Caught Up (27 page)

“You said you'll do anything, right? So do it. You said I'm ya baby. Then prove it. 'Cause, real ish, yo . . . I'm second to none.”

“You being second to none and me breaking up with Knox, my soul mate, my future husband and future baby daddy, are two different things. He has nothing to do with this.”

“Oh word?”

“Word. No. He. Does. Not.” I shook my head and placed a hand up on my hip. “You need to learn to play your roll as a side piece 'cause you are all out of control. Appreciate the time I'm spending with you instead of standing here and thinking about my man. Like really? Who does that?”

Justice popped me on the mouth, just enough for it to sting but not enough for it to hurt. “Let me be real clear wit' you: You ain't gettin' upstairs. We ain't kickin' it. I ain't effen witchu 'til you dead it wit' dude. Got it? Now poof. Outta here.” He forcefully turned me around, practically yanked me back to my car, snatched open the door, and pushed me inside.