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had this smirk on his face as I walked toward him, opening his arms trying to welcome me with a hug.
    That smirk quickly faded when it was met with stone-cold contempt.
    “Come on, baby girl, I know you’re not still mad at me?” he asked, still trying to close the space between us.
    I placed my palm against his chest and straightened out my arm to let him know my personal space would not be invaded.
    He no longer deserved that right.
    “Okay, I think that answers my question.”
    “What do you want, Troy?” I curtly inquired, mad because my food was getting cold. “I have a lot of stuff to do in the morning, and I need to get some sleep.”
    “See, that’s the problem, you were always thinking it was about me.” Troy blew air, trying to figure out my mood. “You know that I was always focused on us, baby girl.”
    “Mmmhmmm, so focused that you decided that having another chick sucking and fucking you in my car was for our benefit, right?” I shot a look at him that immediately shut him down.
    “Aight, look, Cori, I ain’t come to argue,” Troy tried to be serious. He was never serious while we were together. “I know I fucked up, but we were good together, you know that.”
    “Yeah, you fucked up, that part you definitely got right.” I huffed, pushing him out of my way to get to my door. “Now, if you will excuse me, I have to try and eat something before I crash.”
    “Yeah, I know, your music career comes first,” he spat. The anger in his eyes was definitely something new.
    That was something he never mentioned before, even when things went bad between us. He never bad mouthed my music or the group.
    Especially when he was a part of a rap group.
    Whatever.
    He had me pegged for being a wannabe superstar’s girlfriend, who was cool with being behind the scenes.
    That’s… not… me.
    And really, the whole issue with ol’ girl really didn’t bother me all that much. We were dating, so it wasn’t like he locked me down with a ring or something like that.
    My ring fingers were as bare as naked daylight.
    Still, he violated my car with a bitch that didn’t hold a candle to me all because she was willing to do what I wouldn’t do, and I still won’t do:
    Be a damn groupie and kiss the ass of Trouble T-Money.
    “Yeah, my career comes first, and the fact that you didn’t bother supporting it, but you could support your need to keep your dick wet even though I was fucking you like a porn star is the reason you’re stuck right now.” I let him know.
    “Cori, I… okay, I caught you at a bad time, and you need some sleep, maybe that’s why you’re all hormonal right now.” Troy finally backed off. “But we’re not done talking about this. I know you’re not over me yet, I can feel it on you, shawty.”
    “Go, Troy.” I said as I slammed the door on him.
    Damn, he completely killed the buzz that I was on.
    And I hated the fact that he was right.
    I wasn’t over him… yet.
    But it was times like this that made it easier to forget about him.
    I wanted to take all of the fuckstration that I built up from fantasizing about a man that I had yet to even have a full conversation with out on Troy, and then send him home before the sun peeked over the horizon.
    I made that mistake once before, and I was not about to make that mistake again.
    He wasn’t worth it.
    Considering that he caused me to have to microwave my food before bed only gave me another good reason why I was glad I didn’t let him in.
    No fool, no more.
     
     
    A hot bath was desperately needed.
    It had been such a long day that I needed to release and relieve some tension that I put my body through. The rehearsal, the two hours at the gym to keep my thickness, my hormones in a frenzied state while flirting with Derrick, and finally the anger of going through bullshit with Troy.
    Yeah.
    A good soak will help get all that off me.
    Filling the tub with water, I poured some vanilla scented bubble bath in to mix and lather while I