Page 14 of You Make Me Feel

“Hey. Change of plans. I’m headed to your place.”

“I’m sorry you canceled your plans, Kinisha. I’m just tired of keeping up the façade. I’ve been feeling that something wasn’t right. So if I felt it, I know you did.”

“I did, but I didn’t want to have you doubting your relationship on a suspicion. I’ll be there in about thirty minutes.”

“Okay.”

I could hear the sorrow in her voice. It was probably best that Jarod canceled our plans. Ramsey needed me, and I was glad I could go see about her and have her back.

* * *

As I parked across the street from the club, I checked my makeup and the tube top I wore. These niggas in here were gonna get all these rolls tonight. I didn’t give a fuck. I was fine, and I knew that shit, regardless of what their definition of fine was. Most of them liked all this body anyway. I glanced over at Ramsey, and she looked nervous as hell. I grabbed her hand and said, “If we see something he shouldn’t be doing, it’s his loss, not yours. You aremorethan enough. You hear me?”

She nodded, but I wasn’t convinced that she believed me. “We will definitely bust his ass. I know he’s in there doing something he has no business.”

With that, she flung open the door and got out. Shit, she was already on one, and I was right behind her ass. I was beyond ready to punch that nigga in the mouth, especially after she said he told her he didn’t care much for her hanging with me because I had no morals.Fuck him and his fucked-up morals clause.Apparently, that was only a form of control he’d tried to implement in their relationship.

Aaron stood there, shaking his head when we got to the door. “Where the hell y’all been? I ain’t seen y’all in a hot minute.”

“We ain’t had time. Our careers needed us more. You been good, handsome?” I asked him.

Aaron knew I didn’t want his ass, but I always flirted. I’d been knowing him awhile. He was friends with Lazarus. This was the same club Lazarus was working at when he met my sister. “I got’chu, handsome.”

He grabbed my hand and kissed it, then said, “Y’all go on in, gorgeous. Shit popping tonight.”

I smiled at him, winked, then walked through, holding Ramsey’s hand. Our eyes scanned the crowd, trying to see if we could see him. We wanted to spot him before he spotted us. “His punk ass is upstairs,” she said.

She pulled me toward the stairs. I wasn’t sure how we would get in since that was VIP, but maybe she had a plan she hadn’t made me aware of.

When we got to the staircase, the nigga that had been trying to get with Ramsey was standing there. He scanned her curves and licked his lips. “Ramsey, when you gon’ give me a shot to make you happy, baby?” he asked when she stepped closer.

She pressed her body against his, pulling his head down to her mouth. “As soon as I handle this business that you about to let me in VIP to do.”

He lifted his head with a frown, then twisted his lips to the side.

“Give me your phone, Blaze,” she said as she glanced behind him.

He did as she requested and bit his bottom lip. I didn’t know if she was playing him or if she was serious. He liked her, so I hoped she wasn’t playing with his emotions. She called herself from his phone, then handed it back to him. “Lock me in, and I’ll do the same with your number.”

“That’s what’s up, baby. Finally.”

He smiled at her and stepped aside to let us handle business. She placed her hand on his cheek as she stepped up, causing her to be closer to his height. That nigga was tall as hell. He had to be every bit of six-five. Ramsey wasn’t even my height of five-seven, so he had to be at least a foot taller than her.

After we passed him, she glanced back and winked at him. “Ramsey, please tell me you’re not fucking with him.”

The smile fell from her lips. “No. I’m gon’ fuck him. I’ve been wanting him, but this muthafucka got to me first,” she said as we reached the landing.

My eyes immediately landed on her nigga. There was a bitch sitting on his lap, and his hand was resting on her ass. They kissed on the lips as we approached, causing Ramsey to halt her forward progress. That shit wasn’t a peck, either. They were tonguing each other down as he groped her. My heart was broken for her, but at the same time, the pieces of it were burning in anger.

My face had begun twitching. I was trying to wait for her to make the first move, but she seemed frozen in fucking time, watching him slob this bitch down. I gently nudged her. She turned to me, so I asked, “What we doing? ’Cause I’m ready to bust all this shit apart.”

She frowned hard and walked away from me toward him.Hell yeah.We were about to get kicked out of this bitch tonight. She pulled that bitch to the floor right off Robert’s lap by her hair. He looked stunned to see us standing there. What was crazy about that was he knew this was a club we used to frequent. Why did he expect Ramsey to stay home like a devoted housewife or some shit while he was out on the damn town?

“Ramsey, what are you doing here?”

She popped him right in the mouth. “Why the fuck areyouhere?”

He stood like he wanted to get at her. I could see the bouncers running over to us, so I punched him in the jaw before they could get to us. I had to get my lick in. “Howdareyou, nigga?” I yelled.

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