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Finally, she slid her ass out of my way and let me go on about my business, but not before yelling, “I’m telling Brock you were back here all over his fucking girlfriend too, nigga!”

“Good!” I glanced over my shoulder and smirked. “Bring Mo my way later, I’m doin’ shape ups!”

Chapter Eight

Jruelle.

“I don’t know how you keep resisting him,” Camara said as we finished up in the restroom. “He is too damn fine for his own good.”

“Yes, he is,” Geri agreed. “And he loves him some, Jruelle.” My sister grinned at me through the mirror. “You do know that he was talking toyouwhen he was talking to Brock earlier, right?”

“What are you talking about, Gerica?”

“Oh, bitch hoe please,” she laughed. “When he was saying you’re going to come to him when you’re ready and all that shit. You know damn well he was talking to you.”

“Adonis just likes to get Derrick riled up.” I chuckled, shaking my head. “He doesn’t want me like that.”

“Girl, fucking bye.” Camara laughed. “Doesn’t Derrick go through your phone? How do you hide your texts from him?”

“Adonis has only texted me a few times, so it’s easy. Plus, I have his number saved under your name.” I confessed and joined them when they started to laugh.

It was wrong, I knew that, but I didn’t care. I missed what Adonis and I once had, and I didn’t realize that until we wereat his place. Besides, Derrick was on his last leg with me. I was just trying to figure out how I could find out the paternity of Bonita’s baby. I didn’t totally believe her in the beginning, but she was not letting up off the pregnancy ordeal. Her friends also kept pushing the issue. I figured I was going to get his phone one night and go through it. He was dumb, so I knew he didn’t have sense enough to delete his messages. That was how he’d gotten caught so many times before.

“Lance is here.” Gerica grinned. “Let’s go speak.”

“Geri, no.” I shook my head. “We are not dressed to fight his big ass.”

Lance and Geri had been on and off since they met in college, and they were the epitome of toxic. They both acted like they didn’t want to be in an exclusive relationship but would literally sabotage each other’s relationships if they got into one with someone else.

“He has Cliff with him.” She grinned, and that was all Camara needed to hear.

“I’m in.”

Geri grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the area where the food trucks were parked. Lance and his family owned a local barbecue restaurant, Bussin’ BBQ. It was very popular and delicious.

They both started their shit with Lance and Cliff as soon as we got to them, despite the massive line that they had.

“Jru, why’d you let them come over here?” Lance shook his head. “Move Geri.”

“Give me a kiss,” she said, trying her hardest to kiss him, but he was dodging her. “Lance…”

Finally, he gave in and pecked her. “There. Now, if you’re going to be over here, help us get this line down.”

“Um, no.” Geri laughed. “I look too cute to work today.”

“Then go on so we can focus.”

“Okay, but don’t flirt with any of these bitches,” she warned him, looking some of the women in line up and down. “I’ll be watching.”

Chuckling, I grabbed my sister’s arm, pulling her and Camara’s asses away so that Lance and Cliff could get back to work. As we walked away my phone rang. I glanced down at the screen and saw that it was Derrick calling. Rolling my eyes, I swiped my thumb across the screen to answer.

“Yes, Derrick?”

“Where you at?”

“Leaving the barbecue truck.”

“With who?”