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expected, he didn’t pay her any attention.
    She had mouthed, “Oh, well, his loss,” before sashaying her big ol’ behind off. I laughed and was grateful that she didn’t see him as he turned his full attention to me. Although guys always flock to me whenever Shereen and I go out, she’s never fazed.
    Anyway, I told Malcolm no can do. I could tell he’s used to getting whatever woman he wants because he acted surprised that I wouldn’t take him up on his offer. But I calmly explained to him that I was madly in love and my boyfriend wouldn’t approve of me dining with another man, even if that man was Malcolm Long.
    Even though I am completely faithful to Myles, it feels good when other men show interest. It lets me know I still got it. And judging from the number of letters, e-mails, and calls I get from men asking to take me out, I’ve definitely still got it.
    And tonight, I wanted to use it all on Myles. I had secured tickets to the Broadway play Aida at the Wortham Theatre. I planned to surprise Myles and take him there, then back to my place, where I was going to practice these new tricks I’d read in Zane’s latest book.
    I decided to call Myles to make sure he came straight home. I planned to swing by my place, grab some clothes to wear tonight, then just meet him at his place since I had a key. It had dang near taken an act of Congress to get it, but after weeks of me pouting and protesting he’d given in.
    As soon as I got in my car, I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Myles’s office. After I’d played nice with his secretary, she patched me through to him.
    “Hey, baby,” I said, after he picked up the phone.
    “Hey yourself.”
    “Working hard or hardly working?”
    “You know I’m working like a Hebrew slave.”
    As much as I loved his work ethic, sometimes I wished he would just slow down. “Well, stop what you’re doing and meet me at your place. I have tickets to Aida tonight.”
    “What’s that?”
    “The Broadway play. You know, the one I was telling you about that’s playing downtown.”
    “Oh, yeah, I remember. Well, you’re going to have to call Shereen or something. I can’t get away tonight.”
    I closed my eyes in frustration. It quickly dawned on me that I was in the middle of traffic, so I whipped my eyes back open just in time to slam on my brakes to keep from running into the Honda Accord in front of me. “What do you mean, you can’t get away?”
    “I’m in the middle of a project and I probably won’t get out of here until late tonight.”
    “But, Myles…”
    “Babe, I can’t just drop everything.”
    “Do I ever come first to you?” I whined.
    Myles sighed. “Please, not that tired old argument again.”
    “It’s not tired.”
    “It really is. You knew what I did for a living when you met me. Now, you’re constantly complaining because I’m always working.” Myles huffed.
    “You should be able to find a happy medium.”
    “Good-bye, Rae. Have fun at the play. I’ll hook up with you tomorrow.”
    Then he hung up the phone on me. I was furious. How dare he hang up on me? I viciously punched his numbers into my cell phone.
    The secretary answered again. “Jacobs and Jacobs.”
    I knew Myles had a direct line, even though he denied it. I couldn’t stand always having to go through his damn secretary. “Put Myles on the phone.”
    “Excuse me? May I ask who’s calling?”
    This heifer knew who was calling but I was not in the mood to argue with her. “It’s Rae.”
    “Oh, Miss Rollins.” She quickly changed her tone. “I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your voice. Mr. Jacobs is in a meeting right now. May I take a message?”
    “He is not in a meeting! I just talked to him!”
    “I’m sorry. May I take a message?” she softly repeated.
    I contemplated cursing her out, but I didn’t want to give her anything else to gossip about. Besides, she was probably only doing what Myles had told her to do.
    “You know what?” I said. “Don’t