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Then his eyes dropped.

Right to my neck.

His face changed.

Not dramatically.

Just enough.

“What the fuck is that?”

I touched the necklace automatically.

“My necklace.”

“I can see it’s a fucking necklace, Avery.”

“Then why you asking?”

“Where you get it?”

I looked down at the diamonds spelling my name.

Then back at him.

“Keith.”

Silence.

I almost smiled.

“Keith?”

“Yes, nigga. Keith.”

“Your ex Keith?”

“How many Keiths you know me to fuck?”

His jaw flexed.

There it was.

I leaned back in my chair.

“What?”

“So you fucking with that nigga again?”

I looked toward the waiting area.

There were already three people sitting out there, including an older lady who had definitely looked up from her phone when Xay said fucking.

“Can you lower your voice?”

“Answer the question.”

“Xavier, we are not talking about this shit here.”