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“Kora Oliver, I have waited too long to take any chances on you getting away from me. I love you, with everything I have to give. I want you to be my wife. I want you to have the wedding you’ve probably dreamed about, but thought that if you chose me, you’d never get. Anything that you want, if it’s in my power, gorgeous, it’s yours. You have all of me, Kora. It’s yours.” He”
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“I need to get down. Somebody just has to get condoms.”
“I’m not using a condom with you. Are you crazy? I’ll pull out.”
She sucked her teeth. “I do not trust you to pull out.”
“You shouldn’t.”
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“My world went black, and silent. I needlessly closed my eyes, and heard nothing, saw nothing, felt everything, electric tingles all over my body while I floated away.”
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“Sex with Paul was fine, but it was just sex. Not matter how much I wished it weren’t the case, this was something different. Sex with Tariq was bliss.”
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“Listen… don’t let what that bastard ex of yours did make you crazy. There’s nothing wrong with working hard, being your own woman, and needing a man for nothing except the sex, or companionship, and eventually love that he should provide, if he’s expecting a commitment from you. I really, really get it, Julissa. I do. But me and Tariq… that was a foregone conclusion, and had nothing to do with you. When I looked you up, after he told me about you… girl, you’ve got it going on. Pick yourself up, dust this shit off, and trust me… the love that’s supposed to be yours is going to find you.”
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“I want a piece of that, and she won’t give it to me, that’s why I want it so bad. She told me it was good, and I believe her too. She walks like she tastes good.” I”
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“You’re mine, Kora. Nothing is getting in the way of that anymore.”
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“Why are you sweating her so hard?”
“Have you seen her?”
“Obviously.”
“Then why the fuck do you have to ask? Nubia is put a ring on it fine. Tell your other chicks it’s over fine. Eat the booty like –”
“I get it, damn.”
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“Kora, I just picked out an outfit for you from your section of his closet. I don’t have any male “friends”, even ones that have tasted the kitty, who keep a section for me in their closet.”
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“You know I’m playing with you. If you’re leftovers, you’re like, second-day sweet potato pie. Better than the first, cause now all the flavors have matured and soaked in.” “That”
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“It will never be a problem for you to need me Kora. Never.”
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“What am I going to do with you, Kora?”
“You could start by treating me a little better.” He lifted an eyebrow.
“That’s impossible. Anything you could conceivably want – everything I have… it’s already yours. What more can I give you?”
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“Crazy, or perfect? I get great sex from an amazing man, while maintaining my personal space and freedom. What more could I want?”
She lifted an eyebrow. “I don’t know, love? Companionship? Someone to hold you at night?”
“Who says I don’t get that?” Nubia laughed as she dropped her hands from my shoulders. “Oh, I’m sure you get all of that. From Tariq. Because that’s your damned man!”
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“What is an accountant going to do with you, and vice versa? We're not even talking Wall Street money. He's barely making Main Street money.” “So? Broke men give good dick.”
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“No.” I shook my head. “Your grandma was mommy. I was out chasing a dream, from when I was a little girl, and I looked at my mother’s awards, and said I want one of those mommy. I got one! And I got another. So it was time for me to step back from my dreams so I could be your mother full time, and help you find yours.” I wrapped my arms around Dawn’s shoulders and leaned down, pressing the side of my face to hers. “Look at where you are, sweetie. This is your time. All your hard work, all your dedication, listening to me cuss and fuss at you… this is the beginning of you reaching that dream. And I want you to understand, even though I’m hard on you – this feeling, this moment, about to watch you on stage… this is better than anything.” Dawn stared at me for a long time, and then shook her head, reaching to snatch a tissue from the box on the vanity. “Mama stop. You’re gonna make me mess up my makeup, and you know you’ll curse me out if I’m late getting on that stage.” We laughed, and then I hugged her a little tighter, closing my eyes when she brought her hands up to rub my arms. “I love you, Dawn.” She sniffled as she dabbed the corners of her eyes. “I love you too.” I nodded. “Okay. Now come on. It’s show time.”
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