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“This is crazy.” She blew an air of frustration. “I can’t go home with no phone, Prosper. I just moved into my place and haven’t had time to get a landline connected. I have to be able to keep trying to call my sisters, at least.”

“You can have my phone for the night. Just keep calling until they pick up.”

“What? No. I can’t take your phone.”

“Well, you coming to my crib wit’ me then? You can keep using it there.” I eyed her, hoping she’d say yes.

Instead, she cut her eyes at me. “Absolutely not.”

“Aight, then. I got another phone. Don’t worry about it. I’ll get it back from you another day.”

Reluctantly, she leaned back in the seat and gave me directions to her place as I pulled off.

chapter seven.

Nia’Rose.

Nervously, I fidgeted with my nails as we pulled into the gates of my townhome. I was on edge for several reasons. One, I had to catch a ride with my student, and now this man had the code to access where I rested my head. To make matters worse, neither of my sisters still wasn’t answering their phones. I told myself that if they didn’t respond by the time I changed, I’d jump into my car and race back to the club. I was worried sick.

“Thanks for everything,” I said to Prosper as he came to a complete stop. “I’ll get your phone back to you right after I go to Verizon tomorrow.”

The situation was far from appropriate, but I couldn't overlook the fact that he had been a true gentleman, ensuring I made it home safely.

“You don’t have to rush with the phone. I ain’t trippin’.”

Just then, his phone rang, breaking the awkward silence that was forming between us. I glanced down and saw Shay’s number flashing on his screen. I answered immediately.

“Sis,” I deeply exhaled in relief.

“Girl… sis! I am so glad it’s you. Where are you?”

“I made it home.”

“What? How?”

“Once I couldn’t find you guys, I got a ride from someone I knew at the club. I’m okay, just was worried about you and Steph. I was about to head back there now that I’m near my car.”

“No, no! Stay home. Too much going on out here. We’re fine. We were just freaking out when we couldn’t find you. The damn cops came and cleared the club. They wouldn’t let anyone back inside. Me and Steph left our phones in the car. We just came and got them. Where’s your phone?”

“I lost mine. It was inside my clutch. The strap must’ve slipped from my wrist when I was running. Those gunshots scared the hell out of my ass.”

“Don’t remind me. Girl, that was crazy.”

“Yep, and just so we are clear, I’m never going out with you chicken heads again. I swear every place you pick ends up being crazy, Shay.”

“Damn, I know, right? Ugh. I’m starting to think I’m cursed.”

We both laughed.

“I’ll get a new phone tomorrow and call you guys.” I promised her.

“Okay, make sure you do.”

“And you’re safe at home, right?” Stephanie’s voice chimed in from the background.

Knowing how overprotective she was, I decided to FaceTime. When she answered, I said,

“Yes, sis. I promise I’m fine.”

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