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cell phone and listened to Nate yell at me about not answering sooner.
    â€œMy name ain’t Alexis, so calm the fuck down,” I said. “I just woke up, and I needed to take a hot bath before I did anything else.”
    â€œWhy’s that? Did you fuck him last night? Or did you allow that other stripper to do it?”
    â€œShe didn’t have anything coming, and we both know that she’s not his type. For the record, I did fuck him last night. He just left my place this morning.”
    I gave Nate explicit details. I could tell he was jealous. I didn’t get why he secretly despised Bones so much, but if I asked, I was sure he wouldn’t tell me.
    â€œI don’t believe you. Bones wouldn’t do no shit like that, so stop living in a fantasy world. He’s too private. The thought of anybody seeing y’all would’ve been on his mind.”
    â€œI have no reason to lie to you. If you’d like to come over here and measure the increase in the size of my pussy, feel free. I’m thoroughly enjoying myself with him, and believe me when I say we didn’t care if anyone was watching us. Besides, we were next to the building where very few people can park. I made sure of that.”
    Nate was quiet, which meant he was pondering and scheming some more. I didn’t know why he felt as if he could trust me. There was a chance that I would make this shit backfire on him.
    â€œDid he tell you his real name yet?”
    â€œNope.”
    â€œDid he kiss you yet?”
    â€œNope. We came real close, but not yet.”
    â€œThen he ain’t feeling you like he needs to be feeling you. Don’t keep throwing the pussy at him all the time. Do something special for the nigga. Tap into his heart and make him believe that you really care about him. You know how y’all bitches do it.”
    I clicked the end button to disconnect my call with him. He irked the fuck out of me. How dare he ask for a favor, and then think it was okay to keep dissing me. I guess he didn’t realize that I had the balls, yes, Bones’s balls, in my court.
    Nate called back, and after the third time, I answered. “What do you want?”
    â€œI want you to listen up and stop tripping off shit I say to you. Bones will be shooting hoops today at the Civic Center. Did he give you his number yet?”
    â€œNope.”
    â€œBye, bitch. I’ma get somebody else on this nigga ’cause the only thing yo’ ass interested in is laying on yo’ back.”
    â€œYou can do whatever you wish, but remember this. I have the majority of your money in my pocket. If you want it to go to waste, fine, go find somebody else to do your dirty work. There will be no hard feelings, because with or without your money, Bones and me still gon’ be hooking up.”
    This time, Nate hung up on me. I wasn’t sure what his next move would be, but I was sure that I was going to stop by the Civic Center to see Mr. Bones.
    Since it was Sunday, I didn’t feel like working. I wasn’t sure what time Bones would be at the Civic Center, but by three o’clock in the afternoon, I was dressed to impress in a yellow stretch minidress that went well with my cocoa skin. I sported gold accessories and a black and gold belt was around my waist. My natural hair sat high on my head and had been sprayed with a little sheen. I glistened my lips with nude gloss, dolled up my lashes with thick mascara, then slipped into my boots. I definitely had style, and before I walked out of the door, I grabbed my short leather jacket.
    I didn’t know how long Bones had been at the Civic Center, but just as Nate had said, his car was parked outside with a few other cars. I was kind of nervous about going inside, but I already had my lie together, just in case he questioned me.
    I walked into the Civic Center and saw a few kids swimming in an Olympic-sized pool to my left. To the right, I could hear a