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Something came up.

And now that I wasn’t sitting around waiting to suck his dick whenever he found a free forty-five minutes in his marriage, this nigga had an attitude.

Fuck that.

Keith could take me to dinner.

Keith could pick me up.

Keith could spend the night.

Keith could walk beside me in public without worrying about who might see us.

And yeah, Keith had fucked Lorna.

But Xay was fucking his fucking wife every night and climbing in my bed when convenient.

So who the fuck was I really punishing?

“Excuse me?”

I blinked.

A woman stood in front of the desk.

“Oh! I’m sorry. How can I help you?”

“I have a twelve-thirty with Dr. Harris.”

“Name?”

“Monique Jackson.”

I clicked into the schedule.

“Got you. You can sign in right here, and I’ll let them know you’re here.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

I handed her the clipboard.

She sat down.

My phone vibrated beside my keyboard.

I glanced at it.

Xay.

I smiled.

Ignored it.

Went back to work.

It buzzed again.