FINAL SNEAK PEEK - THE PACT: TO HAVE AND TO HOLD

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Sneak peek

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous, Tim.” Her accusing voice stabbed the air and I was taken aback. I wasn’t jealous; I was concerned that she was moving too damn fast with a man she barely knew.
“Cyn, how much do you know about this man? What are you doing with a man that damn near looks like me, and why him?”
“Excuse me? I’m confused by your question. And for the record he looks a lot better than your ugly behind, get it right. And I’m with him because he makes me happy. He cares for me and he doesn’t look past me. Shawn knows exactly what’s in front of him and he is staking his claim. Doesn’t sound familiar does it?”
“Psst, man that nigga is only with you for right now. He look like a player and if you want my opinion here it is. I don’t like him,” I said and kissed my teeth. She tilted her head and clasped her hands in front of her before coming closer.
“It’s not for you to like. I haven’t liked one woman you’ve ever dated but I allowed you to do you boo boo. Allow me to do the same. Allow me to have what you and your perfect fiancée have. Allow me to have a chance at finally finding a love that can be returned.”
“You can have it but not with him. Trust me.”
“Trust you? Why? Do you know something about him I don’t?” she asked with her hands now on her hips. This whole scene before me reminded me of the scene in Brown Sugar. Dammit we were in a real-life Brown Sugarsituation.
“He’s obscenely rich and I don’t trust a man that has too much money. They aren’t looking for love, they are looking for status. Look at your neck and ears. Can’t you see he’s buying your attention?”
“Fuck you, Timothy Devonta Autry. For once I wanted you to be happy for me. Happy that I finally found someone. Happy that someone actually gives a shit about Cynthia. And don’t be mad that he splurged on me and got me more than a damn cheap ass greeting card or free stress ball. Ooo, you make me so mad sometimes. You know what? I’m leaving to go enjoy the rest of my night with my man. You should do the same with your fiancée. You done made me cuss and you of all people know how I feel about that,” she replied. I laughed and she started laughing because her cussing was always hilarious to me. Her cuss words never sounded right when they came out. It was supposed to be forceful, but it always sounded soft and like she didn’t mean it.
“Fine, Cyn. My bad. I didn’t mean for it to come out like you don’t deserve it or like I’m not happy. Because if you happy then I gotta be happy, but that don’t mean I have to like it,” I ended trying to not be offended by all the low blows she had thrown.
I had no right considering she was in this position because of me. Tossing my hands up in surrender I opened the door and let her go out first. When we stepped out it seemed Mel and Shawn had become really acquainted and I wasn’t for it. Mel was smiling and touching his shoulder like they had seen each other naked a time or two. Damn nigga you got the baddest chick, why you want mine also, I thought.

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