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“I know.”
“I apologized for fucking Lorna. I owned that shit. I told you I was wrong. I been trying to show you I was serious about you.”
“I know.”
“Stop saying you fucking know!”
I shut up.
“You had me thinking we was finally doing this shit right.”
“We can.”
He stopped walking.
The look he gave me made my stomach drop.
“Avery, you cannot possibly think we about to skip over this shit and play house.”
“No, I’m not saying that.”
“Then what are you saying?”
“That I love you!”
He laughed.
“Man, fuck outta here.”
“I do!”
“You love me, but you was fucking Xay?”
“Yes, I fucked up!”
“For a year and a half?”
“I know!”
“And when did you stop?”
I hesitated.
His face changed.
“When did you stop fucking him, Avery?”
“Before Thanksgiving.”
His eyebrows went up.
“Before Thanksgiving?”
“Yes.”
“How fucking long before Thanksgiving?”
I didn’t answer.
