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“Girl, don’t even sweat it. One thing about a nigga is they always come back. Don’t even let it knock you off your square.” The other woman replied. I chuckled because it was painfully obvious they wanted attention.

“Oh, I’m not worried. She might think she won, but we both know that all niggas cheat. She’s online posting pictures with him, but I bet he’s probably fucking multiple bitches. Hell, I’m shocked he didn’t drop her on her head after that video leaked. The bitch barely knew how to suck the dick.” Loren snickered.

At that point, I lost my cool, and turned back around to face her.

“Bitch, are you good?”

Loren’s eyes bucked in surprise.

“Bitch? When did you start calling me out of my name?”

“I’m not in the mood for games, and I don’t like that fake shit. I get real ignorant and disrespectful about my lady. Take it however you want to take it.” I warned.

Honesty handed the shoes she wanted over to one of the workers and walked over to me.

“Hey, what’s going on?” She looked between Loren and me.

“Ain’t shit wrong. I just wanted to make some shit clear. It’s all good.” I tucked my phone into my pocket and held her waist with my free hand.

“And what exactly did you make clear? You came at me with hostility when I haven’t done shit to you. I can’t stand when nigga’s get a new bitch and start acting funny,” Loren scoffed.

“You’ve got shit all twisted. I don’t have a reason to act funny because you don’t mean shit to me, and you never have. You’re over here tryna throw shots at my woman, but you and her are nothing alike.”

“You didn’t care about me, but you were fucking me for years.”

Loren blurted it out as if she’d just spilled a big secret.

“Sis, please don’t embarrass yourself in here. My man patience is as thin as that knock-off LV purse you’re carrying. I promise I don’t care about anything you had going on with him. He had you and your homegirl saved in a group chat titled “Neck.” You’re blocked now, but please don’t think you meant anything to him.”

I chuckled because I had forgotten about that. Honesty made me go through my phone and block all of the bitches I used to fuck with. I was childish as fuck for some of those names, but they helped me narrow down who I was going to reach out to, which I needed to bust a nut.

“Here you go, ma’am. Let me know if you need anything else. I already checked you out, and you’re all set.” The sales lady handed Honesty two shoe boxes and my black card, but I took them from her.

“Alright, it’s time for us to go,” I told Honesty.

“I know. I owe you a couple of favors.”

“Hell yeah.” I started to walk away, but I paused and turned back.

“Oh, and Loren?”

“Yeah,” she spat.

“Keep my bitch’s name out of your mouth. I would really hate to take it too far. I would never put my hands on a woman, but I’ll get your ass jumped behind this one and slap your granny’s eyes back straight. Enjoy your night.”

With that, Honesty and I walked out of the store and headed towards the parking lot.

“Baby, you didn’t have to talk about her granny’s eyes.” Honesty snickered.

“I was being nice. She better tread lightly before I send somebody to her granny’s house to snatch her uncle’s prosthetic leg and run over that bitch. I can’t stand a ho who can’t catch a hint.”

Honesty laughed as I loaded everything into the car and opened her door.

“I used to think you were sweet and quiet, but you are an asshole.”

“Naw, you saw what you wanted to see. I was an asshole from the very first time we met; you just happened to get special treatment. When it comes to you, anyone can get it.” I shrugged.

She leaned over the middle console, and I thought she was about to give me a kiss, but instead, she reached into my shorts and whipped my dick out. I eyed her curiously.