Page 55 of Believe in Me


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I stared him in the eye. “No, Zo. I’m not ashamed of any of that.”

“Doc, we haven’t been on a single date since before your divorce. We do everything at my house.”

“Zo, you haven’t asked me out since I got divorced! I think maybe we just got caught up in being together.”

“And having sex?”

I smiled. “Yeah, and having sex. And plus, you’re a hermit and you know it.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, I am. But besides that, you weren’t telling folks about us, were you?”

“My sisters have always known, and my mom. I just didn’t figure it was anybody else’s business.”

“What changed today?”

I leaned in and brushed his lips with mine. “Today, I decided I wanted to share just how lucky and blessed I am.”

“Then let’s get dressed up and go out tonight to celebrate.”

“Okay.”

*****

After I convinced Zo that one, I had plenty of dressy clothes at my mother’s house and there was no need for him to buy me anything, and two, that I was more than capable of driving myself to my mother’s house, I went and retrieved some more of my clothes. I was in my room gathering everything I thought I’d need for the date, three outfits to choose from, including shoes and accessories to match, when a voice nearly made me jump out of my skin.

“Whose Maybach is that in the driveway?!” Nicky shouted.

I replied with, “Where the hell did you come from?! You scared me half to death!”

“I just got home, and I saw that car in the driveway. Whose is it?”

“You still call this home?” I asked.

“Yes.” She rolled her eyes. “Travis is out of town on business for a few days, so I decided to come home and see what y’all were up to. The car, Nay?”

“It’s Lorenzo’s.”

“Lorenzo?” She actually sounded like she was searching her brain, trying to figure out who he was.

“The man I’ve been seeing for months now?”

Her eyes widened. “Cunnilingus?”

“Nicky, really?”

“Seriously, I’m trying to place him. He’s the fine one who ate your—”

“Yes, that’s him. What other man have I mentioned since Robert?”

As I zipped up the garment bag, she plopped down on the side of the bed, and said, “Ugh, don’t bring that troll up, and it’s been a while since we talked. I haven’t talked to Angie, either.”

“And whose fault is that?”

She sighed. “Anyway, you two are together now? I mean, when I talked to Mama for a second the other week or month or whatever, she said your divorce had gone through, but she didn’t mention him.”

I shrugged. “She knows about him, just hasn’t met him. Maybe she’s preoccupied with her own love life.”

She frowned. “You’re packing a bag, driving his car…and you’ve got this aura about you like you’re getting good dick on the regular. Wait, are you living with him?”

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