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him.”
    â€œThat’s all well and good, Derrick, but he stayed out all night long again and I could care less if he was sleeping at your house or in an alley somewhere. Jaquon should have came home.”
    â€œKea—” Derrick called out, but I continued to take my frustration out on him.
    â€œI’m tired of his crap. He like’s sleeping over there so much, then maybe he should move over there permanently.”
    â€œI know he needs to get himself together,” he said before I cut him off again.
    â€œWhy are you calling for him anyway? Why couldn’t he be man enough to call me himself? Is he trying to get a feel on the type of mood I’m in? Well, you can tell him I’m pissed the hell off.”
    â€œI just called to tell you he was on his way home. I don’t know why he didn’t call you himself. He told me to give you a ring, so I did.”
    â€œWell, thank you for calling me, Derrick.”
    â€œAnytime. And Kea?”
    â€œYes, Derrick?”
    â€œDon’t hurt my boy too bad,” he said laughing.
    A few minutes later those keys I had been longing to hear jingled in the door lock. My heart kicked up some beats, and I almost ran to him, but I didn’t. I wasn’t going to be nipping at his heels like I always did, wrapping my arms around his neck, then arguing with him about where he’s been all night.
    Hearing the screeching of the door hinges, the door opened, and then closed. I heard Jaquon call out to me. “Baby, where are you?”
    I didn’t answer.
    â€œKea, baby, are you here? You got to be here because your car is still outside.”
    The more he spoke, the closer I could tell he was getting to me.
    â€œThere you are,” he said, coming over to me with one hand behind his back. He tried to kiss me on the cheek, but I stepped back before his lips could touch me. He paused, looking at the side of my face before backing away. I didn’t say anything.
    â€œDamn, you look good,” he said with his eyes roving up and down my body. “You smell good too. What’s that fragrance again?” he asked in his joking manner, and I continued to ignore him.
    â€œI brought you some flowers,” he said bringing his hand from around his back, holding a dozen yellow-stemmed roses. He held them out to me, but I didn’t bother to take them.
    â€œBaby, I know you’re mad at me.”
    I paused and looked at him like, “Duh,” still saying nothing.
    â€œSo you’re going to give me the silent treatment now?”
    Still nothing.
    â€œI’m getting scared because this is unusual for you. Your mouth should be running a mile a minute by this time.”
    Still I said nothing, rolling lip gloss on my lips.
    â€œBaby, say something,” he pleaded putting the flowers on the bed and trying to pull me toward him. I pushed his hands off of me and went to the closet to get my shoes.
    â€œWhere are you going?”
    â€œOut,” I said, finally speaking.
    â€œBut I just got here.”
    â€œAnd?”
    â€œBaby, I’m sorry for not coming home last night. I got drunk with the fellas and ...”
    â€œ... you stayed with Derrick because you couldn’t drive. He called me like you told him to. It still doesn’t explain you not being in our bed last night and how your fingers couldn’t pick up the phone to dial our number.”
    â€œI did call, but you started arguing with me.”
    â€œBecause you weren’t here with me,” I snapped. “I’m sick and tired of you getting off of work every Friday and not showing your face until the next day. I’m also tired of you getting your boy to do your dirty work. And to be honest, I’m starting to get sick and tired of your cheating ass.”
    â€œI’m not cheating. I was trying to get here as soon as possible.”
    â€œSoon as possible should have been last night,” I stated, “with