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ain’t still trippin’ off of Ron. After he spat in your face, he would be the last man I’d want to be with.”
    I took a sip from my glass, ignoring her comment, and was glad when David came over and led her back out onto the dance floor. Sometimes my best friend gets on my last nerve. What she’ll never understand is that it doesn’t matter how long I date Calvin, I will never get over my one true love. No one can make me feel like Ron does. The brother was slinging dick for days, and nothing beats being in bed with a thug.
    I forced myself to look around the room but my eyes kept landing on Ron and that ho he had on his arm.
    If Portia hadn’t lied, we’d still be together.
    Or maybe not.
    I released a heavy sigh. Maybe it was time for me to let go and move on. After all, it was Ron’s loss. I had been a hell of a good woman to him for over two years, and up until the last couple of months all he had done was use me. My utilities had gotten turned off so many times even though Ron claimed he had paid the bill. Then there were the calls from his baby’s mama in the middle of the night. For real, he wasn’t even worth my time and I wasn’t sure why I still wanted him, but I did.
    Just get over him.
    I looked over in time to catch Ron looking in my direction and quickly turned my head. The last thing I wanted him to know was that I still loved him.
    Renee returned, reached for her drink, and brought it to her lips, then started bobbing her head. Everything was going to be all right. I could feel it. As long as you stop staring at Ron.
    Focusing on the opposite side of the room, I spotted a tall, thuggish-looking brotha with Hershey’s chocolate skin. Good God Almighty! I had never seen him before in my life, and I thought I knew everybody. My heart started pounding. And when he glanced over in my direction and the two of us made eye contact, I wiped my mouth to make sure I wasn’t drooling all over myself.
    Renee noticed, too. “Goddamn, the cutie is sweating your ass.”
    â€œAnd I’m checking his ass out, too.”
    It wasn’t long after, he walked across the room and stopped right in front of our table, and I thought I was going to fall out of my chair.
    â€œHey, sexy, you want to dance?”
    I was tongue-tied. All I could do was sit there and stare at his sexy gold-tooth smile.
    Renee intervened. “Hell yeah, she wants to dance.”
    Nodding, I rose from my seat and followed him out onto the dance floor. The last time I was caught slow dancing in the club with another man, Ron had come over and started a fight. I glanced over to the right to make sure Ron wasn’t paying attention. He wasn’t.
    â€œWhat’s your name?”
    I smiled up at my partner and wrapped my arms loosely around his waist. “Danielle. Yours?”
    â€œChance.”
    Ooh, his name was just as sexy as he was.
    I leaned against him, and together we swayed side to side to the beat of the music. I gazed up into a pair of mesmerizing hazel eyes. Damn, could the brotha possibly be any finer? “You new in town?”
    â€œYes and no,” he began with a pearly white grin. “I went to school at Lincoln University and used to kick it up here all the time.”
    â€œWhere’d you grow up?”
    â€œSt. Louis. But I’ve been back a month. If I can find myself a good woman I’d have a reason to stay.” The music slowed down and Chance pulled me snugly into his arms and I closed my eyes and smiled. Damn, it felt good being held by him. Why couldn’t it be this way with Calvin?
    When the song ended he pulled back slightly and stared down at me again. “I’ll let you get back to yo girl. But first put your number in my phone just in case you try to sneak out before I get those digits.”
    I smiled and tried to hide my excitement. The last thing I wanted him to know was how much I was feeling him.
    â€œHolla at me