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He smiled and went back to his seat, grabbing his phone to continue what he was doing. “Okay. I got this Kindle app downloaded. Now what?”

“Go to Amazon and look the book up in the search bar. Sincerely, Your Gangsta by Mya.”

He quickly did what I said to do, then said, “Damn. You have a lot of books. How many have you written?”

“Twenty-five. I’m supposed to be working on book twenty-six, but reckless living caught up with me.”

He glanced up at me then said, “I just purchased your entire catalog.”

My mouth fell open. “Really? Why?”

“I know what you said about your heaux phase and whatnot, but when you heal up, I want you to show that phase to me. No labels… just, I want more than the heaux part of it. I wanna take you out and shit. Introduce you to the crazy ass Hendersons as my homegirl. For some reason, I just wanna support the fuck out of you in whatever capacity I can. If you need me to be a rider in your career, I got’chu. If you need me to stroke that pussy right, I got’chu in that shit too.”

Now, I had just had surgery to remove a baby from my fallopian tube, and my shit had the nerve to jump in excitement. What in the fuck was wrong with me? This man was stroking every sensitive nerve in my fucking body, and for a second time, he had me speechless. What the fuck?

“Mya.”

I looked over at him. “Yeah?”

“I’m talking to you, girl.”

“Christian, I’m extremely independent. I don’t?—”

“Hol’ the hell up. Ain’t nobody talking about being your sugar daddy. I just want the sugar… to be your friend with benefits. Yes or no.”

“What if I agree to everything except meeting the family?”

He remained quiet and started playing on his phone. I wasn’t sure about meeting a family I had no desire being a part of. I didn’t want to give off the wrong impression. I was more than sure they saw him walking me to my room last night. They would make shit out to be more than it was, then I would accuse him of telling them that it was. No thank you.

He really seemed like a nice guy, but that authoritativeness in him had my pussy cutting flips. I was thinking hard. I didn’t want to take a chance again and risk getting hurt. “I can’t get the friendship either, Christian?”

He stared up at me for a moment. “I already extended that. I don’t renege on my word unless you give me reason to.”

He went back to his phone. It felt like he was reneging. He was so quiet. “What are you doing?” I asked.

“Reading.”

He sat back and put his feet up on the couch next to the chair he was seated in. I took a deep breath and decided to just go to sleep.

CHAPTER 5

CHRISTIAN

Ididn’t know why I was in my feelings. I was stupid. She would have willingly fucked me. I already knew that. I just wanted to treat her like she was more than a fuck though. Maybe if she could see how much I was really feeling her, she would give serious thought to having more with me. I was sitting here staring at the words in her book, but I wasn’t reading to retain shit.

I was watching her fidget… shift in the bed like she couldn’t get comfortable. Instead of trying to force conversation with me, she decided to try to go to sleep. As she turned again, there was a knock on the door, then it opened. The nurse walked in, pushing her machine to probably check her vitals. She smiled politely at me. “Hello.”

I nodded.

“Hey, Miss Ceasar. How are you feeling?”

“I’m just in a little pain. Can I get something?”

“Of course. Let me check your vitals.”

Mya turned to her back and accepted the thermometer under her tongue, and the nurse situated the blood pressure cuff around her arm. When the thermometer beeped, I glanced at the monitor to see she had a low-grade fever. Her temp was ninety-nine point nine. The nurse frowned slightly, but she didn’t say anything. When the machine was done checking her blood pressure, it was slightly elevated as well.

“Are you sure you feel okay, Miss Ceasar, other than the little pain? Your temp is a little high and so is your blood pressure.”

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