Love Me or Miss Me by Dream Jordan

Author:Dream Jordan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

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The party was still going strong when Charles found me on the front porch—the only place I could be somewhat alone.

First thing out of Charles’s mouth: “Why’d you push Naleejah in the pool?”

“The grimy broad needed a bath,” I spat. “Any more questions?”

“But she could’ve drowned,” said Charles.

“Please, I pushed her in the shallow end—you know all about shallow, don’t you?”

“Still, that wasn’t right,” said Charles. “Kate, you’re better than that.”

“Oh brother, here you are taking up for that slut, after you dissed me for that slut.… I’m not even surprised.”

Charles fixed me with a stern stare. “Look, I just came out here to tell you we’re leaving in five minutes.”

“It’s about time,” I said.

Charles left my side, shaking his head.

I stayed on the porch, watching people come and go, arms folded across my chest, looking mean, daring anyone to say anything to me.

Two minutes later, Rahiem’s sparkling Lexus coupe pulled up in front of the house. He honked his horn three times. The front door cracked open, and Naleejah stepped out the house wearing an oversized T-shirt, and her weave still wet and stringy. But the second she saw me, she flew back inside. Scared? She should be.

Raheim honked again, and Naleejah stuck her head back out, peeking like a frightened little mouse. She looked about ready to cry.

But I had already decided that I was done with Naleejah. I no longer had the desire to mess her up. Naleejah’s life was already messed up—a train wreck waiting to happen, and believe it or not, a small part of me felt sorry for her. Never thought I could feel sorry for such a fly girl. I used to think Naleejah was doing me a favor by being in my company. But I had it twisted from the start. Naleejah was the one who didn’t deserve to be in my world. Before she came into my life, I had left fighting alone, left feeling bad about myself alone … dealt with all this chick’s bull just to avoid being alone. But like Tisha always says: Birds of a feather flock together, so I’m only hanging with swans like Felicia from now on.

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