failed to cover. “Is it ‘cause I’ m black? You don’t like dark nipples? Well, I can’t change my color, honey.”
    He’d seen plenty of tits. Hers were nothing special . “I don’t see color.” He walked to the door and held it open for her. “You have officially outworn your welcome, La’Treece.” 
    He didn’t back down from her glare as she stalked from the room. He’d never been afraid of a woman before, but for the first time in his life, he wished he’d installed a lock on his bedroom door.
     
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    Destiny cradled her cell phone against her ear as she checked beneath the bathroom stalls for feet. Good. The restroom was empty. She slipped into a stall and listened to La’Treece’s rant. “I’m telling you we need to leave, Destiny. Cayson is taking advantage of us, and a few nights ago, he tried to holla at me.”
    “What?” Destiny wasn’t sure she heard La’Treece right. 
    “Yes!  He pushed up on me.  Told me I should be thanking him properly for letting me stay there.  Girl, he’s good-looking and all, but I ain’t about to let nobody practically rape me.”
    Her heart thumped painfully.  “What are you talking about? Cayson is not like that.”
    “ Shit. Don’t let the suit and briefcase fool you.”
    “La’Treece…”
    “ I’m ready to leave today. Let’s just pack up and go!”
    Destiny blinked back tears.  This could not be happening.  It seemed every time things finally turned around for her, the universe had a way of dumping another load of shit on her.
    Lord, why can’t I get a break?
    She’d only been staying with Cayson a week, but a week in her world seemed like an eternity. She had a good thing right now. A good job. A roof over her head. She didn’t want to leave. Cayson had been nice to her. Phaedra was sweet. For the first time in a long time she felt she had a chance.
    “La’Treece, I gotta go. I’ll call you back.”
    “Fine, but don’t forget–we’re leaving tonight.”
    Destiny hung up then b lew out a deep breath. She couldn’t believe Cayson made a pass at La’Treece. La’Treece didn’t seem like his type. What was his type? Destiny wasn’t sure, but she knew it wasn’t her.  He’d never shown interest in her like that. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he tried to holla at her.  Like La’Treece, Destiny had noticed his striking good looks. Eyes like dark chocolate. Full lips that she’d fantasized once or twice about covering hers.  She’d yet to see him work out, but the man had muscles in all the right places. She’d seen his biceps plenty of times when he wore those wife beater t-shirts.  Whenever they were in the same room, she could smell the scent of his minty shampoo mingled with his musk cologne.
    Yeah, on the exterior, he seemed like a straight-up square.  But she knew better. She’d heard the rumors around the office. He was a ladies’ man.  Well, with everyone except her it seemed.  He wanted her to steer clear of him at work. She respected his wishes. If he wanted to keep things strictly business, she could handle that. She didn’t need to get attracted to him anyway.  Cayson Sullivan was probably more man than she could handle.
     
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    Cayson sat at his desk thumbing through a thick stack of files. This reminded him of his early days at the firm years ago. He’d had to sort through mounds of discovery material. Thankfully,