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“Listen, Marisol, or if that’s even your real name I—”
She cuts me off. “No, you listen. Before you start getting all messy. Let’s meet for drinks tonight. I can be in the city around seven.”
I blink. She can’t possibly be serious. “That’s not a good idea,” I say, calmly. “But thank you for the invitation.”
She huffs. “Soooo, you’re saying after the romantic night we spent practically fucking until the sun came up that you’re too good to meet me for a drink now? Is that it?”
I blink. “Of course not. Not wanting to go out for drinks with you has nothing to do with thinking I’m better than you. It simply means we’re not friends, nor will we ever be.”
“Oh, okay. If that’s how you want it.”
“It’s for the best.” I get up and walk around my desk, then shut my door. “Listen, Anonymous, I mean Marisol…” I pause, shaking my head. “That night…in all honesty, MarSell and I had a great time with you.” I sit back at my desk. “But it’s no more than that.”
“Uh-huh. No worries, mami. Fuck the drunken girl, then act like it never happened.” She tsks. “Real classic.”
“Listen. We were all pretty lit up that night, but not to the point where we weren’t aware of what we were doing. We were all consenting adults that night. So I don’t want to sound harsh or anything, but I need to be honest with you. We’re never going to be friends. Nor are we going to become acquaintances. So, there’ll be no after-work dinner dates, or future late-night rendezvous.”
“Well, I don’t want to be friends with you either. But I was hoping to get your blessing to keep fucking that fine husband of yours.”
My eyes widen. I am totally taken aback that this woman has boldly come out and tells me that she wants me to allow her to keep sleeping with my goddamn husband. All I want to know is, where the hell they teaching this shit at?
She laughs. “Ooh, mami. He has some delicious dick. And it’s so huge. I thought my last papi’s cock was mucho grande but he—”
“Excuse you?” I say, cutting her off. “Are you serious? You want me to give you permission to keep screwing my husband?”
“Well, of course. I don’t see the big deal. Out of respect, I’m coming to you as a woman. Yes. I want your man, mami. I think we have something special. And I’m willing to share him for now. But eventually I’m going to want him all to myself. So get ready.”
Oh this bitch has got to be fucking kidding me?
I hop up, walk around my desk, stalking over to the credenza. “Oh, no, sweetie. Let’s get something clear right here, right now.” I snatch the flowers from out of the vase. “You will not be fucking, sucking, or doing anything else”—I toss them into the garbage—“with my husband under any circumstances. Now I appreciate the flowers, but I’m going to have to insist that you not contact either of us again. Please. Respect our privacy and our space.”
“Oh, okay, then. I can take a hint. You’re not interested in being friends. And you’re not willing to share your man. Your man.” She laughs. “What a joke. But fine. I’ll play nice. Keep him…I’ll just borrow him.”
Keep him?
As if I planned on doing anything less.
“Oh, and no worries, mami, your secret is safe with me.”
I frown, placing a hand up on my hip. “And what secret is that?”
“That you and Mister Creepin’ and Freakin’ After Dark are a bunch of certified freaks. I’m sure you wouldn’t want that getting out.”
I blink. “Well, of course I wouldn’t. Discretion is of the utmost importance to us. And I assumed for you as well.”
“Well, of course it is. Lucky for you I don’t kiss and tell.” There’s a pregnant pause, before she says, “But don’t cross me.”
The line goes dead.
I slump back in my seat as if the air is being sucked from my lungs.
Dear God…
TWENTY-FIVE
Marcel
“Can you believe that bitch?” Marika hisses, kicking off her heels and removing her blouse. She steps out of her skirt, then stomps over toward the liquor cabinet. I absently lick my lips eyeing her ass bounce in her panties with each step. I imagine it’s my tongue that’s wedged in between the crack of her ass instead of them muhfuckin’ laced drawz. I lick my lips again, shifting my eyes from her juicy ass to her silky legs, then back up. All I have on my mind is having them long, sexy legs wrapped around my hips, or one up over my shoulder and the other around my waist.
