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“Jye…”

“Kade and Nikki will watch him for a minute, don’t worry,” I assure her, nodding to Kade to make sure he keeps an eye.

“Okay.”

We serve our food and head to the table to eat. I stifle a grin as I watch her enjoy and relish every bite. She licks the bottom corner of her mouth and I feel myself getting hard. This woman has no idea what she does to me. But I can’t wait to show her.

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Chapter Six

Sasha

James has been spending as much time as possible with Jye and me over the last few weeks, only leaving a few times when Tatiana calls him. When he's away he makes sure to call Jye to say good night, which is sweet. He'd come over the night before, once again asking me out.

“Sasha, I want to take you out on a proper date,” he said.

“I don’t think so, James,” I told him, hating the way his eyes dulled with my response.

“We need to have a long talk, Sasha. You can’t keep avoiding it,” he had said softly.

I can try, I thought to myself.

We have so many unresolved issues, and going out on a date isn’t going to be in our favor. I know that. We do need to talk before we even think about going on any dates. I have no idea why his ex calls him so often, and he’s not my boyfriend, so I can’t demand any answers, although I desperately want them.

One good thing that happened this week, I was hired for the marketing job I applied for, so Jye now goes to my mother’s house three days a week while I’m at work.

I’m ironing my clothes when I get a call from Layla saying that we're all going out tonight. That actually sounds good, it’s been a long time since I'd gone out and had a good time with the girls. My mother comes over and picks up Jye, happy to keep him overnight. I take a long, scalding hot shower, and then slide on my favourite little black dress. It’s backless and slinky, clinging to all the right places. I decide on my new red platform heels, and a black clutch. My hair is blown out, with lots of volume and flicks out. I apply bright red lipstick and some false lashes and I’m good to go. I spray my signature perfume before shoving it in my bag.

My phone rings, letting me know the girls must be ready to go. We decided on catching a cab, but Chase being Chase got one of his employees to drive us all.

“Hey, Layla,” I answer.

“We’re waiting out front!” she says cheerfully.

“Coming,” I say. We both hang up. I quickly lock up and head out to the car, some massive looking black monstrosity. A man gets out and opens the door for me.

“Thank you,” I tell him.

“No problem,” he replies. He looks to be in his thirties and he's kind of cute. I sit in the car and smile at the greetings from Layla, Nikki and Nikki’s friend Simone.

“You look fucking hot!” Nikki announces. I smile.

“No seriously,” Layla concurs.

“You all look gorgeous,” I tell them. Layla is wearing a long white strapless dress, and she looks like a princess. Nikki is wearing a mini dress in her favourite green, and her hair is tied up in a high ponytail. Simone is wearing a hot red dress and looks like a siren. We all clean up pretty well.

“Tee and Lexi are gonna meet us there,” Layla tells me when I ask where the two of them are. We all walk into Steele and sit at the bar, getting comfortable. I have a feeling we’re gonna be here for a while. Layla orders us our first round of drinks, and we all start chatting and catching up. Tee arrives with Lexi, and I run and hug them both, happy to see them.

“I’ve missed you guys,” I tell them.

“Missed you too, cuz,” Tee says. She’s wearing a short leather skirt, which flairs out at the waist, and a tight black top. She looks smoking hot. Her hair is now a deep purple, longer than before. She sticks her tongue out at me to show me her new Batman tongue ring, which I love. Lexi looks like a movie star, as always. She’s wearing a black see-through blouse and red shorts.

“Lexi, how are you? When did you get back?” I ask her.

“I’m good, I got in just yesterday. Ryder gets back next week,” she says with a sweet smile, absently playing with her stunning honey locks. The woman is a goner for my cousin and I couldn’t be happier.

“Tell him to come over when he does, I know he’s dying to lecture me,” I say dryly. To say Ryder was not happy when he found out I was pregnant and I didn’t wanna tell him who the father was is an understatement. I order us a round of tequila from Payton, mine spilling around the glass when I’m suddenly nudged.

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