Page 59 of Loving a Libra
“What do you mean you’re not sure where she went? That’s my wife, and she’s carrying my seed. Which way did she go?”
“I’m not sure, sir. My apologies.”
I looked around to see if I could spot Devyn walking. The sun was just beginning to set, so it was still relatively light out. When I saw her standing on the corner, I jogged in her direction.
Just as I reached her, a car pulled up and stopped in front of her. When she reached for the handle, I put my hand on top of hers to stop her from opening the door.
“What are you doing?” I asked, confused as hell.
“Going home, and I suggest you go to your condo.”
“Baby—”
“Tariq, please let go of my hand.”
“I’m not letting you get in this car. If you want me to take you home, I will, but I refuse to let you get in this car.”
She sighed and released the handle. The Uber driver lowered the back passenger-side window.
“Ma’am, are you ready?” he asked.
“No. You can leave. Thank you,” I responded for her.
I took some bills from my pocket and tossed them in the back seat. He drove off, leaving us on the corner.
“You can take me home, but you’re not coming inside.”
“That’s—”
“And I don’t want to talk to you.”
I didn’t respond as quickly that time but eventually agreed. She folded her arms across her chest and began walking toward my car, which was still in front of the entrance. I slowly followed her, watching as the valet helped her into the passenger side.
This is not how I expected tonight to end.
“He promised notto bug you for two days. You’re your time is up. You’d better either answer the phone or be prepared to talk to him face-to-face,” Ginae advised.
“I’m not ready to talk.”
“Clearly, he is, and you can’t keep ignoring him.”
“I know, but I can’t get what Maurice said out of my head.”
“Girl, fuck Maurice and what he said.”
“I can’t help but wonder if there’s some truth to it. I mean, it makes sense.”
“No, it doesn’t make sense because Tariq ain’t like that.”
“I didn’t think he was, but?—”
Ginae shook her head as she interrupted me. “You know he’s not. He tried to do the right thing, but his feelings for you weretoo strong. Plus, didn’t you say you fucked him the first time for revenge?”
“Even if I did say that?—”
“You did.”
“Okay. I said that, but that idea flew out the window the first time his tongue touched my pussy.”
