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They were able to collect from all three spots close to two-hundred-and-eighty-seven thousand dollars. I lick my lips. “Thanks. I’ll have to be sure to really thank you later.”
    I make a mental note to have either him or Mel drive me to the Wells Fargo down the street later today, so I can rent another safe deposit box and stuff my new riches inside—compliments of Jasper.
    He grins, heading for the door. “I look forward to it.”
    Oh, I’m sure you do. I take in the way his muscled-ass sits up on his lower back, the way it fits in his jeans, imagining my nails digging into his dark flesh, urging his big black dick deeper into my throat. Sucking Lamar off is so far proving to be one of my smartest investment moves.
    My cell vibrates.
    I wait for him to shut the door behind him, then glance at my cell. I knew I’d hear from you, Stax. A sly smile inches over my glossed lips. And sucking and fucking him will prove more beneficial than it already has soon enough as well.
    I let his call roll over into voicemail, lifting the office phone from the receiver, taking a deep breath. I press line two, going into script. “Heeeeey, Andre. This is a nice surprise. How have you been?” My voice is cheery and light, dripping with sunshine and happiness.
    â€œI’m good,” he says in his deep voice. “No complaints. And you?”
    â€œYou know how it is here. Busy as always. But I know you’re not calling me out the blue for an update on my life. So tell me, Andre. To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?”
    â€œHonestly, I was wondering if you’ve spoken to Felecia. I know the two of you were supposed to meet on Sunday night.”
    â€œNo. I haven’t spoken to her; well, not since the day she calledand agreed to meet me. But she never showed up. I called her twice and didn’t hear back from her, so I figured she either changed her mind or something else came up.” I feign concern. “Why? Is everything okay?”
    He sighs. “Damn. I haven’t seen or heard from her since she left the house Sunday night around eight to meet you at the salon.” The alarm in his voice causes my chest to tighten. He and Nana will both become sick with worry as the days turn to weeks and weeks become months with still no sign of her. The consequence of my dirty deed. “I don’t know what to think, Pasha. I’m really starting to get worried.”
    Poor thing. I wonder how worried you’d be if you knew the bitch you’ve been fucking the last five years was a lying, conniving-ass slut.
    For some reason a conversation she and I had over dinner drinks at P.F. Chang’s comes to mind. She had asked me, again, if I had ever cheated on Jasper while he was locked up. Of course I lied. Told her, “Nope. I have no reason to.”
    The way the bitch stared at me, like she didn’t believe me, like she was on a fishing expedition, should have given me pause to question her. But I’d let it go over my head. She sipped her third Margarita, eyeing me over the salted rim of her glass.
    â€œGirl, good for you. I don’t know how you do it. Personally, I’d be pulling my damn hair out if I had to go without sex. I’m sorry. I love Andre. But if his ass ever got locked up, I’d have to have me some dick on-call until he got out. Fuck that. I’m not about to deprive myself of some cock just because a muhfucka can’t keep his ass out of the streets to handle his business in the sheets.”
    I licked the salt from around the rim of my own glass, chuckling. “Well, I’m not saying it’s been easy because it hasn’t. But with thehelp of a whole lot of batteries and a collection of toys, I get by.”
    â€œHmmph. Girl, if the shoe were on the other foot, do you actually think Jasper would be so quick to keep his dick in his pants…?”
    I should have known then that that bitch was up to no