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Now Robert was in my face. I opened my mouth to curse him out, but was preempted.

“Okay, let’s get something straight,” Ryan said, stepping between me and him, towering over Robert who was an inch shorter than Renee. “I know this is your house, but if you put your hands on this one right here? I’ma have to put my motherfucking hands on you. Renee invited us in, so we’re here. If she wants us to leave, we’ll leave, but I promise on my dead mother, if you touch my woman, I will end your ass and I mean that shit. Don’t let the light skin fool you.”

Robert backed up a little. “Uh…look, I just need to talk to my wife. Alone.”

Renee shot to her feet. “We don’t have anything to talk about, Robert. You need to leave.”

“This is my house, too, so I ain’t going nowhere!”

“Fine, I’ll go.”

“You can come with us,” I offered.

“Or you can come home with me,” Nicky said.

“I think I will, Nicky. I need my damn mother,” Renee said.

“So you just gonna run home to your Mama? We need to talk!” Robert shouted.

“About what, asshole?! You already admitted it was your baby! You think I’m gonna sit up in here with you after that? After your woman was bold enough to drop it off over here? I know what that means! It means you have talked so much shit about me to that woman that she has zero respect for my position as your wife! And so do you! So yeah, I’m going home to my mother, you piece of shit! And I’m doing something I should’ve done years ago. I’m filing for divorce.” Renee turned to me. “Angie, thanks for coming. Ryan, you can take her home now. Nicky can stay and help me pack some stuff. Nicky, dial nine-one-one so the police can be here in case this stupid-ass man tries to put his hands on either of us. Acting a damn fool when he’s the one in the wrong. Typical!”

Renee flounced out of the room, leaving Robert standing there with a shocked look on his face.

Ryan was quiet as we sat in his truck waiting for the police to arrive. A serious expression hovered over his handsome face as he squeezed the steering wheel and stared out the windshield at Robert, who was sitting on the hood of his car.

“Ryan, you okay?”

He nodded slowly as he turned and looked at me. “I’m good. You okay?”

“Yeah…uh, did you mean what you said in there?” I asked, nodding toward my sister’s house.

“What? That I’d end his ass? Yeah, baby, I meant it. I love you. I’m not about to let anybody put their hands on you.”

“Okay…”

He dropped his hands from the steering wheel. “Does that bother you?”

“No, it actually turns me on, makes me wanna do all kinds of freaky, nasty shit to you.”

With raised eyebrows, he said, “For real?”

“Yeah…”

“What kind of freaky, nasty shit?”

“Absolutely anything your fine ass can think of.”

When the police finally arrived, I was half-afraid they’d jump in behind us and pull Ryan over the way he screeched out of Renee’s driveway and sped home.

41

“Baby, you sleep?”

It had been a few days since all of her family drama. The last time I tried to say what I needed to say, her sister interrupted me, but time was getting away from us. In two weeks, I’d have to leave to start my next assignment, which was already lined up for me.

“No. Can’t sleep.”

“Worried about your sister?”

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