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Julius ran his hand between my thighs and cupped my pussy.

“This shit mine Nariah. Another nigga can’t fuck you the way I can.

” He said in between pecks before deepening the kiss.

Letting go of my chin Julius broke the kiss and wrapped his hand around my throat.

“Yo pussy wet ain’t it. I can smell her.

” The way he sucked my flesh between his teeth had me squirming.

“Julius.” I moaned.

“Just like I thought.” He whispered into my ear before pulling back. “When you go see that nigga tell him you’re welcome. I know he can’t get it wet like I can.” Smirking, he winked before walking off.

“Stupid ass nigga!” I yelled. “Fuck you!”

“Tell yo nigga to fuck like me!” He retorted and humped the air.

Julius dumb ass had left me with a soaked thong. My ass was pissed that I even let that nigga get that close to me. Now I had to go home and rub one out before I could pull up on Dip.

Following behind Lox, me and my girls fought our way through the crowd trying to get to our suite.

Tonight was Birthday Bash, and my baby daddy was performing.

At first, I wasn’t going to go because not only was Julius performing but so was Flocco.

Julius told me more than once the night I admitting to sleeping with him that he was going to beat his ass, and I wanted no parts of that shit.

It didn’t make it no better that his ignorant ass got on social media and basically let it be known that he was gunning for Flocco.

Instead of that stupid ass nigga ignoring Julius he fed right into the bullshit.

The two of them had exchanged words and threats of gun play.

The only reason I ended up changing my mind to begin with was ‘cause Lariah and Kiara had come into town and was begging me to go. Lariah knew hanging out with me came with certain perks and since she wasn’t trying to drop no money for the concert her best bet was to convince me to come.

I hit Tito up with the plans to which he let me know he would have a suite waiting for us.

By the time we made it to our suite Tito and Julius was already in there fucking up the food that I’d ordered.

“Don’t you niggas got some manners?” Lariah fussed. Slapping Julius on the hand she closed the lid on the wings. “What time are you hitting the stage?”

Instead of responding to her Julius tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and ran his eyes up and down my body, gawking at me like I was a piece of meat.

I’d been intentionally avoiding him since that incident outside of Andretti’s.

I really wanted to pull up and put this cat in his face, but I wasn’t ready to get sucked back up in his world.

“What’s up Nari? You doing that shit tonight ain’t ya twin.” He flirted and pointed at my breast. “Them look good.”

I had on a fitted black jumpsuit that I ordered from Fashion Nova and black heart shaped pasties covering my nipples. I paired the jump suit with a black pair of Versace platform sandals and black heart shaped sunglasses.

“Something light.” I smiled.

“It’s light alright. Neck and wrist shining just like I taught you.” He boasted, talking about the iced-out jewelry I wore.

“Um um.” Lariah cleared her throat. “This a thing?”

“Absolutely not.” I tongued my cheek.

“Nawl. Ms. Nariah in them streets. I’m just admiring my canvas.” Julius winked before swaggering off.

“Bitch.” She leaned over and bumped me with her shoulder. “Juice want you back.”

Sliding my shades up from my face I shrugged. “He’s never stopped wanting me.”

“Y’all really are twins.” Lariah laughed. “Came out the house wearing the same necklace and bracelet.

A few years ago, Julius had bought us a matching Cuban necklace and bracelet set.

The only time he took his off was to get it clean.

Me on the other hand, I only pulled mine out on certain occasions and tonight it just went with my outfit.

Tossing my curls over my shoulder I crowed.

“Great minds think alike. I need a drink...bad.”

Popping open the bottle of Tequila I poured some in a cup and stood off to the side watching the scene in front of me. Really, I was checking Julius out. Pulling my shades back down so I wouldn’t get caught eye fucking my baby daddy, I crossed my arms and took him in from head to toe.

Julius wore a tan Amiri t-shirt, Army fatigue shorts, a brown Amiri hat, and a pair of white Air Force One’s. The nigga looked damn good, and he fucking knew it. I guess he could feel me watching him ‘cause he paused mid conversation and winked at me. I couldn’t do shit but laugh and shake my head.

We were less than a month away from Jude’s birthday trip and I had to get my shit together. If I kept on playing with fire my ass was gon’ end back up in bed with the devil.

“Might as well quit torturing yaself.” Tito said from beside me.

Turning my cup up, I took a sip and asked. “Whatever do you mean?”

“You and that nigga. Both y’all playing hard to get when it’s clear it’s still some feelings there.”

“It’ll always be feelings. Don’t mean I gotta act on em.”

Stuffing his hands in the pocket of his shorts he rocked back and forth. “Listen Nari, you know I’m the last nigga that’ll block ya play.”

“What you mean by that?” I queried.

“Flocco.”

Running my fingers through my hair I blew out an exasperated sigh. “Tito–” I started but stopped when he shook his head.

Tito held his hand out. “I don’t care to hear what went down. Hell, I’on give a fuck ‘bout none of it. All I’m saying is Nari in this game you’re the Helen of Troy. Juice will never bow down and let that nigga have you.”

“I don’t want Flocco.” I chuckled nervously. “I fucked with him ‘cause I knew it would get a rise out of Julius. Tito, I promise it ain’t shit there.”

“Do he know that? Cause from what’s been brought back to me is the nigga stay under ya pictures and shit dropping heart eyes.”

“That’s a grown ass man. I can’t control him.”

“I hear ya Nari. Juice plan on stepping to that man tonight.”

“Please don’t let him.” I begged.

“You know better than I do when that nigga put something in his head ain’t shit nobody can say to stop it.”

“See.” I pouted. “This is exactly why I didn’t want to come.”

“I ain’t tryna point the fingers but lil sis this something you started.”

“That man hit me up.” I argued.

“And you fell for the trap. If you really not fucking with Flocco like that you need to let it be known.”

“This is some real double standard type shit. Juice was in a relationship with a girl. They had a whole ass pregnancy scare but I’m the one wrong. How that even make sense?”

“It don’t. And yeah, it may be a double standard but Juice a hard leg Nari.

You can’t do what he do. And don’t take me saying that as me saying he get a pass ‘cause he don’t.

I be on that nigga ass more than anybody around.

Some shit just law Nari, and you know that.

It’s a code when it comes to certain things and certain people are off limits. Flocco violated big time.”

“I hear ya. Still don’t make the shit right.”

“Juice told me you was kicking it with Dip. Don’t tell that nigga I said this but that’s a much better look for you than Flocco. If you really serious ‘bout moving on from Juice, then pursue that. But let whatever you got with Flocco go. Fo’ somebody end up losing they life.”

Pecking me on the cheek Tito tipped his head and strolled back over to where Juice was standing. I could accept that I was wrong for fucking Flocco knowing him and Juice had worked together.

When I did the shit the only thing on my mind was getting even.

I crossed a line that shouldn’t have been crossed and hindsight twenty-twenty me sleeping with somebody else would’ve hurt Julius regardless.

I didn’t have to take Flocco bait the first time, and I didn’t have to double back.

Eventually I would apologize to Julius ‘cause had he did that shit with somebody I had to see because of my occupation I would probably feel the same.

Hopefully after I said my peace he would drop this whole vendetta he has against Flocco and just let the shit go. If I knew my baby daddy like I thought I did wasn’t no letting up.