“Answer the call for your girl.” “Sound jealous, Blair.” I scoffed. “I am not jealous. Good luck to her, because you’re a damn vault.” “She don’t gotta crack this vault to get fucked, Blair.” I was so stunned by what he had said that I couldn’t even form a sentence or a smart-ass remark to reply with. “Good for her.” “That pussy wet for me… Huh?” I hated him.