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“The fuck Rho…” he growled and my smile expanded.
“You asked.”
“Nah, I didn’t ask and I don’t need those thoughts in my head. My point was, you must be feeling him and if you want me to try to find him for you, I’ll do that just so you can stop sulking and shit.”
That would be amazing if it were possible.
“No, I don’t want you to find him. I’m good.”
“When is the last time you fucked off, Rho?”
“I thought you didn’t want those thoughts in your head.” I smirked.
“I don’t want details, just answer the damn question.”
Four years ago.
“No…”
“That’s what I thought. You eat, sleep, work, and do exactly what you’re doing now.”
“Which is?”
“Going to these fucking tournaments talking shit about people you know you’re better than from the sidelines instead of handing them their asses and proving that you are better.”
I frowned. “Is this about me getting laid or my life choices? You have to pick a lane, Ty. I’m a little confused about the direction of our conversation.”
“Both. Shit or get off the pot,” he barked, then ended the call.
I would have been upset but he loved me. He also was right about a lot of things. I hadn’t dated since my ex. Hadn’t had sex since Dreaux. Not the type of sex that didn’t involve my hands and very dissatisfying toys. Each time I thought about entertaining someone else, memories of that night were all I could think about.
Fuck my life.
No, fuck Dreaux for ruining me for other men, therefore ruining my life.
Technically this was all Tyren’s fault. His friend mishandling my heart was the reason we ended up at the bar that night. Then Tyren was the one who told me to find a dick and hop on it. I wasn’t remotely interested in doing so, but that was exactly how my evening ended. Me hopping on Dreaux’s dick and now I had very little interest in hopping on anyone else’s. Nothing and no one would compare. Neither would the feelings connected to the man that unparalleled dick belonged to.
I didn’t know for sure that I couldn’t find someone to make me forget about him, but I also had no desire to disprove that theory either. I had no idea if I would ever see him again, and even if I did, four years was a very long time to hold onto something that never was anything.
So again, fuck my life.
I finished my wine, closed out my tab, and headed up to my room. Tomorrow was the final round of this tournament. I would spend my day picking apart every detail of the final two competitors, then I was going home to pull my life together. At least my personal life. For the most part, I couldn’t complain. I had a great career, loving family, and a handful of friends who would show up for me when needed. But it was time for me to stop sulking about a man who never was and would never be mine.
three
Dreaux.
First reality check was not seeing her car in the spot that belonged to her unit. There was a Ford F-150 which I wasn’t familiar with, but then again, I hadn’t seen Rhoni in a minute. She might have upgraded her ride but I had a feeling the truck wasn’t hers. It was, however, in the space designated for Rhoni’s unit which had me feeling like it was going to take me a few days longer than expected to get to her.
But I would get to her.
When I reached the door, I raked a hand down my face then lifted it to knock but the polished wood door was pulled open by a woman who definitely wasn’t Rhoni. I knew her dark brown eyes and curvy body better than anyone. Every detail was committed to memory because she was the one thought I couldn’t seem to exile from my mind for the past fourteen hundred and sixty plus days.
“Ty, I think you have a visitor.”
Ty? Fuck, she really did move.
“Nah. That’s not possible. No one should be looking for me here…”
