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Drey sucks it into his mouth and grips my waist so tight my titties bounce.
Our lips are so damn close, and we’ve been doing this song and dance forever. It’s not the first time we’ve shotgunned.
He smiles against my lips.
My heart is pounding, and being this close to him, that Eternity cologne that he keeps on his desk smells extra good, like citrus and earthy as hell. Fuck, the smell is driving me wild.
My phone rings and I jump. “Shit.” I hop off his lap as I see it’s Anthony calling me. “I gotta go… um… thanks,” I say, handing him the blunt.
“See you next week,” he winks at me.
I hurry out of the room, and my eyes are already low. I reach into my purse and put on my sunglasses.
I walk back to our VIP section, but Anthony is nowhere to be found. Instead, sitting there is my sister, Kyesha. She has a scowl on her face. I already know she’s on her bullshit.
I groan. “Bitch, what you doing here?”
She stands up and sips my martini. She steps up to me and leans close. “Just came to check on my big sister.”
“Where is Anthony?” I ask, looking around.
She waves her hand forward. “I don’t know. He left with Quan.”
I roll my eyes and put my purse on the table. “Oh well, you better be staying out of trouble.”
Kye opens my purse and her dark brown eyes widen. “I want in on whatever you’ve got going on.”
My stomach drops and I snatch my purse from her. “Girl, get out of my shit.”
“Right… because Daddy never gives us cash. Where did it come from?”
“Mind ya business.”
“That looks like dirty money.” She places her hands on her hips. “Daddy’s club rarely gets half full on a good night. This has you written all over it.”
“Kye, go home. You’re drunk.”
She giggles, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Tonight she’s actually dressed down with a short black bob, a long-sleeve black turtleneck, and an olive green plaid skirt that shows off her slender frame. “Shit, I’m just a little tipsy.” She sways a little.
I grab her before she falls.
Kye hugs me and sways to the song. “I still want in on the action. Or I’m telling Daddy your little secret.”
I clench my teeth together. “Fine… I’ll call you tomorrow.”
She kisses me on my cheek. “Thank you, big sister.” She sashays away from me and waves before disappearing back into whatever hole her ass crawled out of.
I shake my head and sit at the empty table. She just blew my high. I pull out my phone and there’s no text message from Anthony. The nigga could’ve at least said bye.
I glance down at my empty martini glass.
“Bitch.”
Chapter 2
Drey
