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“Anything,” I stated.

“Well, sleep with me,” she suggested.

I coughed, choking on air and anxiety as my throat seemed to instantly constrict.

“D, you tripping. I know it’s time for you to go to bed now.” I chuckled nervously.

“Am I?” she asked, tilting her head and knitting her brows together.

“Yes, you are, and you know it. Go to bed, ma. You’re drunk.”

“I bet if I was high-booty Shawntae, you wouldn’t be saying I was tripping.”

“First of all, I don’t even know a high-booty Shawntae. Make sure you introduce us, though,” I joked.

“Yeah, you didn’t look like you knew her when she was all over you in the club either.”

Oh, that was Shawntae. I never even got her name. More importantly, where was all this hostility coming from?

“Divine, what are you on right now?” I asked, stretching my eyes.

“I’m just saying. I’ve never seen you with anyone, and even when women come on to you, you turn them down. I was thinking it was because you wanted to keep me out of your business, but now I see you have a type.”

“I don’t have a type.” I chuckled.

“Yet, you let her rub all up on you,” she countered.

Is this jealousy?It was hard to tell with women.

“Is there a point to this? If not, I’m about to head out,” I said, knowing that this conversation was headed in the wrong direction.

“Did you make plans to meet up with her tonight?” Divine asked.

“No. What are you on tonight, Divine? What’s up with you?”

“I’m stuck on the fact that every nigga in the club would have loved to be invited back to my house to spend the night. Well, every nigga in the club aside from you that is. You act like I’m invisible. I wasn’t even sure if you were into women until you damn near let her give you a hand job right in front of us.”

I laughed. “You’re exaggerating, Divine, and you know it.”

“All I know is she was rubbing all on your dick, and you let her.”

“Woman, the girl had her hand on my thigh.”

“Yeah, and I felt how hard your dick was after she rubbed all over you.”

That had nothing to do with her. Instead of saying that, I shook my head. I knew I needed to go home before either of us said or did something crazy.

“What is happening right now? You’re confusing me.”

“Tell me you don’t want to fuck me, Liam,” Divine demanded.

My brows hiked at the pivot in conversation. “W-what?”

Divine didn’t answer as she silently shed the little black shirt she was wearing and tossed it across the room.

“D, what you doing, man? Stop that,” I ordered as she fumbled with the button of her jeans.

“You never been around a naked woman?” she asked as her pants pooled around her ankles.

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