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Another message came right behind it.

Xay: Need some morning loving.

A smile pulled at my mouth before I could stop it.

Ebony saw it.

Her eyes narrowed.

“Bitch, I KNOW that’s not him texting you.”

“It’s not.”

She sucked her teeth.

“Lying ass.”

I flipped my phone facedown.

“Eat your potatoes.”

“Bitch—”

Her face suddenly changed.

I noticed immediately.

“What?”

“Don’t look now.”

The first thing I did was start turning around.

Ebony kicked me underneath the table.

“Ow! Bitch!”

“I said don’t look now!”

“What the fuck am I supposed to do then?”

She nodded toward the entrance.

I looked.

“Ah, shit.”

Keith.

Of fucking course.

He had just walked in with three of his boys.

Keith was fine.

I could admit that.

Chocolate skin.