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weekend you’re going to get more shoes, and maybe also some dresses. Do you still buy your own stuff?”
    “Of course I do!” Aiyana bristled but Briana didn’t seem to notice or didn’t care.
    “Well, that’s silly. The man has more money than I do heartbeats left in my lifetime. Wait, maybe, I think.” She pulled out her phone and proceeded to look on the search engine app. “Yep, way more considering I’m not an infant.”
    “How many times does it beat in the average lifetime?” Aiyana asked as she sat down on the cushioned bench in the middle of her closet.
    “Two and a half billion times in an average lifetime,” Briana told her as she idly put her phone away and started sifting through the hanging shirts. “Oh my god,” she said a she shook her head.
    “What?” Aiyana asked as she raised her eyebrows.
    “You didn’t even sort them by season! Who are you and what did you do with Aiyana?” Briana began to pull the shirts down with their hangers and haphazardly dropped them onto the bench.
    “That’s why I have you,” Aiyana said as she smiled and felt her chest beginning to unwind and loosen. She’d talk to Blake tonight and let him know she was sorry. If he’d have her, she’d wear the ring he bought for her because she thought it was beautiful, and because she wanted that symbol of everlasting love on her finger. She wanted him .
    “I know you’re thinking sappy thoughts right now, but snap out of it and help me put these back, color-coded and by season.”
    By the time they were finished, Briana was exhausted and needed more coffee. It was past three in the afternoon, and Blake still wasn’t home. Aiyana was starting to lose her resolve, but she figured that by having Briana there when he came home, she’d get to solidify their relationship by introducing him to her friend. The more connections they had, supporting their union, the better chance they had.
    Besides, she’d need someone there if she had to take all those clothes out of the closet and pack them away in an evening. The thought made her throat constrict and she tried to tame it by taking a sip of her ice water. “Stop sweating about it. It was just a fight that wasn’t really a fight. Wasn’t it worse the time you found out he lied to you about who he was?”
    Aiyana thought about and determined it wasn’t. This was worse. She’d denied him the opportunity of a joyful proposal, and she wasn’t sure she could fix that.
    “He’s home,” she said when she heard the door open, and her panic kicked up four more notches. Briana put a bracing hand on her shoulder and then let it slide away before Blake came into the kitchen where both women sat at the breakfast bar
    “Oh, good. You’re here,” he seemed genuinely pleased to see her, and she felt relief flood her when he kissed her sweetly, not on the cheek, but on the lips. “Briana, it’s nice to see you.” He held out his hand and Briana took it cordially.
    “And you.”

Chapter Six
     
    “Well, I think it’s about time I got a move on,” Briana said as she picked up the piece of cheesecake she’d brought home from the café they’d visited at lunch. Blake saw her to the door after she said goodbye to Aiyana, but stopped her just before she left.
    “Briana, I know you know, and I was just wondering-”
    “Nope, don’t even ask me. I make it a point not to get involved in problems that are between a man and a woman. If you need to clarify something or get it off your chest, you talk to your girl in there. Now, I like you Blake.” She smiled and leaned in a little bit lowering her voice. “So make it a point not to hurt her. She’s had plenty of hurt before you came along.”
    She took a look at the confused look on his face and shook her head as she pursed her lips. “I’ve said too much already by the looks of it. Go on, go back to her and sit down and have a pow-wow. I’m going to eat my cake with a glass of wine at home and dream about living in