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jeans for another fifty dollars that she knew she didn’t have. Oh, hell, naw! I told her to get her damn hands out her pocket, then I told Mr. Stevens he either sell her that car at the price he quoted over the phone or he could shove that big bus up his ass. Lisa was so embarrassed she turned on her heels and headed home. I came through the door, five minutes later, with the keys to the car that I got at the original price. See, I don’t play those games. If you let a mothafucka get over on you they think they can keep getting over on you.
    I glanced up as the door opened and out walked Leslie. However, my eyes instantly connected with that of a tall, dark, and dangerously handsome man that followed behind. “Dayu-um!” I murmured as he moved toward the counter. He was so fine I could have jumped over the counter and licked his ass like a bomb pop. I wasn’t the only one who had noticed how good he looked. All four of us stood there staring and shaking our heads.
    He looked like his mama had dipped him in a pot of melted chocolate. As hungry as I was the brotha was good enough to eat. He had a bald head, large cocoa-brown eyes, a wide dimpled smile, and a body that made you want to reach out and touch somebody.
    â€œHello. I’m Everton. I was told you ladies are having a problem with your room rates.”
    I was so dazed, I was rendered speechless. His accent sounded almost British and made him even sexier. All I could do was nod my head. Thank goodness my sister stepped in.
    â€œYes, you are correct. My father reserved the rooms using his club membership.”
    His eyes brightened knowingly. “You have the club rate. That explains it. If you’d write down your father’s name I can go in the back and look up the reservation.”
    I stood there looking like a damn fool as Lisa took the pen from his proffered hand and scribbled the information. While she wrote, Everton looked across at me and within a matter of seconds I knew he was interested in getting some of this. I ain’t mad. I want some of him, too.
    Everton excused himself and went back into the office while Leslie went to help another guest. Lisa hit me upside of my head and I snapped out of my fantasy.
    â€œDamn! Why you hit me?”
    â€œâ€™Cause you’re making a fool of yourself standing there drooling over that man.”
    Immediately I wiped my mouth for any signs of slobber. Just as I thought. Nothing.
    Kayla and Nadine cackled.
    â€œI wasn’t slobbering.”
    Lisa clicked her tongue. “Girl, you might as well have been, the way you were staring down his throat.”
    Those two hyenas started laughing again.
    I flipped them off. “Fuck y’all. You can’t say that brotha wasn’t fine.”
    Nadine licked her lips. “Oh, no doubt about it, the brotha is fine.”
    Kayla fanned herself with her hand. “Lord, yes.”
    â€œHis ass looks barely out of high school,” Lisa added with a snort.
    â€œAnd what’s that got to do with the price of tea in China?” I took a deep breath, rolling my eyes. “Shit, I already told y’all. I plan to enjoy myself this week. Anything is possible. Whatever happens in Jamaica—”
    â€œStays in Jamaica.” The other three finished in unison. Then all four of us howled with laughter.
    The door to the office opened and Everton returned carrying a sheet of paper.
    â€œI want to apologize to you ladies. The discount rate should have been keyed into the computer. Let me go ahead and personally get you lovely ladies checked in.”
    â€œNo big deal,” I said with a grin.
    I ignored the looks the others were giving me. Okay, so maybe I did get a little bent out of shape, but that’s all over now.
    â€œHow would you ladies like some rum punch?” Everton was smiling like he had just offered us free hotel accommodations. Shit, the hotel was all-inclusive, which meant the drinks had already