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    Minka shook her head she wasn’t going nowhere near his crazy ass. But she couldn’t help thinking about his threat; Austin couldn’t be that crazy…or was he?
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                  Minka, Meghan, and Sasha walked into the house party like they owned it. Minka was dressed in knee length, hot pink skirt with the matching crop top. She had on a pair of nude, ankle strapped Versace pumps, with the matching bag. Her curves were out for the world to see in the body con material. Her hair was straight hanging down her back while her makeup was flawless. Meghan and Sasha were dressed equally cute with white dresses different designs and red pumps. They usually dressed similar.
                  Sasha’s boyfriend was throwing a party in a mansion tonight and Sasha was on the guest-list. She managed to get Minka and Meghan in too. The house was packed back-to-back with women dancing with men. Cups of liquor were being passed around in conjunction with the weed. Donovan, Sasha’s boyfriend, came and greeted Minka and Meghan.
    “Damn , little mama is fine as hell.” He pulled Minka into a hug while he admired her backside. Sasha rolled her eyes.
    “If you don’t get away from me.” Minka laughed as Sasha pulled Donovan next to her. Minka noticed the shade Sasha was throwing but didn’t pay it no mind. Who wouldn’t be jealous of her? Sasha’s dog wanted some meat not a bone.
                  Minka left Sasha and Meghan and walked to the kitchen to pour herself something to drink. She poured a cup of Ciroc and with pineapple juice. She didn’t want to drink too much since she was unaware of her surroundings.
    “Tonight must be my lucky night or it must be fate.” A man leaned against the counter.
    “I don’t believe in luck and I damn sure don’t believe in fate.” Minka faced the fine ass teddy bear of a man. She hadn’t felt butterflies in her stomach in so long that, at first, she thought it was gas.
    “Ma n you got to believe in something. If not, Then what do you live for?” Micah quizzed.
    “Myself and my grandparents.” Minka shot back.
    Micah wondered what happened to this girl to turn her so cold. He had lost her number when he lost his phone. He hadn’t even wanted to come out tonight, but his cousin, Donovan, convinced him to party with him. Micah was glad he did.
    Minka sat on the barstool looking at Micah. She wanted to be mad at him for not calling her but; on the other hand, she couldn’t help but be happy that she was in his presence again once again. Their brief encounters were not enough for her and the butterflies in her stomach were telling her she was feeling him but she didn’t want to believe it. For all she knew, he probably had a girl now.
    “What you thinking about?” Micah whispered in her ear. His cool breath blew against her skin, she couldn’t help but blush.
    “How I’m getting home.” The party wasn’t her scene and she wasn’t in the mood to sit around while her friends cuffed with their men, so she was ready to go.
    “I could drive you home if you want.”
    “I don’t know you might be a crazy man,” she flirted back.
    “Well , then you’re just gonna have to believe that I’m not.”
    Micah helped Minka into the car before he got into the driver’s seat. Minka looked around the Nissan maxima, she hadn’t been in one since she got her BMW. She admired the nice interior and the newer model, her old car didn’t look like this one.
    “It ain't much, but it’s mine,” Micah said, turning the car on.
    “It’s nothing wrong with it, I had one before I got my new car. This is newer than the one I had.”
    “Oh okay cool. Where do you stay at?” Micah grabbed his GPS. Minka laughed at him not knowing his way around Miami.
    “Boy, I will direct you to my place, put that