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I stopped walking.

Tyler took two more steps before looking back at me.

“Ohhhh.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Nah. What she say?”

I ignored him.

Me: What you want?

The bubbles came up.

Sam: Idk.

Me: Then figure it out.

Sam: You asking for a lot.

Me: You was about to let me bend you over with your kids upstairs. Don’t get shy now.

Nothing.

I smiled.

Tyler was damn near breaking his neck trying to see.

“Move, nigga.”

“Sam nasty?”

“Go find Nesha.”

“She home with her husband.”

I looked at him.

“Exactly where Sam at.”

He stared at me for a second.

Then started laughing again.

“You a sick nigga.”

My phone buzzed.

Sam: You keep bringing that up like you wasn’t the one all over ME.

Me: You told me stop?

Sam: I told you Xay was coming.

Me: That ain’t what I asked.

Nothing.