Page 59 of The Don’s Virgin Obsession

“I’m not doing this with you tonight. I paid yo rent for the last month. That was the agreement. Shit is done. Get a job.” He walked past me toward the kitchen.

I followed him anyway. “You used to sniff coke off my kitchen counter and now you too good for conversations?”

He stopped moving.

Perfect.

I wanted him uncomfortable.

“You done?” he asked calmly.

“No. I’m actually just getting started.”

He grabbed water from the fridge while I stared at him. Vaughn looked tired. Not physically. Mentally.

I knew that look. Depression was seeping in.

“You really think she about to save you?” I asked.

“She ain’t got shit to do with you.”

“She got everything to do with me if you cutting me off over her.”

“I’m cutting you off because we over.”

I laughed coldly. “Nigga, we been over before you called yourself breaking up with me. You just finally found somebody you wanna cosplay normal with.”

He stayed quiet, sipping his water.

That irritated me more.

“You know what’s crazy?” I stepped closer. “I actually used to respect you. You was fucked up, but at least you was honest about it. Now you walking around pretending you healed because some girl with a degree make you feel important.”

“You trippin’.”

“No, I’m not.” I got closer again. “You still secretly depressed. You still addicted to women. You still obsessive. The only difference is now you stalking a bitch that probably don’t even want you.”

His eyes finally met mine.

“You gotta go.”

I should’ve left.

Instead, I touched him.

Ran my hand slowly over his chest.

“You remember when you couldn’t keep your hands off me?” I asked softer now. “Remember how crazy we used to be?”

He grabbed my wrist gently but firmly and moved it away.

That hurt my feelings more than I expected.

I covered it with a laugh. “Wow.”

“You doin’ too much.”

“You can’t even get hard for me no more?” I asked nastier now, already reaching for his sweats. “That little office bitch got you that gone? She don’t want you.”