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his skin. He watched her throat vibrate with the movement and wanted to run his lips across the smooth column. He twisted in his seat as his dick went back to half swollen.
    â€œThat sounds like your dad.” A wistful smile brushed across her lips. “Some of my best memories of this town are sitting around the dinner table with you and him. Maybe I’ll go see him.”
    The memories filtered through his mind and he smiled. “He would like that, but he’s not in the old house. After Delores died, he moved out in the county.”
    The happiness on her face was replaced with sadness. “I was sorry when I heard about her passing. I sent flowers with my condolences.”
    â€œI didn’t know that.”
    She glanced at him. “He didn’t tell you? I’ve kept in touch with him every year, mostly through Christmas cards, but I called when Delores died.”
    He floundered in the silence. On one hand he was touched she’d kept in touch with his dad. On the other he was angry she never reached out to him, and that his dad never told him about it.
    â€œYou reached out to him, but not me.” His words were solemn.
    Her eyes met his. “I reached out to you once, and you didn’t want to talk to me.”
    He couldn’t deny that. She’d called him during her freshman year of college, and he hadn’t wanted to talk to her. It was right after Tony and Peaches visited her, and Tony had called him, bragging about how he still had control over Shayla before giving a play by play of their most recent sexual encounter. He’d foolishly hoped they could try and reconnect after graduation. That once she was away from Tony, she’d come back to him, but that hope was dashed with one phone call.
    â€œI didn’t feel like talking … after Tony updated me on his visit.”
    She frowned. “What visit?”
    â€œWhen he came to Spelman with Peaches.”
    â€œHe didn’t come with Peaches. He wanted to. She called to tell me he was coming. I told her to stay home if that was the case.”
    â€œAre you serious?”
    â€œAs a heart attack. I went to Atlanta to get away from him, why would I want him to visit?”
    Devin frowned as he looked at her. “He told me you two had sex.”
    She winced. “I never willingly slept with Tony.”
    A vision of Shayla and Tony in bed together flashed through his brain. He shook his head to clear them away. “We both know that’s not true.”
    She scowled. “Do we?”
    Before he could respond there was a knock at the door. Shayla groaned and rolled her eyes. He watched as she went to the door, his mind whirling over what she’d said. Tony lying about sleeping with her wasn’t surprising. His friendship with Tony died after high school, but when he saw Tony around town he still had a story about the latest woman whose back he’d blown out. But her saying she’d never willingly slept with Tony was like a slap in the face. He knew what he’d seen, and it wasn’t Shayla fighting Tony off. If that was the case, he’d have killed Tony that night.
    Two voices shrieked, “Shayla!” when she opened the door. With his own suppressed groan he recognized Roxanne’s and Peaches’s voices.
    â€œWhat’s up, ladies,” Shayla said. Her voice was full of false cheerfulness and a small smile played on his lips. Just like old times.
    He stood and went to the door. Even though his truck was in the driveway, both Peaches and Roxanne’s eyebrows raised to their hairlines. They hadn’t changed much since high school. They still had that round the way girl look: hair extensions, eyelash extensions, flashy costume jewelry and even flashier clothes. They could’ve been twins except Roxanne had short hair with a blonde bang and more ass than any other woman in town, while Peaches’s jet black extensions hung to the center of her