“His woman? Kane never mentioned you…,” Hazel responds, sarcasm dripping from her voice like… honey. “Actually, Kane told me that he doesn’t have a woman, and if he did, I doubt it would be someone like you….”
Honey takes a couple of steps toward Hazel and yells, “You fucking bitch!”
I lift Honey up by her waist, pulling her back from my sister. “I think it’s time you leave, Honey,” I say while I push her up against the wall, trying to contain her. Her body slumps and then she cups my face in her hands, moving in for another kiss. I pull back to look her in the eyes. “Not happening, babe. Now, you need to leave,” I repeat, and move back, placing my hand on the handle of the open door, gesturing for her to get out.
“But, baby, I’ve missed you,” she says in her sweet, sugary voice, pouting at me and fluttering her eyes while I still have her pressed up against the wall.
I sigh then look down at her. “Honey,” I growl, irritated as fuck that she’s still here. I’m tired, I’m hungry, and my hard-on has barely settled since I was between Charity’s thighs. I’m gonna need a cold-as-fuck shower. “You and I both know that you’re just an easy fuck. You’re not my woman, never claimed you are. I need to get laid, and when I do you’re there, and that pretty much sums up our relationship.”
“You fucking asshole!” she yells at me, angry tears streaming down her face.
She pushes herself off the wall and lifts her arm up to slap me, but I grab her wrist in my hand, holding her back. “If you don’t leave right now, I’ll pick you up and throw you out. Now get the fuck out.” I hear a low laugh coming from Hazel then, and I glare at her, giving her a warning to shut the fuck up.
“Oh, I get it,” Honey says, looking over at Charity this time. “She’s your whore, and you don’t need me anymore. Do you Trigger?”
I pull on her hand and shove her out the door. “I warned you, Honey, now leave.”
“Fine,” she states, rubbing the wrist I’d just had in my hand. “I’m going. But don’t come running to me when your whore can’t fulfil your needs. I know how to please you. Don’t I, baby?”
For fuck’s sake, she’s one stupid bitch.
I look her up and down, for the first time noticing her fake boobs, equally fake tan, overdone make-up, and the short tacky sequined dress clinging to her body. I wonder what the fuck I ever saw in her.
“Fuck off, Honey,” I say, not willing to waste any more words or time on her.
With that said, I slam the door in her face, preparing myself for an ass-whooping from my sister.