“It was never a question. But, if that makes you feel better about it, yeah, I’m asking you.”
Anyone else, I would’ve gone off on them. But something about his assertiveness and confidence was sexy as hell. I loved the way he commanded in every area of his life, and apparently in our relationship as well.
“Well, I guess we’re together then. Don’t break my heart, Sincere. I’ve been through that once, and I can promise you the next time won’t be too pretty. And, you know my past, so that’s saying a lot.”
“I would never intentionally break your heart. I don’t know how shit is going to go with us, but you can rest assured that hurting you is never going to be in the plan.”
“Okay, that’s a good enough answer for me,” I said, grabbing his face and connecting our lips. I was scared to put my heart outthere again, but I had a feeling that this time wouldn’t end like the last relationship I had.
“Girl,I have a feeling we’re going to walk out of here sore as fuck,” Zaveah complained as we got into our spots for the Pilates class.
I hadn’t been able to make it to the class in over a month, so I feared she was going to be right. But I had to make sure I kept my body in shape because I didn’t work as hard as I did to get it where I wanted it to be, just to let it go. And now that I was no longer Sincere’s assistant, I had a regular work schedule and was able to get back to the things I enjoyed outside of work.
It had been so weird being in the office every day with him having to act as though he hadn’t just had my entire body in his mouth the night before. But we were managing to keep it professional, and that was all that mattered to me. I loved being with him, but I didn’t want our relationship to overshadow what I did in my job. I was delusional enough to believe that I could and would have it all, and I was grateful that Sincere was supportive of that.
“Oh hell nah! What the fuck is that bitch doing here?” Zaveah asked as I followed her eyes to where Logan stood at the door. The smirk on her face let me know that this wasn’t a coincidence.
“Girl, just ignore her. I’m not about to get kicked out of this expensive ass class after I’ve already paid my money.”
“I’ll try. No promises, friend,” Zaveah said, laughing as she put her socks on.
As the class started, I saw another woman walk in with Logan, and, surprisingly, a face that I saw often did, too. Now that I thought about it, it made a lot of sense as to why that bitchacted the way that she did at work. She was cool with Logan, which meant that she had to hate me. It was cool, though, now I knew her motive. And that meant that no matter what the fuck I did, she wasn’t going to like me, and I was cool with that. As long as her ass kept it cute and professional, we could both make our money and go home.
The class was good, and just like Zaveah had predicted, we were both sore as hell. I was supposed to link up with Sincere tonight for dinner, but that was probably all it would be tonight. With the way that my body was feeling, I didn’t want anybody to touch me. I needed a good soak and not to let so much time go by between my classes.
“Funny seeing you here,” I heard Logan say as I walked out the door. Her ol’ petty ass had to be waiting outside for me to come out. At this point, her obsession with me had become scary as hell.
“Not that funny,” I said, walking past her and heading toward my car.
I smirked at Beverly, who thought her ass was invisible or something. If she didn’t want to be seen, she should’ve been left the damn parking lot.Dumb bitch.
“So, why are you all up on my man? I guess using the little skills you had didn’t work too well for you, huh? You had to go throw that tainted pussy around for someone to give you a job. Pathetic,” she snarled, running to get in front of me.
“Nah, don’t even worry about it, friend, I got you,” Zaveah said as I saw her fist come across my face and connect with Logan’s.
Somewhere between that punch and Logan’s friend coming to her rescue, we all ended up sitting in the back of a squad car and being banned from the Pilates studio. I couldn’t do anything but laugh as I sat there with my head resting against the seat. I wasn’t mad at Zaveah because she was doing exactly what Iwould’ve done. Logan had ran her mouth way too many times for me to let that shit slide. Yeah, we were too old to be fighting, but some people needed to be punched in the mouth one good time for them to understand that they couldn’t talk to people any kind of way.
“We fucked them up, friend,” Zaveah said, laughing as we looked over at Logan and her friend as they sat there looking like they’d gotten hit by a truck. I couldn’t do shit but laugh at her. She was right, they would definitely think twice before they said some slick shit to anyone else.
After getting booked on disorderly conduct, we were escorted to a cell. We both got one phone call. Zaveah called her boyfriend, who said he was on the way. I chose to call Sincere since, technically, this was partly his fault. There was no way I was going to tell my parents that I’d gotten arrested for fighting over Sincere with his ex, whatever the fuck she was. He, too, said that he would be here to get me out.
“Are you good?” He asked, looking me over as we walked out of the jail.
“Yeah, I’m good, Sincere. You can stop checking me over,” I said, laughing. This wasn’t a laughing matter, but he was proving to be worse than my parents would’ve been with me. I was starting to think that I should’ve just called them.
“So, what happened exactly?” He asked once we got in the car.
“Logan happened,” I started as I broke down what happened to him.
When I was first arrested, I was for sure that I didn’t want anything more to do with him. I had enough of my own shit going on, and I didn’t want to deal with bullshit that wasn’t mine. But, as I sat there, I knew that wasn’t fair for me to do to him.
Hell, Ray was still a problem for me, and just as I couldn’t control him, he couldn’t control Logan. And, if the tables were reversed, I would feel bad, but I would be hurt if he blamed his actions on me. However, something had to be done about her ass, because I didn’t know how much more of her bullshit I’d be able to take.
“I’m going to handle Logan. I told her ass to stay away, but clearly, she’s hard of hearing. And as far as Beverly’s ass goes, she no longer works for Hilltop Records. I told her ass on more than one occasion to quit playing with you like that, but clearly, she thought that shit was a game.”
“I’m actually okay with never having to see Beverly’s ass again because I can definitely not work with her grimy ass moving forward. However, what does handle Logan mean? What are you going to do to her? She doesn’t work for you.” I said, turning to face him.
“Whatever it needs to mean in that moment. Are you hungry?”