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"Not if I see you first," Winston said, and laughed. Neither me nor Devin got the joke, and we walked away.
Once we were far enough from the table, I turned to Devin. "You remember I told you that I saw a white boy comin’ out of your house that night?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"That’s him."
"Winston? Are you sure?"
"Does he drive a sweet dark blue Benz?"
De
vin looked at me. "He does."
"Then I’m sure that’s the same guy."
"Damn. He always did have a thing for Taye. I can’t believe he was fuckin’ her." Devin started to go back to the table, but I stopped him.
"Where you goin’?"
"Where you think I’m goin’?"
"No, there’s a better way to deal with him."
"How’s that?"
"He was fuckin’ her, right?"
"Right."
"Cops told you they had DNA and were lookin’ to find a match, right?"
"Yeah, you’re right, they do."
"You go on and get outta here. I’ll make sure he’s our guy."
I stood and watched Devin until he left the bar, before I went and joined Winston at the table. "Hi."
"Welcome back," he said, and looked surprised when I sat down next to him. "I thought since you came here looking for Devin, that you were leaving too."
"No, I’m lookin’ for somebody to play with me." I ran my hand slowly across his face. "You wanna play with me?"
"Yes," Winston said quickly, and started trying to flag down his waitress to get the check. "I don’t live too far from here."
While he waited for his waitress, I told him that I was going to the ladies room, and that I would meet him outside.
When he came out, we went to his car and he drove me to his apartment. The minute we made it to the bedroom, this mutha fucka was all over me. I pushed him off of me and he fell on the bed. He sat there quietly with a big smile on his face, while I took off my clothes. "Now stand up," I demanded, and he did what I asked. "Take off your clothes."
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Chapter Twenty-nine
Winston
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I started pulling off clothes so fast that she started laughing. She could laugh all she wanted, as long as she gave me some of that pussy. Qianna was fine as hell. I would have to thank Devin for this one in the morning.
Fact of the matter was that I owed Devin for more than just walking away and leaving me with Qianna, but for being such an asshole and leaving Taye at home alone every night.
Once we were far enough from the table, I turned to Devin. "You remember I told you that I saw a white boy comin’ out of your house that night?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"That’s him."
"Winston? Are you sure?"
"Does he drive a sweet dark blue Benz?"
De
vin looked at me. "He does."
"Then I’m sure that’s the same guy."
"Damn. He always did have a thing for Taye. I can’t believe he was fuckin’ her." Devin started to go back to the table, but I stopped him.
"Where you goin’?"
"Where you think I’m goin’?"
"No, there’s a better way to deal with him."
"How’s that?"
"He was fuckin’ her, right?"
"Right."
"Cops told you they had DNA and were lookin’ to find a match, right?"
"Yeah, you’re right, they do."
"You go on and get outta here. I’ll make sure he’s our guy."
I stood and watched Devin until he left the bar, before I went and joined Winston at the table. "Hi."
"Welcome back," he said, and looked surprised when I sat down next to him. "I thought since you came here looking for Devin, that you were leaving too."
"No, I’m lookin’ for somebody to play with me." I ran my hand slowly across his face. "You wanna play with me?"
"Yes," Winston said quickly, and started trying to flag down his waitress to get the check. "I don’t live too far from here."
While he waited for his waitress, I told him that I was going to the ladies room, and that I would meet him outside.
When he came out, we went to his car and he drove me to his apartment. The minute we made it to the bedroom, this mutha fucka was all over me. I pushed him off of me and he fell on the bed. He sat there quietly with a big smile on his face, while I took off my clothes. "Now stand up," I demanded, and he did what I asked. "Take off your clothes."
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Chapter Twenty-nine
Winston
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I started pulling off clothes so fast that she started laughing. She could laugh all she wanted, as long as she gave me some of that pussy. Qianna was fine as hell. I would have to thank Devin for this one in the morning.
Fact of the matter was that I owed Devin for more than just walking away and leaving me with Qianna, but for being such an asshole and leaving Taye at home alone every night.
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