“Umm, I’m engaged. Or did you forget?” I lifted my hand to show off the ring Marquise gave me, even though I wasn’t even convinced it mattered. “Mandee, go to hell. You and I both know that ring, along with that proposal, is a bunch of bullshit. You’ve got to come up with a better reason than that baldheaded man-child. I’m sure he wouldn’t even notice if you got your groove back because he’s too busy chasing behind his ho ass baby mama.”
