Page 98 of Perfect Rhythm
“Of course.” He planted another kiss on my forehead, then returned to his desk. “Oh, does Eli know that you two aren’t getting married?”
“He does now. That’s one of the reasons I came to the gym. He showed up at my house yesterday like everything was all good, and I had to make it clear to him that it wasn’t.”
“And how did he take it?”
“Not well. He accused me of being disloyal and a bunch of other nonsense.”
My father slid his hand under his chin. “So, he called you disloyal afterhewas the one who cheated onyou? Interesting. Sounds like he’s not willing to take accountability for what he did.”
“Oh, he has, but only to a certain extent. The rest is all my fault, according to him. But it’s fine. I don’t care what he thinks. I’m done with him, and I’m not looking back.”
“Good. He doesn’t deserve you.”
I opened my mouth to respond, but my cell phone buzzed.
“Oh, Daddy, this is Skye. I’m going to answer this and head out.” I gave him a wave as I walked toward the door. “I love you.”
“Love you too, baby. Take care of yourself.”
“I will.” I closed his office door and put my cell on speaker. “Hey, girl, what’s up?”
“What’s up with you? Have you seen the shit on FDL?”
“No, what is it?”
“The front page is filled with pictures of Eli proposing to you at your dad’s party. Oh, and there’s also a statement from Eli claiming that the two of you have worked through your differences and you’re in love now more than ever.”
“What the fuck? You’re lying.” I switched to the web browser on my phone and hurried to pull up the website. She wasn’t lying. Everything she’d said was front and center. “That asshole. I can’t believe he did this.”
“That’s how bitter niggas act when they don’t get their way after they fuck up. They do everything they can to screw you over and publicly embarrass you.”
I sighed, knowing that she was speaking from experience. Every time she posted pictures or a dance video online, Mecca’s bitch ass was in the comments saying something crazy to get attention. Some days, it was him professing his undying love for her and how he couldn’t live without her. Other days, he was throwing shots at her and claiming she was doing too much onsocial media for attention. It was sad, and I was praying that I never ended up in that kind of situation with Eli. But it was starting to look that way.
“So, what’s up?” Skye questioned. “Do we need to put in a call to Shade so he can give Eli a reminder of why he shouldn’t be fucking with you?”
“Oh my God, Shade,” I groaned, shutting my eyes tight as pressure pulsed at my forehead. “He’s going to lose it when he sees this.”
“You didn’t tell him what happened?”
“No. I didn’t think I had to since I was planning to dead the situation before it ever got out.”
“Yeah, well, that was a bad move.”
“I see that now. Thanks for the obvious reminder.”
“Sorry.”
I shrugged. “Maybe he hasn’t seen anything. And even if he has, he knows damn well it isn’t true. There’s no way in hell I would agree to marry Eli.”
“But you did. It’s literally in the video that was posted.”
My eyes widened. “There’s a video? I thought there were just pictures.”
“You have to keep scrolling. It’s at the bottom.”
Mortified, I slid my finger further down the page and pressed play to watch the clip. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! I gotta go.”
“Okay, girl. Call me later.”
