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Alexis shifted her eyes to me and narrowed them. “Oh, we’ve met, but Ryan? I thought your name was Trey. Good to see you actually didn’t just fall off the face of the earth since that’s what I thought when you stopped answering my calls all out of the blue.”
Thankfully, she wasn’t being loud, but still…fuck my life.
I stood and shook her hand like I hadn’t screwed her brains out on more than one occasion. “Uh, that’s my nickname,” I lied. “Nice to see you again, Alexis. And sorry about the phone thing. I just got, uh, really busy.”
“Mm-hmm.” She pursed her lips as she slipped her hand out of mine and looked at Angela. “It was nice seeing you, Angie.” Then she left, throwing her ass so hard she probably threw her spine out of alignment.
Although Alexis hadn’t really caused that much of a scene, I was still scared, literally scared to look at Angela, but shit, I had to. When I did, she just stared back at me with this little smirk on her face.
“Baby, I—”
The MC shouted a greeting into the microphone, signaling the beginning of the ceremony, and Angela focused her attention on the stage. I just sat my ass there wishing I could disappear. Of all the damn luck…
I was quiet during the ceremony, uncomfortably quiet, clapping when appropriate, smiling and laughing with the rest of the crowd. Baby was doing the same things, but my mind never strayed from the fact that she was probably going to curse my ass out when we got back to the room. I had planned to slide my hand under the table and into her panties and play with her during the ceremony since there was a huge tablecloth on the table and I knew she liked when I did stuff like that, even though she sometimes acted like she didn’t. But Alexis had cancelled that plan.
Angie won vlogger of the year, and I hopped my ass up and kissed her like she’d won an Oscar. I was so proud of her, I almost forgot about the whole Alexis thing. But as soon as we were in the room alone and she went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her without saying a word to me, I remembered.
I heard her running water in the sink, figured she was washing her face or brushing her teeth or both, so I undressed, sat on the side of the bed in my boxer briefs, and waited for her.
She finally stepped out, make-up free, wearing only her bra and panties, and walked over to the closet to hang her dress up.
“Baby, uh, about Alexis. We—it was before us, before me and you.”
“Hmm, I figured that,” she said, as she squatted in front of the closet and dug in her overnight bag.
“And I was different then. I gave her a fake name, because…shit, I don’t even know. But like I told you, I’m different with you.”
She stood with a small bottle of lotion in her hand and sat beside me on the bed. “I know.”
“You were right. I messed over a lot of women before, including a couple of others here in Tennessee, too, before we got together. Look, my mom dying when I was a kid kind of messed me up. My brother, too. Only his ass can’t stay out of the pen. And our father wasn’t shit, still ain’t shit, brought all these different women in that tiny, claustrophobic-ass house over the years, making us call them Mama, when none of them could ever replace my mother. Half of them were crazy or didn’t know how to treat kids. Most of their asses couldn’t even cook. We had to learn how to act around them, and by the time we learned one, he’d replace them with another one. It was hard to deal with and it made me bitter and angry, and I just ended up being this selfish asshole. But I’m not like that with you.”
She stopped rubbing the lotion on her face and looked me in the eye. “I’m sorry about your childhood, Ryan. It breaks my heart to know you went through that, baby. It really does. I’m so, so sorry.”
She sounded sincere, had compassion in her eyes. Still, I stared at her, waited a second, and said, “But?”
She shook her head as she turned for me to unhook her bra. I unfastened it and slid my hand down her back.
“But, nothing,” she said, as she pulled the bra straps down her arms.
“You’re not mad?”
She stood and kicked her panties off. “About what?”
I licked my lips as she stood naked before me. “Me messing over Alexis. You two are friends, right?”
She stepped between my legs. “Not really. I mean, we’re Internet friends. We comment on each other’s posts, like each other’s pictures, retweet, stuff like that. We live in the same town, but this is my first time ever meeting Lexxi Curls in person.”
“Oh, so do you want to talk about…anything?”
She fell to her knees in front of me. “What’s there to talk about?”
As she reached into my underwear and grabbed my shit, I sucked in a breath, moaned a little, and said, “Alexis or Lexy or whatever her name is.”
She tugged on my underwear and I lifted my ass to help her take it off. “No,” she said, grasping my erection and flicking her tongue across the head.
I fell back on my elbows. “Shit!”
Still gripping me in her hand, she said, “Ryan, my daddy has been cheating on my mother since the beginning of time, my brother-in-law cheats on my sister, both of my past boyfriends cheated on me. I know the signs, and I know them well. Could write a book about it. You haven’t given me any reason not to trust you. If you say you and Alexis and whatever you two had was before us, I believe you.”
